Heidi

Backstory

I am Rowena Ravenclaw's descendant. She told me in a dream not too long ago, and every night since I've had successive dreams that have been pieces in the puzzle. What I know is that she favoured women to men, and it was unacceptable during her lifetime. Helga Hufflepuff was her closest friend, Godric Gryffindor coming in close second. He knew of their forbidden love, and offered to help them hide their romance by giving Rowena a child and acting as her lover. Helena Ravenclaw was born, and her name is a combination of (Hel)ga + Row(ena). The story goes on, but the details are fuzzy and hidden from the public (partially due to the violent nature of them). Helena was told about her mother's secret on her 18th birthday, and fell into a downwards spiral which led to a dangerous love affair with The Bloody Baron. Little did she know of his insanity when entering the relationship, but she soon found out when he forced her to bear his child. Her fear led her to steal her mother's diadem in hopes that it would give her the wisdom to save her child, so she disappeared to a far-off land called Albania. Rowena, being the great sorceress that she was, divined her daughter's location and asked The Bloody Baron to bring her home before she died of a fatal illness (partially brought on by the heartache of losing Helena). But when The Baron reached Helena, he grew mad with rage to discover that Helena gave their son to an orphanage and proceeded to killed her, then himself. Rowena, overcome with grief, died that day after creating a prophecy that in many generations, someone worthy of spreading the truth would be born, and on their 18th birthday they will have changed the world.

I was born in Pennsylvania, to Muggle parents. They were aware of stories of ancestors who have possessed magical qualities, but their parents didn't quite fit the characteristics of a witch or wizard, at least according to the movies. But when I was brought into this world, they said that I wasn't like most babies. Too alert, observant, intelligent, as if I was an old soul in a new body. During my childhood, I learned things very quickly, and I loved to read. Being absorbed in a fantasy world was my favorite pastime, and ordinary things like Muggle school held no interest for me. As I got older, I realized that life holds many secrets, and magic is one of them. It comes in all shapes and forms, and with excellent researching skills and practice I managed to study a variety of things--- healing, divination, telepathy, and with firm willpower and intention, even managed to perform small spells with much success.

I caught the attention of a few local witches who spoke to the head of Ilvermorny, the prestigious wizarding school in America, but apparently the British wizarding school, Hogwarts, was looking to try something new--- offering their school to young magic users all across the world. A representative from Ilvermorny contacted my parents and explained that all fees would be taken care of, and I would be receiving the finest education of modern times in exchange for acting as a diplomat for our country. Despite their hesitation to let me go, especially so far alone at a young age, they could hardly deny the opportunity to help me progress with my studies, which I had gotten quite passionate about. And so I was sent across the Atlantic to pursue my dreams.