History

Claire Rae Adams was the second child of Alba and Renly Adams a rather odd older couple in their early 50's. With their son already in his twenties, now were the years that they ought to have spent enjoying their time together. It was then with some sadness after only two months of life that Claire's father Renly passed away suddenly in his sleep. Claire's mother tried desperately to hold things together, a struggling older woman with no life prospects, but her mind was failing her and then odd things began to happen around the house. Things moving on their own, lightbulbs exploding  when an angry toddler didn't get her way. It wasn't long before Claire was dumped into the arms of her brother by a disgruntled social worker at 5 years old.

More of a father than a brother, Ellis did all her could to look after his younger sister, though their was some resentment for a few years, he soon came to love the responsibility and forged a family of his own, of which he was only to happy for Claire to be a part of.

Claire grew up a happy, loved little girl despite feeling that she was somehow different. Never wanting for anything more though, she became incredibly protective of all she had.  

Acceptance Letter Response

Running across the acres of tall, lush grass, her hair flowing out behind her, Claire's eyes dropped to the watch on her wrist. She was late. Again. Her brother was going to murder her. She hadn't even meant to do it, she'd become distracted watching some of the local farmers shear their sheep, watched how they did it with such precision, without hurting the sheep, and... then it was somehow dark. Yep, she was definitely in for one hell of a tongue-lashing. She kept up her pace, seeing the large, stoned cottage up ahead and pushed her legs harder, reaching the door quicker than she'd expected. Bustling through the door with her hands up in surrender, and apology poised on her lips, she noticed an unfamiliar somebody in a seat she frequented.

"Who are you?" The words stolen from her lips before she could help herself. Her brother frowned, "I mean- um, hello! I'm Claire." She greeted with a smile, "Sorry Ellis, I got distracted. Again." She mumbled quieter, slopping past the two men, hoping for a quick getaway.

"Uh-uh Rae, back here please. This gentleman is here to see you... I'll give you some privacy." He said quickly, walking over to Claire and h pushing her forward, before exiting the room. Claire frowned. Here to see me? The man in the navy suit chuckled.

"This is for you," He twinkled, holding a cream envelope up. Claire took it hesitantly, scanning the smooth penmanship. How pretty her name looked in it. Flipping the envelope over she took in the wax seal. but said nothing, pursing her lips and opening the letter. "Read it allowed dear." The man instructed, plucking an invisible piece of lint from his trouser. Claire sighed, pulling the letter out and cleared her throat.

"Dear Miss. Adams. We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry-" Claire paused, the word foreign in her mouth. "You've got to be kidding me!"