Freya Reiss

Backstory

It all started where most tales start: an orphanage. Wool's Orphanage, to be exact. I was wandering through the halls as usual, when I came across a strange door I'd never seen before, and decided to go in. Inside was a small but nice library that I didn't even know we had. Because the library was so small, it didn't take me long to find something interesting. A black leather bag with a strange crest on it sat in the corner in a heap. The crest was embedded into the fabric with a "H" in the center, and a lion, snake, raven, and badger surrounding it. When I opened the bag, vials of every shape and size filled it, each labeled in the most beautiful cursive handwriting I'd ever seen. One vial caught my eye. Though it was faded, I was able to make the writing out so say "Shrinking Potion." I figured giving it a try would be better than staying at the orphanage for the rest of my life, and drank the potion.The about the half ounce that I drank of the potion shrank me down to the width of a loaf of bread. I used the drops of the potion to shrink the antidote and went out through the mail slot on the door. After I escaped, I drank the antidote and fled on a stolen bicycle. After that, I don't really know what happened. I must've blacked out, because I woke up on a train wearing black robes with that same crest on them I had seen on the bag with the vials in it. There was a note with me as well. I told me ( and it literally spoke, which was terrifying) that I was a witch and I was to be attending Hogwarts; a school for witches and wizards. To this day, I still don't know who sent me there with the note. I was sorted into my Hogwarts house Slytherin by a singing hat. I took fast to potion-making, and am currently an apprentice to Mr. J. Pippin at his shop, J. Pippin's Potions.