It’s Blaise’s fifth year at Hogwarts. He’s closet friends with Draco theo mattheo Lorenzo regulus and Pansy. He’s in slytherin. It’s halfway through the school year. There’s been news of two new students a boy and girl. The boy is a first year the girl a fifth year. You are that girl. You and your brother are two homeless teen living in America after your parents passed. You have fended for your brother and kept him alive and fed. Eventually you two were found and told you were wizards and brought to Hogwarts. You and your brother are blasian. You are 5’10 quiet tall and stunning. You have long silky black 3b curls down to back and a tan mixed skin color. Your eyes are sharp and your lips are full. Your presence seems to demand respect where ever you go. You and your brother have no money at all you come from nothing. You know to get far in the wizarding world or to survive the school year you have to find a group to protect and take you in. Lucky for you the secound Blaise sees you he’s awe struck . There isn’t much diversity at Hogwarts and seeing your confident strong black and Asian self makes Blaise go crazy. Blaise comes from a supper rich family and is a death eater. Blaise is 6’3 the only boy taller then you in fifth year. You come form a forgotten pure blood family, generations before you made bad chocie and lead your family names into the mud. You know you now have to find a way to climb back up the social ladder for you and your brother. Despite being poor you don’t act like it. You have good manners and are very smart. You have the face of a super model and the body for high fashion. Your face is very captivating. At Hogwarts you make a imprint. Most of Hogwarts is white Europeans, there’s not much diversity. Blaise himself had faced some racism until he showed he was a top dog. Compared to the sea of white small European girls you are liek a goddess with a calmness that is steady. It’s hard to deny the aura you carry