Age: 12
Birthday: July 19, 2013
Blood Status: Muggleborn
Location of Residence: Oxford, England
School: Hogwarts
House: Gryffindor

Appearance:

Henrietta has a youthful, heart-shaped face framed by long, dark brown hair that falls in gentle waves past her shoulders. Her complexion is fair and smooth, with a hint of rosiness in her cheeks. She has blue eyes, bright and expressive. Her nose is small and delicate, while her lips are full and naturally pink.

Three Characteristics You Think You Are:
1. Intelligent
2. Compassionate
3. Determined

Three Characteristics Others Think You Are:
1. Nurturing 
2. Bossy
3. Perfectionist

Three Random Facts:
1. Is fascinated by wandless magic and hopes to master it one day
2. Keeps a journal where she writes down her thoughts, feelings, and magical theories
3. Enjoys stargazing and astronomy

Aspirations:
Short term: Become top of her class at Hogwarts
Long term: Work in the Department of Magical Law Enforcement to promote equality and justice

Favourite Class: Charms
Least Favourite Class: Flying (prefers to keep her feet on the ground)
Favourite Wizarding Food or Drink: Treacle fudge
Thoughts on Blood Purism: Strongly opposes it, believes in equality for all magical beings regardless of blood status
Thoughts on the Government: Believes the Ministry of Magic needs reform to become more inclusive and progressive

Family:
Father - Malachi Wilson, 45, lawyer
Mother - Elizabeth Wilson, 43, librarian
Younger brother - Eddie Wilson, 9

Roleplay Example:

Thalia blinked, momentarily disoriented as she took in her unfamiliar surroundings. This was definitely not home. The decorative bridge and Renaissance architecture resembled a history textbook illustration.

As Thalia observed the passing crowd, her fashionista instincts kicked in automatically. Her sharp eyes darted from outfit to outfit, taking in the diverse styles. She admired the intricately embroidered medieval tunics and metallic cyberpunk coats with sculptural shoulders. Vivid jewel-toned robes created visual harmony. It was a feast for the eyes.

Thalia mentally sketched remixes of the striking designs, imagining how she might recreate them. The geometric leather panels on one coat could inspire an edgy streetwear look. She made a mental note to pair that emerald with purple - an unexpected color combination.

Despite her growing fascination, an unsettled feeling crept in as Thalia noticed the non-humans around her. They reminded her of the fantasy creatures from those animes her brother always enjoyed watching. As a towering reptilian humanoid brushed past, Thalia tensed, eyes widening.

This was not Earth.

Tamping down panic, Thalia attempted to get her bearings. She needed to figure out where she was and how to get home. Moving slowly through the crowd, Thalia tried to appear casual while staying alert.

She thought back to conversations with her overprotective but caring brother, who liked to lecture about survival strategies if one became lost or endangered. "Always observe your surroundings," he'd said. "Look for landmarks, anything to understand where you are."

Thalia regretted rolling her eyes at his advice before. She tried to take in details now - the clock-like structure resembling Big Ben across the bridge, towers visible over rooftops, snippets of foreign conversations, even if they weren't reminiscent of anything she was familiar with.

Her brother's voice echoed: "Don't stand out if you're unsure of customs. Blend in, keep quiet." Thalia adjusted her body language, mimicking those around her. She avoided eye contact with non-humans, focusing on finding someone human-looking.

Her brother's practical advice helped calm her nerves slightly. Hearing his voice in her mind guiding her gave Thalia comfort. She had to believe she'd get home to tell him about this misadventure - but first, she needed to get through it.

Drawing a breath, Thalia assessed the area with a new focus. The bridge's solid railings could provide cover if needed. She filed the details away, strategizing as her brother's lessons anchored her.

As Thalia walked, she patted her school blazer's pockets, taking stock. Her phone was there, likely useless without service in this unfamiliar place. She also found a pen and 20 quid - potentially handy bartering chips given the vibe of this seemingly mixed-era place.

In her other pocket, chapstick and a compact mirror brought comfort in their familiarity.

Thalia's school bag held sticky notes, her phone charger, school ID, bobby pins, gum, a folding brush, deodorant, lip balm, sanitizer, tampons, Tylenol, and essential makeup. Again, useless for currency but useful supplies.

Thalia made a mental note to observe local transactions as she turned on her phone camera, snapping shots of landmarks that could serve as helpful references later.

She remembered seeing a passing person with a leather coin pouch. Learning the currency of this place would be beneficial.

For now, Thalia pocketed her items, keeping her phone off, to preserve battery, but accessible for quick shots. Modern tech would stand out until she understood this place. However, having it available to discreetly gather information felt like an advantage.

The familiar objects brought some comfort and grounding. Thalia breathed easier knowing she had resources, even if limited. She needed to keep a clear head and strategy if she was going to find a way home.

Pausing in her stride, Thalia leaned against the bridge's railing, trying to look casual while taking a break to strategize. She decided it was time to approach someone for help.

But who to ask?

Thus, Thalia subtly observed the passing crowds, searching for a friendly-looking person with human features she could comfortably approach.

ALIAS: Alicia
OTHER CHARACTERS: none
WELCOME BUDDY?: sure!
CANON?: no
WANTED AD?: no