Azzy Zhang

This is slightly inaccurate as it is from a random face generator, I'm commissioning a drawing of her so I'll update it once it's done!

## Personal Information

### Also Known As:

Azalea, Azzy, Azz, Lea (Only by very close friends.)

## Physical Description

### Skin Colour:

A bit on the paler side, but pretty average.

## Magical

### Wand:

Black walnut wood, 11½ inches, phoenix feather core, decently supple

### Patronus:

Don't ask her this, she'll get sad because she can't cast one despite trying many, many times.

### Abilities:

Magic (She's a witch, what do you expect?), flying (Yes, she can use a broom), writing (She is planning on asking the librarian if she can put her newest novella in the library), acting.

### Amortentia:

Thanks to some creepy boy she had the misfortune to meet in her 2nd year, she knows that it's the smell of azalea flowers. Not because she is self-centered, but because it smells like home.

Azzy Zhang, born Azalea Zhang, is a fourth year Ravenclaw student at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. She was born to muggle parents, who gave her up for adoption soon after her birth. Ashley, a pureblood witch and Azzy's adoptive mother, adopted her from a muggle orphanage, and they have been living with each other since.

## Appearance

Azzy is quite tall for a 14-year-old, standing at a height of 5 feet 6 inches. According to a muggle doctor, she would probably grow a few more inches soon. She has blond, almost white hair that is almost always worn loose. Her eyes are pale blue and often compared to the color of the sky in the early morning. She wears earrings sometimes, but they are usually hidden by her thick blond hair if she is wearing them at all.

## Personality

Azzy is usually very quiet, but always willing to help. But if you become her friend, you will have the privilege of seeing the other side of her few get to witness. The quiet, studious girl will melt right before your eyes, reappearing with a bolder smile and louder, more confident voice. She can be cheerful and bubbly too!

Despite her quietness, no one really picks on Azzy because of her way with words, magical *and* non-magical. She can cast scarily powerful spells, but she doesn't use them much. Instead, she relies on her words. If anyone asks her if the reason she's so quiet is because she's too dumb to speak, she will reply "Well, maybe you should be quiet too." without missing a beat.

## Pre-Hogwarts

Azzy was adopted at the age of 2 from a muggle orphanage by her adoptive mother, Ashley. No one knew that Azzy was magical, Ashley just expected a normal muggle life. But the duo were ecstatic when Azzy received her Hogwarts letter, and Ashley rushed her off to Diagon Alley the very next day.

## First Year

In Azzy’s first year at Hogwarts, she was sorted into Ravenclaw. Nothing much really happened then, but she vividly remembers nearly failing charms. She was extremely frustrated by this to the point that she spent the entire summer practicing charms theory.

## Second Year

Azzy’s efforts paid off, as evidenced by her getting one of the highest marks in charms. Ashley sent her a small azalea sapling which she planted next to her bed to remind her of home. She also met a creepy third year who spiked her drink with a powerful love potion. It smelt like azalea flowers, like home. She was tempted to drink it, but she remembered that root beer wasn’t supposed to smell like flowers. As for the boy, he got expelled. Serves him right, that idiot.

## Third Year

Azzy got her mother to sign her Hogsmeade form. Azzy secretly believes that the main reason her mother signed it was just to get Honeydukes sweets, but she would never tell Ashley that. Ashley also agreed to bring Mayo, Azzy’s cat, to Hogwarts on the condition that she’s brought to a muggle doctor.

## Azzy's Work

Azzy has written a lot of random things, which can be read here. Please note that Azzy is by no means a professional, and all the stories that are said to be written by her are actually written by \_pl00mf\_, the person that plays her.

### Silence

The atmosphere was silent. I wandered up and down the paths of the abandoned village, knowing I was the only soul there. I took comfort in the silence, as it reminded me of my aloneness.

Suddenly, a flash of black ran past me. A black cat. Worry crept down my spine. Was that a death omen? "Isn't this a beautiful night? Look at that gorgeous full moon!" I said to myself, flipping the subject like a coin in my hand.

Walking is so calming. As I ambled down the deserted roads, I lost track of time. Suddenly, the same black cat from before darted past me again. Then I began to worry. Was it a sign of my doom? I watched the cat bolt soundlessly to a deserted house. I've heard rumours about this specific house. How a witch lived there and was annoyed by the noise the village made. The witch then cursed the town with eternal silence until the end of time, or so the stories say.

I walked over to the house, listening for noises. Nothing. I knocked on the door, producing a sound barely audible. "Hello?" I said worriedly, "Anyone home?" No reply. How could I be so stupid! If the cat got in, the door must've been unlocked. So I can go in too! I tried to push open the door. To my horror, it didn't open. Someone was there.

At that moment, I prayed for the silence to stop.

### Voice in the Abyss

Celena looked around the house. An eerie vibe. Yet it was broad daylight. What could possibly harm her? Little did she know, she was in for a horrible surprise...

"Oh look, a manhole!" She said as she stepped over the round hole. Wait... hole? Wasn't there supposed to be a cover? She stared into the dark, seemingly bottomless, hole. A strange hissing noise came out of the hole, like the sound of air being let out of a balloon. Suddenly...

"Come down here, Celena, I will take good care of you..."

A creepy, slow voice hissed. Celena shivered in fright.

"W-who are you?"

Celena asked.

But the voice only repeated its strange phrase.

She looked back into the abyss. Nothing.

"Must..go...in" Celena mumbled. She suddenly felt the intense urge to jump into the hole. She held herself back, reminding herself that would result in death. Either that, or she'll get caught by that... thing. But her legs seemed to move off their own accord.

"Flump" The mud squished under Celena's weight. She waited in the hole.

"Welcome girl, I can help you now..."

### Failed Magic

I raise my wand, words already on my lips,

My only goal: Turning a teapot into a rabbit's hip.

I yell the words, trying to cast a spell of transfiguration,

But to my dismay, the rabbit lives only in my imagination.

I try many times more,

Screaming the words 'till my throat's sore,

But it doesn't work.

In my heart, sadness lurks.

(This was written after Azzy failed to recreate a spell in her transfiguration class.)