Nona Greenvale

Backstory

I am the offspring of Ignart, the demon king, and Nimue, the the lake faery, otherwise known as one of the most powerful beings that have ever existed. At first I was part faery-part mundane but my father bit me and turned me into a half demon-half faery hybrid. After that I was not allowed to play with any of the other faery children and I refused to play with the spawn of demons, so I was quite lonely as a child. I wrote my thoughts on paper and used my magic to make the thoughts come to life. But my perfect little world was crushed the day that I turned 11. I was accepted into Hogwarts, and I was not only going to be separated from the only place and people that have somewhat appreciated me, but I was also going to a new school with kids my age. People have always found me.....strange. And magical folk can ask too many questions about things that they don’t understand, but merely want to understand. Saying that I would like to use my powers all the time would be a massive exaggeration. They’re.....scary to say the least. And I know that just one slip up can make me loose myself or worse. Sometimes I see things. Bad things. My mother gave me one gift before she walked out of my life. The ability to see the truth in all things. One touch. That’s all it takes to see the entire history on someone or something. I can control but it’s hard to do when I’m scared or in distress.