(http://i982.photobucket.com/albums/ae304/WhimsicalWhimzy/tumblr_ll62yr5yDz1qa4cp2o1_400_zps3fddae12.jpg)<br/><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Adelaide Cruz (http://i982.photobucket.com/albums/ae304/WhimsicalWhimzy/MV5BMTU5MzM1NzM3Ml5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwNDcxMjU3Nw__V1__SX640_SY960__zpsb5048fb2.jpg)<br/><br/><strong>Age:</strong>21<br/><br/><strong>Gender:</strong>Female<br/><br/><strong>Race:</strong>Human/Spanish<br/><br/><strong>Status:</strong>Muggleborn<br/><br/><strong>Position:</strong>Student/Healer<br/><br/><strong>Signature Spell</strong>Vulnera Sanentur ( A healing spell that is used for extreme injuries) Animagus form: She is a registered animagus, her form being: A marbled polecat<br/><br/><strong>Wand:</strong>(10 inches/Unicorn Hair/Rowan)<br/><br/><strong>Mirror, Mirror on the Wall:</strong>Adelaide (http://i982.photobucket.com/albums/ae304/WhimsicalWhimzy/80962013_5PyveYCg_anaensalon2_zps31eaf1ce.jpg) is a small woman, taking after her mother and standing at a proud five-foot even. And while her short statue might make reaching the high shelves a pain, She doesn't let it get in her way. Naturally tan, Addie has hazel-green eyes. And a lovely smile, when she bothers to show it.<br/><br/>Small featured, she has a sweet face and a voice to match. But thanks to a rough and tumble childhood, she is the owner of some noticeable reminders of childhood stupidity.<br/>A large wavy scar beneath her left collarbone, a crescent at the corner of her right eyebrow. Ah, the memories.<br/><br/>When not dressed in uniform as a healer, or wearing her wizarding clothing. Addie does still favor some of her muggle clothes. Mostly long skirts paired with spaghetti straps.<br/><br/><strong>In my heart of hearts:</strong><br/><br/>Addie is a stubborn, proud young woman. Very intelligent, Addie goes after what she wants with passion, and refuses to let anyone stand in her way. She views herself as a pillar of strength for others, but has a difficult time allowing anyone to return the favor. She is rarely without a book, and enjoys many different subjects, including some muggle literature. She is bold, blunt and someone who pushes others to think for themselves.<br/><br/>At times, Addie can let herself become to focused, or serious. And she seems to not always get certain kinds of humor, but if you can manage to make her laugh, its quite an achievement. Addie isn't very romantically savvy, having sacrificed relationships while in school, for her studies or hobbies.<br/><br/><strong>My Dark Past:</strong><br/><br/>My name is Adelaide Cruz, and let me tell you something. I'm only 'Addie' to people I like. In my old world, I was just a normal kid, well as normal as a kid can be when strange things tend to happen around you. But you get used to randomly appearing places you never meant to be, or once I swear I lit my annoying aunt's wig on fire. I didn't really grow up having many grand expectations for my life. I was a southern born girl whose mom worked at  a local night club, a dad who worked some nine to five job he hated talking about. But I wasn't doing so bad for a kid whose primary education came from running the streets with the other kids.<br/><br/>Oh, I forgot to mention something. I'm an all american kind of girl.<br/><br/>I never once thought witches, wizards, or anything that went bump in the night was real. Heck, if my ma had heard me talking about that nonsense she would tan my behind.<br/>But that's just the thing isn't it? It is the stuff you would never believe could happen to you, that does.<br/><br/>I've heard of the 'black sheep" of the family, the crazy aunt who has the weird hobbies, or the weird  uncle who always seems to be traveling. It rocked my entire family right down to its core when I got the acceptance letter to Salem's Academy. My ma couldn't believe it, and still to this day finds it hard to accept. My dad, bless his heart didn't know what to do with me, but loved and supported me anyway. After some very awkward trips into the Wizarding World, my mother while she loved me, and will always just couldn't handle that magic was real, and that her daughter was 'gifted' as she says.<br/><br/>I know she hoped the 'gift' had ended with me, and that the random mutation that caused my weirdness didn't infect my little brother. Since he is currently seven years old, and a fairly normal if bratty kid. It's still a bit early to tell. But something I'll never let my Ma know..I'm silently crossing my fingers for him. My Dad sent me to live with my Uncle Nick, maybe a year after we all learned I was different. He took me on and introduced me to my new world. A world of dragons and unicorns, and of course..of witches and wizards. Right now, I'm still in school..and not entirely sure what I want to settle on just yet. I've dabbled in dueling, played curse-breaker for a year and even enjoyed helping others as a healer for a few months. Yes, Healing and helping others is something that brings me joy, and I'm damn good at it too. But, there is just so much this world has to offer, I doubt I'll really ever settle on just one thing.<br/><br/><em>Contra vim mortis non crescit herba in hortis/No herb grows in the gardens against the power of death.</em><br/>