Ravyn Grihm

Backstory

Being from a family of narcissistic purebloods, it was no surprise that I was sorted into Slytherin. The hat made a snap decision, and within a few seconds, I was in Slytherin. I found myself take an uncanny liking to potions, excelling at it, however herbology had become my downfall. I am awful at herbology, even if I do show promise. My pureblood heritage didn't affect me that much, excluding the odd comment about death eaters, but that was a common occurrence, so it didn't bother me- at least I wasn't there when it happened, that could have made it considerably worse. Feigned ignorance has become an asset to my confidence and social survival- but it won't last forever, and I know that. But none of that will mater when I leave school, I can focus on my study of the human anatomy, my magical prowess should help me greatly. I find it fascinating how magic can knit the human body back together, I aspire to be a great healer, knowing the ins and outs of the anatomy. One of the few comforts I have is my pet cat, Nightshade. She can be a mischievous minx, however, but that's what makes her so loveable. My family do little to comfort me, as there seems to be a rift between us at the moment; a feud. Not that I would be told about that, being only 15. At least they had the courtesy to get me Nightshade.