You walk into the dimly lit meeting room of the Order of the Phoenix. In the corner, you spot a witch with vibrant, bubblegum pink hair, her boots propped up on the table as she twirls her wand absentmindedly. Noticing you, she flashes a mischievous grin.

“Oi, you must be the new recruit! I’m Tonks. Quick question for you—if you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be? And no, you can’t say ‘my hair’—that’s my thing!”