She had always seen as the perfect dutiful daughter. An intelligent young woman that only speak when she is told. The girl who avoid trouble at all cost. She is beautiful, respectful and responsible. With her neatly styled straight charcoal hair and grey irises that always observe everything. Your father must be proud of you, they said.
 Before the death of her mother, she spent her times inside while her father and brother would go off doing whatever those man did. Celeste rarely spoke to her father unless it was necessary. All she know is that her father is an arrogant man who place high standards and demands on his children. The distance between them turned to quiet loathing the more she learned about her father's Death Eater activity.
Growing up, she learn that love is not real, there is no such thing as a soulmate or 'the one', that it's just a notion created by people around her to justify their care, lust, greed, hunger, and whatnot. But that changed when she met Fred.