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In the first post where Ana is introduced, my take on Katie beside her was...not so accurate due to amount of little space I had. So I went ahead and did a take-2 version of Katie in both stages of herself as a kitten and an adult. (You can probably tell which one is which.) The line-art is not mine; though I did make a few modifications to say the least. So let me formally introduce you to Ana’s kitten...KATIE, a Ravenclaw fluffy baby!

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Before Hogwarts-Ana’s Story (Part 1)

“Au clair de la lune,

Mon ami Pierrot,

Préte-moi ta plume

Pour écrire un mot.

Ma chandelle est morte,

Je n’pai plus de feu;

Ouvre-moi ta porte,

Pour l’amour de Dieu...”

Such familiar songs like this small piece was being played by the 10 year old French Canadian girl Anatasia, or Ana for short, from the source of her soft yet angelic-like voice. Accompanied by her little brother Justin and toddler sister Sarah, they preformed together as any other siblings would before their lucky parents; Peter & Kaitlyn—Peter being from England and Kaitlyn coming from France before they started a new life together in Québec after they wed years prior. This would be a family that quite literally described Canadian multiculturalism in its essence; a mosaic of all wondrous colours for each culture, language, background, and types of romance that made Canada what it is today,

“Au clair de la lune,

Pierott répondit:

Je n’ai pas de plume,

Je suis dans mon lit.

Va chez la voisine,

Je crois qu’elle y est,

Car dans sa cuisine

On bat le briquet.”

As Sarah gently tapped on the xylophone and Justin fiddled quietly on his violin, Ana’s voice seemed to have triggered a sense of star-lit like twinkling from the ceiling. Seeming like magic, the lights dimmed; startling Kaitlyn and Peter slightly, but when the beautiful, calming illusion of the night sky gleamed from above their heads, the parents gazed in awe. False snowflakes danced among them as the song continued its course through Ana’s melodious voice, a moon-like light transforming the living room into an extraordinary sight beyond words that couldn’t begin to describe it. The room stayed warm throughout these magical elements before the family, but when the song ended, so did the illusions.

“Where did all of that come from?” Peter asked when he turned to Kaitlyn for answers, “I get that you were a witch once but did our eldest daughter inherit it?” He waited for Kaitlyn to give her thoughts when Ana stepped forward in order to confess to something neither her folks knew of earlier.

“Mama, Papa, lately I have been affecting things around me. Especially when my moods change,” Ana admitted, “When I am happy, I cast calming waves of energy & light from the palms of my hands...when I am sad, only darkness and illusions of rain followed my every direction. I’m being teased in school because of this. Am I...normal?”

Normal.

That was the one word that Kaitlyn hated with a passion. She took Ana by the hand and stared deep into her daughter’s distraught hazel eyes.

“Listen to me, mon colombe...I have told you countless stories of my time in a school that’s meant for people like us. You have seen me preform very small, harmless charms that only the innocence and wild imagination in your eyes can see. True I am no longer considered a witch; but you...as long as you have the will to learn, you can be greater than I once was. You can heal the pure at heart and rid the wicked that try to ruin them. All you have to do, Ana, is believe in yourself. The magic runs strong in our family...my father has it. I had it. You have that power too.”

“With great power however comes immense responsibilities behind it,” Peter added, pulling Ana and Sarah into his arms playfully while Kaitlyn held Justin, “Whether or not you choose to go down the path your mother did, you must commit to it 110 percent. No excuses, no shortcuts, no running away. You and I are Thackerays, Ana. Thackerays can do anything if we set our mind to it...and if Justin or Sarah show signs of becoming potential magic users too then that is just as grand!”

“I understand, Papa,” Ana smiled with glee, hugging Peter and little Sarah before reaching over to Kaitlyn & Justin for their hugs as well, “Now then—Puis-je aller à la bibliothèque?”

TO BE CONTINUED IN PART 2...

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MEET MY FIRST HOGWARTS OC! NAME: Anastasia “Ana” Rowyn Thackeray AGE: 10 HEIGHT: 4”6 (1.37 meters) DOB: October 5th, 2007 NATIONALITY: Canadian (Montréal, Québec) BLOOD: 1/4 Witch, 3/4 Muggle LANGUAGES: Québécois-Français & English SOCIAL CLASS: Lower Middle Class PET: Katie (Tuxedo Kitten w/Green Eyes) FAMILY •Rowyn Allison-Thackeray (Great-Grandmother; deceased. 1904-1992) •Joseph Thackeray (Great-Grandfather; deceased. 1900-1984) •Christopher Thackeray (Grandfather; b.1945) •Elsa Rosette-Thackeray (Grandmother; b.1948) •Kaitlyn Johnson-Thackeray (Mother; b. 1990) •Peter Thackeray (Father; b. 1987) •Justin Thackeray (Adoptive-Younger Brother; b. 2012) •Sarah Thackeray (Youngest Sister; b. 2015) FIRST YEAR Started: September 2017 Wand: Black Walnut 10.7” w/ Unicorn Tail Hair Favoured Sub.: Animal & Plant Care Unfavoured Sub.: Potion Brewery Abilities: Novice Level Healing & Self Defense Quidditch Position: TO BE ANNOUNCED FUN FACTS Favourite Snack: Poutine Favourite Colour: Purple Favourite Song: “Au Clair De La Lune” Favourite Outdoor Game: Lacrosse Favourite Indoor Game: Wizard Chess Favourite TV Show: Adventure Time Unfavoured Game: Truth or Dare Unfavoured Snack: Broccoli Pizza Unfavoured Colour: Lime Unfavoured TV Show: Spongebob Squarepants Unfavoured Song: “Hello Kitty” Unfavoured Passtime: Silent Studying BIO COMING SOON

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