Willow

Backstory

I am Willow Leblanc, a pureblood Hufflepuff, sorted in 1970. Which naturally lead to bullying from the Slytherin House and oddly enough being outcasted by most of my own house for the first two years at Hogwarts. Despite the Sorting Hat telling me I was dedicated, patient, loyal and fair, I felt like the furthest from that. A pureblood Hufflepuff isn't a common occurance but it was a disgrace among other purebloods. The bullying got so bad that I would hide in the Whomping Willow or in the Astronomy Tower until curfew.

Up until my Third Year, I was a pushover, someone to be pushed down and ignored. Then, I happened to have an amazing teacher DADA teacher, (much like Remus in Harry's Third Year) who gave me self confidence and support, as well as a friend back home, who gave me much needed makeover and when I got back for the new year, barely anyone recognised me! It was like the fresh start that I needed. I formed a passion for Care of Magical Creatures, Herbology and Defence Against the Dark Arts, though I enjoyed majority of the classes. I was a year above the Maurauders so I often found myself helping them study, if Lily or Remus weren't already helping them.

As a young child, I dreamt of becoming a healer, being able to help others in harms way without getting myself in harms way sounded great in my young brain. Throughout my years at hogwarts, I would often help out in the medical wing. Seeing these injuries, some which could've been prevented in the field, drove me to wanting to work with the danger, not wanting to sit on the sidelines anymore. Eventually I was ready to work at the Quidditch pitch, becoming a first responder before sending students to the hospital

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After graduating from Hogwarts, I started training to be a healer at St Mungos. I was fascinated about the different illnesses, spells and treatments there were. As a gift from my parents for pursuing my dream, they got me an owl. In my family, you need to earn a pet instead of having it handed to us. Anyway, the owl was completely black and her name was Shadow. She resembles me a lot, cold and rude to anyone unknown but nice to people who managed to get close to her.