Florence Colt

House: Slytherin

Backstory

Even as a child, the shadows of my family's dark legacy loomed large. Born into a prestigious pure-blood family with a secret history of dabbling in the Dark Arts, I grew up hearing tales of power and control. My father, though outwardly a respectable wizard, harbored a hidden allegiance to the Dark Lord, teaching me the basics of dark magic before I could even wield a wand properly.

Starting my first year at Hogwarts, I was already well-versed in the darker aspects of magic. In secret, I practiced minor curses and jinxes, impressing a select few who shared my fascination with power. My thirst for knowledge and dominance was insatiable, and I sought out hidden sections of the library and whispered with older students who hinted at forbidden spells. My ultimate goal was to honor my family's legacy, knowing that one day, I would rise to claim my place among the Death Eaters, ensuring the supremacy of pure-blood wizards.