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NICKNAMES Vee
GENDER Female
FACECLAIM Julia Butters
BIRTHDAY May 25, 2054
BLOOD STATUS Half-Blood
SEXUAL ORIENTATION Figuring this out still
MTA Half-Veela
WAND Willow, 9¾ inches, unicorn hair — a bit springy and eager

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ATTENDING Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
YEAR (First-Seventh)
HOUSE (Gryffindor -or- Hufflepuff -or- Ravenclaw -or- Slytherin)

DREAM JOB Magizoologist, or perhaps a writer — she’s still deciding!


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Resilient and Independent Growing up in a house full of older siblings, Vee learned to stand on her own two feet. She’s determined to carve out her own identity at Hogwarts, even if that means sometimes standing apart.
Magical Mischief There’s a playful side that comes out when she’s comfortable — quick to laugh, sneak a cheeky prank, or charm her way out of minor trouble. She has a natural grace about her, but she’s still learning how to wield it wisely.
Warm-Hearted but Guarded Vee cares deeply for those she loves, especially her siblings. But with all the noise and tensions of a big family — and feeling a little different with her subtle glow — she sometimes holds her true feelings close, as if they were precious secrets.
Curious Dreamer Vee is endlessly fascinated by the world around her. She’s always asking questions, especially about magic and nature, wanting to understand how things work, even if that sometimes gets her into trouble.
Quietly Observant She notices small details others miss — a twitch of a smile, the way light shifts on a leaf, or when someone’s mood changes. This makes her intuitive and empathetic, but she doesn’t always share what she’s thinking.
Sensitive to Beauty and Music Veela magic connects her deeply to beauty, especially music and art. She finds solace in quiet moments with a song or painting, where she can express feelings words don’t capture.


LIKES
■ Tuesdays
■ Cookie dough and baking
■ dragon stories
■ gardening
■ singing, sketching, the arts
■ telling secrets (and making people pinky promise to keep them safe)

DISLIKES
■ being told to be quiet
■ know-it-alls
■ thunderstorms
■ neat-freaks
■ goodbyes

STRENGTHS
■ quick thinker
■ big-hearted

WEAKNESSES
■ impulsive
■ too trusting

FEARS
■ losing her siblings

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EARLY CHILDHOOD

Vee was born on a warm May day, the kind that smells like fresh grass and new beginnings. Her skin always had this faint purple undertone — so soft and subtle that most people didn’t notice, but Vee felt it was a little secret just for her. Her dad wasn’t around much, but when he was, he tried hard to make up for it with big, flashy gestures: birthday parties bursting with too many balloons, surprise trips to the zoo, and making the silliest faces at the breakfast table just to see her laugh.

Her mum, Kandace, was the real heart of the house. Always ready with a hug, a bandage, or just the right words when life got bumpy. Vee looked up to her like the strongest person she knew. When Dad made it clear from the start that he wasn’t going to be part of their everyday life — okay, he still checked in sometimes, but it was clear they had to find their own space — Kandace stepped up with fierce love and made their small house feel like the safest place in the world.

Then there was Zack, her oldest brother and partner-in-crime. He was the one who taught her how to climb trees — and just as importantly, how to fall out of them without crying. When Vee felt sad, Zack would bring her wildflowers and whisper the difference between a good secret and a dangerous one.
With three older brothers, two older sisters, and a little sister, the house was often a swirl of noise and chaos. But it wasn’t just Zack who mattered. Yak — her older brother who was home the most — was a quiet constant, like the steady rhythm behind the family’s pulse. When Yak was sad after Yarrick left, Vee always sensed it, quietly sitting close by, humming soft, calming songs that seemed to soothe him better than words ever could.

When Vee felt the flicker of her Veela magic — the purple glow beneath her skin brightening when she wasn’t careful — it was Yak’s presence that helped her settle back into herself. He took on responsibility naturally, especially when the others were off at Hogwarts, making sure the house didn’t fall apart while still leaving space for the little moments — like sitting together in the garden or sharing a secret smile.

When the house got too loud or too quiet, Vee would slip away to the garden, clutching a tangle of weeds and her notebook. She swore the plants listened better than most grown-ups did. School wasn’t always easy — some kids noticed the strange undertone to her skin or the way her emotions could feel almost electric, and that made her a target for teasing. But Vee learned early to keep her purple hue tucked just beneath the surface — a lot of makeup, a lot of quiet smiles — like a secret shield. She wasn’t flashy or loud. Her Veela nature was subtle, woven into her quiet strength, her empathy, and the way she could calm the storms around her just by being near.


SCHOOL YEARS
FIRST YEAR ~

Her Hogwarts letter came on a Tuesday, which she thought was perfect. She’d always liked Tuesdays — something about the way the week still had a bit of hope in it. She was elbow-deep in cookie dough when the owl tapped on the window. Ursa nearly tackled her with excitement — she’d always said she’d get in. Vee was determined to try every class and probably get lost at least three times a week.

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