Titania Black

Backstory

Being from one of the most affluential pureblood families that have graced the Wizarding World, I have high expectations to live up to. One of those is to complete my schooling, with the most extraordinary grades Hogwarts has ever seen, for my productive future in Wizarding Britain. My favourite classes to attend are Defence Against the Dark Arts, due to my extensive knowledge in light and dark spells along with my quick reflexes and manoeuvrability, and, from my precise preparation of chopping and crushing ingredients and brewing skills, potions. Having, of course, been placed in the notoriously infamous Slytherin House I have the tool of being slightly admired because of the power that my proud family have amassed from their businesses and regal displays in public while visiting charitable organisations and exquisite galas. I, myself, have orchestrated a number of fans owing to my flawless beauty and desirable fashion style, collected over my travels from world-class award-winning expensive designers that have worked their art around my hourglass body.

My wealthy, well-established upper-class family is one that had survived both Wizarding Wars, not having favoured with the Dark Lord or with Dumbledore but keeping our opinions little and scarce, we have been able to survive with only a few minor injuries and casualties. I have a prim and proper father named Themis Black, a publically popular family man, who has accumulated a world renowned business that was set up by previous deceased relatives in the year 1457 and has been passed down from father to son. He is consistently being overruled by my mother, but when photographed for the papers he seems to interpret a cold, callous man that polarises his true identifying personality. My mother Cassiopeia Black, coming from the Malfoy family, is very peculiar with her looks which have obviously been grasped on by oneself and likes to be a loving involved mother behind closed doors, yet out on display, she becomes an elegant walking ice queen with an air of authority and arrogance.

My younger brother Thule Black, a true Gryffindor prankster following in the footsteps of our Great Uncle Sirius Black, is an over energised, Quidditch playing womaniser. He charms ladies as though it were simply breathing for him. He has a crowd of high-pitched squealing and giggling females that trape behind him, some even confident to ask him out on a date to Hogsmeade. His dark brown effortlessly frazzled hair and striking grey eyes put him in Witch Weekly as the most desired bachelor and teenager around. However the truth shows another side to him- he has a long-term stunning girlfriend, that, thankfully, the paparazzi haven't caught onto, and who loves him dearly.

My older twin brother, Triton Black, a studious yet extravagant male gem that the press fawn over aside from the younger generation has the whole population guaranteed to love him with his friendly engaging personality and fanciable appearance. He and I have a 'twin connection', a rare occurrence between twins that allows them to hear, think and understand what their sibling is feeling. This has brought us closer and subtly dependent on each other.

Our house elves, Chomp, Mars, Chrunchie, Daim, Bounty, Flake, Galaxy, KitKat and Lindor, are all paid, clothed joyous elves that are perfectly content to wait on us. My twin and I named our elves from our muggle obsession of chocolate bars gathered from our secret outings into the muggle world. I adore the muggle shops, Louboutins, Dior, Burberry and Sophia Webster specifically, their designs are so fresh besides new and have shocked our Wizarding population with a shared infatuation.