Most people tend to think that Colwynn looks intimidating, despite her long blond hair and lovely face. Probably because of her resting bitch face. The fact that she she primarily dresses in black, makes it pretty clear that she hates most people in most things she does, and she dresses like the lovechild of Kurt Cobain and Marilyn Manson probably doesn't help. She looks like the type of person who would be the first to start a fight in a bar or throw a brick at a cop, and that's the way she likes it.
A good word to describe Colwynn would be…passionate. Some people would say angry, but if you’re one of the people she’s close to she’s actually really caring and sweet. It takes quite a bit to get to that side of her. Once you get there she’s also fiercely protective. If she loves someone she won’t hesitate to get into a brawl to defend them – whether they like it or not.
She also loves music. That’s her dad’s fault, she figures, as he was in a band before he had to be a parent and got a respectable job to be a good provider for her.
Despite being a rough and tumble kind of girl who’s always ready to get into a scrap, Colwynn was actually in Ravenclaw before she and her dad had to move North. She’s incredibly intelligent and creative, sometimes too much so for her own good. This isn’t always something that she goes around advertising, although she thinks it ought to be obvious as she’s usually reading something or other. Not that she minds. Colwynn learned from a very young age the value of not caring one iota about how other people perceive you.
Still, despite Colwynn’s beyond exceptional grades in school, she would still be considered the one most likely to set something on fire. That both pleases and pisses her off because being feared by your peers generally means that they leave you alone, but the cliché about how the Irish are violent arsonists is both overbearing and offensive.
For someone as young as she is who has absolutely no say in…just about anything, Colwynn certainly has a lot to say. Being too young to do much of anything useful, she does what she can by protesting every chance she has. Or at least she did before her protesting ended up being the catalyst in her father losing his job and getting blacklisted from working just about anywhere in the United Kingdom again. Now that she’s in Norway she doesn’t really know enough of what’s going on and what she would care about there to protest anything. Plus she’s trying to be on her best behavior so since moving to Norway she’s done her best to keep her head down and keep out of trouble, for her father’s sake. At least for now.
Colwynn doesn’t know where she was born, which means she’ll never know how to configure her natal zodiac chart precisely. It also means that she was dumped on her dad’s doorstep by her mother because her mother didn’t want her. Frankly, Colwynn was more bothered by her incomplete zodiac chart. Her childhood was incredibly happy. Her dad worked in the magical beast’s division in the United Kingdom’s ministry of magic starting when she was about five years old. It wasn’t unusual for her dad to take her to work with him, so she learned all about magical creatures and considered many of them to be her friends. Sure, lots of them couldn’t speak to her, but that didn’t matter. Naturally, because of this, she eventually demanded that they needed to get a pet. Her dad had wanted a dog; she’d wanted a cat. They’d compromised and adopted two cats.
Despite working in the ministry, her dad hadn’t cut off ties with his rough and rowdy anarchist friends. Listening in on their discussions about politics late at night was probably what had gotten Colwynn so interested in politics. They were all furious about…well…lots of things. From an incredibly young age, she had been taught that Ireland and Scotland still being under the United Kingdom’s rule was bollocks. After that…everything went downhill, and she slowly became a bit radical.
Her last protest wasn’t the only one that had gotten her in trouble, but it was the only one that had gotten her father into trouble as well. Writing letters and petitions about the mistreatment of dragons by Gringotts bank hadn’t gotten her anywhere. She could have asked her father, but they’d agreed that she could express herself as long as she didn’t bring him into it, so she’d tried to take all of the appropriate channels instead. In turn, she and her friends had chosen to do something that couldn’t be ignored and chained themselves to the doors of Gringotts for two days. People had tried to unchain them, but they’d gone prepared. Quite a few high-ranking ministry officials had shown up to try and get them to leave, but they had protested before, and we’re going to kowtow so readily. Everything had been going fine…at least until her dad attacked one of the officials. Colwynn still doesn’t know why her dad attacked him, but everything went a bit mad after that. Her dad got fired from his job and blacklisted from working anywhere in the United Kingdom. Now Colwynn’s living in Norway and going to school in Durmstrang and trying to stay out of trouble for her dad’s sake.