Being born to a pair of Slytherin parents, I was expect to carry out the name Hawthorn through the Slytherin house. But when the sorting hat was placed on my head, Ravenclaw became my new identity. My parents weren't exactly pleased, being the first in the bloodline to be sorted into different house, but supported me either way. I should've seen it coming though. I would often sneak into the forbidden section of our family library to read my father's books about curses. I read the history of dark wizards more times then I can count! I would usually spout out facts about hexes at dinner, which slightly weirded my parents out. I often got in trouble in Knockturn Alley, sneaking off with high level spell books under my cloak. My fascination for the dark arts have always been a part of me, but I always thirst for knowledge has always gotten the best of me.