XIN, Antonella Lucia - FINISHED!

I don’t think there’s really much to tell you here, is there? I’m the oldest of three — Half Chinese, half Italian. I won’t bore you with the details of how my parents met, but lets just say it involved an underground gambling ring in Shanghai in the 80s. They moved to London after that, intent on settling down and having themselves a right proper family. Instead, they got us. The Xin siblings (The oldest: Louther, the middle child: Springer, and me) were always too much to handle. Born within a year of one another, we drove our parents up the bloody wall.

All of us were athletic, choosing to play not only Quidditch in our free time, but football during the summer months. We were agile and quick — me most of all, as I grew to be only 5’2”. Louther, the oldest, tallest, and the brute, could barely outrun me by the time I had reached age seven.

It was around age ten when I first noticed it (Though it could have been happening for years before that, my parents always said they always thought something was off about my nose…). The shift of my emotions often brought about a shift in my hair color. Laughter turned it a bright shade of yellow, embarrassment a blushing shade of pink. When I was calm, my hair would settle back into the shiny brown I had inherited from my mother. That’s right, folks, I found out that I was a Metamorphmagus.

I guess it comes in handy now and then at the Ministry. It’s easy to infiltrate an operation when you can change your appearance at will. I can be anyone at any time, so watch your back.