Anya-Serena Margaux

As gifted as Anya was her dad was furious the moment he found out she had the ability to transform and he didn't. Anya inherited the gift to be a Metamorphmagus from her grandfather and it seems it skipped one generation which lead to jealousy and envy from her father. Which ofcourse ended up with her being the outlet of all his anger and pent up frustration as her dad on a daily basis abused her. The beatings she could take but mentally it twisted her up inside. As a result from emotionel damage she was unable to control her physical form as from time to time the colour of her hair and eyes would change. Sadly enough, the boogeyman called her dad. thought otherwise. Thinking she did it on purpose to tease him and mock him for being inferior he hit her and hit her and then, hit her again. Continuously untill one day he had drawn blood. Her eyes swollen, her cheeks bruised and het temple and eyebrows cut open from his knuckles. He had to relieve his stress is what he kept saying to himself. Though it was more him thinking out loud and not noticing it for he was just a silly and stupid man. You'd think it was the love of her mother that kept her standing, right?

But no, her mother just watched because that was all she could and so watching was all she did. This brutal youth and way of bringing up a child taught her multiple lessons about life already at a very young age and the thing she learned most was something she'd remember for as long as she lived. Never will she be this stupid and never, ever, would she be a parent like the ones that ''raised'' her. Wild and stupid like her dad and ignorant and helpless like her mom. And all this misery would eventually break her and twist her. And so it did... On her 11th birthday Anya was so fed up with everything and so sad and depressed, that when she looked in the mirror, all she saw all but her own reflection. Because the very thing it reflected was a monster. Atleast that's what she thought and felt she was. Without realising it she sort off, became like her dad. Filled with hatred and anger, tormented all her life by the very thing she saw, she did something. Her gift or rather.. Ability, because at this moment, what she was planning to do, couldn't be called a gift. But she used it anyway as she changed into her father both in form and voice. With steady pace and confidence she stepped up towards her mom and started speaking. ''Dear, I don't want that thing to live in our house anymore, that spawn of us. Bring her somewhere where I never ever have to lay my eyes on her again.''

Both her mom and Anya herself were rather surprised for her father usually verbally as foul as possible suddenly talked like he had an actual proper upbringing. But her mom as witless and ignorant as she was complied to her husbands demands. So immediatly that very night she pulled Anya out of her bed, half consciously packed her things, which to be honest wasn't a lot stuff to pack. And brought her to her grandfather. When she arrived she teared up next to her grandfather. Told her everything that happened from the beatings to how she somehow changed into her father along with all his hatred and malice as that's how she saw him, as a monster. And when they were done talking. They just left, with a few necessities and belonings they left somewhere her parents would never find her. The next morning her dad found out what happened and in a hurry transported himself to his father's house. But it was empty besides some old dusty furniture as if there hasn't been a soul there for many years. Empty for all but one picture laying on the ground in the middle of the living room. It was a picture of his daughter and his father, her grandfather. A bit dusty but visible and on the other side a sentence written by his father's hands as he recognised his handwriting.

**''You will never miss the thing you have never felt in your life.''**

Now living with her grandfather, Anya learned how to control and live with her abilty alltough she is still a bit too young to fully control it and ofcourse be conscious of the consequences. But all that in due time as for now the most important thing is that her life is filled with warmth and love given by her grandfather. For now she thinks of her ability as a sickness that she can't fully grasp yet. Which was born as a way to process all the horrors of her youth.

## Magical characteristics

### Wand

Hazel, with a core of curupira hair, 25 centimeters