iris lockfair

Backstory

Name: Iris Lockfair
House: Gryffindor
Blood Status: Pure-Blood
Birthday: September 23rd
Wand: 11 ¾", Cherry wood, unicorn hair core, slightly supple
Patronus: Hedgehog
Boggart: Her family lying lifeless, unresponsive

Appearance:

Iris Lockfair is the kind of girl whose presence catches your attention not because she’s loud or flashy, but because she seems like she belongs to a world just a little more magical than this one — even by wizarding standards.

Her chestnut brown hair is thick, long, and naturally wavy, often tangled slightly from the wind after long walks on the Hogwarts grounds or nighttime broom rides. It falls just past her shoulder blades and glimmers with coppery undertones in the sunlight, especially during autumn.

Her eyes are large and curious, a hazel green flecked with specks of gold that seem to shift like the night sky she adores. They're often wide with wonder or narrowed in determination. Freckles dot the bridge of her nose and the tops of her cheeks — remnants of her childhood summers spent outside in the sun, chasing garden gnomes and pretending she was a magizoologist in training.

She's of average height, with a slightly athletic build from years of chasing enchanted creatures, playing impromptu backyard Quidditch and participating in Gryffindor practices. Her movements are graceful but unpolished — like someone who lives inside her own imagination and occasionally stumbles when returning to reality.

Her style is personal and a little offbeat. Even in uniform, she adds touches of herself — a slightly too-large Gryffindor scarf that once belonged to her mum, enchanted pins shaped like stars and moons on her robes, and fingerless gloves she knitted herself (badly). She’s often found with ink smudges on her fingers or bits of leaves in her hair after sneaking into the Forbidden Forest — not for trouble, but for discovery.

Background: 

The Lockfairs are a warm, vibrant wizarding family who live in a modest ivy-covered cottage just outside a wizard village in Devonshire. Iris is the eldest of three: she has a younger brother named Philip, wild and headstrong, and a younger sister named Angel, dreamy and bookish like Iris but with a more mischievous bend. Their parents — both librarians, her dad being a Quidditch fan — encouraged curiosity and kindness, and the Lockfair home is full of magical oddities, enchanted plants, books stacked in messy towers, and creatures both invited and uninvited.

She’s the kind of person everyone can count on—friendly, helpful, and down-to-earth. She’s not trying to be famous or heroic, just hoping to do her best and enjoy her years at Hogwarts. She was raised on a family farm filled with magical creatures—nifflers, unicorns, owls...—Iris has a gentle way with animals and a joyful curiosity about life. Iris spends a lot of time in the library and, star player herself, she is a huge fan of Quidditch (she's a chaser). Iris adores her younger siblings, and often writes letters home with stories from Hogwarts. She loves stargazing and reading. She has a pet ferret named Milo and a pet cat named Skye.

Personality:

Iris is equal parts bravery and heart, a true Gryffindor through and through — but not the loud, brash kind. Her courage is quiet and steadfast. She’ll stand up to bullies not by hexing them first, but by standing her ground and not flinching when they try to intimidate her. Her strength lies in her unyielding loyalty, the way she refuses to give up on people, and her belief that even the darkest things can have a sliver of light in them. 

She’s imaginative and thoughtful, often caught staring off into the distance or scribbling in a leather-bound journal filled with observations about magical beasts, constellation sketches, and dreams she can’t explain. She's highly intuitive — good at reading people, sometimes more than they'd like — and prefers honesty, even when it’s painful, even if she is a good liar. Her temper, though rare, is fierce when ignited. She’ll go toe-to-toe with anyone who threatens someone she loves.