Name : Alexa Jane Ash
Gender : Female
Age :
Year :
House : Ravenclaw

Ethnicity : British
Hair/Eye Color : Chestnut Brown/Green

Pet : No pet, her father hates animals
Home Life :
Jonathan Ash- Age 42,The current head of the prominent Ash family (though not if his brother had his way). The Ash family is old blood in the wizarding community though the name has been slightly tarnished due to a rumor that one of the family members ran off with a muggle after faking his death, returning five years later with a child (Jonathan) bumping his younger brother Marcus into second in line. “Well, people do talk, don’t they?”
Father of Alexa and Charlie Ash.

Daisy Marie Ash- Age 39, youngest child of the Greene family and the mother of Alexa and Charlie Ash. She has four siblings: Minerva, Rose, Jessica, and Hope. Babied though scorned as the family was left no male heir she tends to go though the motions of being a happy carefree mother but falls a little short. She met Jonathan at a social meeting of the upper class families. Deathly afraid of loosing the youth she thinks she won Jonathan with, she’s probably right.

Charlie Ash- Age 7. Old enough to know he can be annoying and no one can stop him because of his father.

Diving deeper : Alexa just wants to read and write. She enjoys making poetry and spending her free hours in the school library and making excuses for not coming home during the Winter breaks. She was the shame of the family when she was sorted into Ravenclaw instead of Slytherin. People generally describe her as “out of it” as she has a tendency to let her mind wander and mumble prose under her breath wile looking at almost anything. Despite that she is a good friend to the few people who can understand her.
Favorite subjects: Herbolgy, Charms
Least Favorite Subject: Potions

Taking a closer look :... “I am your guide from point “A” to “B”.
For me, every child in Hogwarts is no Myst-er-y.
Just a little poking around inside your head and I can see your Des-tin-y.
I’m the sorting hat you See!”
Ohhhh…that’s quite a good bit could I use that in my song next year? “No problem.”
That’s quite a mind you have there, yes I know where to put you…
“Yes, yes, tradition and all that…”
Your perfect for…RAVENCLAW!
“Wait what?! I’m supposed to be in Slyther-“
Professor McGonagall pulled off the hat before she could finish, the sound of cheering was deafening as a flurry of blue and bronze hands and robes waved with approval. Alex’s face went scarlet, her temperature rose, her stomach flopped like a goldfish out of water from embarrassment or possibly some rare tropical illness she hoped would stroke her dead within a few minutes. The Professor shoved off the platform and toward Ravenclaw’s table. This was a mistake…a HUGE mistake. She took a gigantic gulp of air to prevent her from crying and having a runny nose. After the feast is done, she would go to Dumbledore and explain to him the sorting hat was wrong and this nightmare would be over…