Izzie

TSoNM 01/1, 2 After a particularly vicious attack by dark magic wizards, Izzie, a teen-ager with extremely strong magical abilities, is brought to the School of Necessary Magic for protection from the dark wizards. Her parents request that, to enable her to stay "invisible", her memory be wiped, as well as theirs. Izzie's memories would include being brought up in an orphanage, with a scholarship to the School. Her parents would not remember her st all. Mara Berens, the Headmistress, did so, with the spell Erasus Preceding, Replacus the Meaning..

TSoNM 01/4 During room assignments, Izzie was assigned to share a room with Kathleen, Emma, Alison, and Aya. Izzie chose a bed closer to the door. A Light Elf. When alison looked at her, Alison noticed two empty spaces in Izzie’s soul. She had never seen something like that before.

Izzie's Magic: Izzie had only small magic. She pulled the energy from beneath her feet and a light trickle of magic moved up to her finger. A white beam shot out and swirled around Alison’s leg and down to her untied shoelace. The lace twisted and turned and finally made a perfect bow. “I don’t know a lot of magic yet. It wasn’t a big deal in my family.”

TSoNM 01/8 In dressing for dinner, even though it was in the school, uniform, each girl had her own style, except for Izzie. She didn’t have anything extra, but that was the way it had always been for her, it seemed

TSONM 02/8 “I just miss my mom. She was funny, smart, and beautiful, and she was both my friend and my mother,” Alison had said. This made Izzie sad, both for Alison and for herself. She didn’t have that kind of memory of her mother. In fact, she didn’t have any memories of her mother. All she had were blurred images of an orphanage mixed with her nightly dreams. Hearing Alison talk about her mom that way almost made her jealous that she couldn’t say the same thing about her own. She had no idea why she had been put into the orphanage, if her parents were dead, or even what they looked like. There was a hole in her memory and a hole in the way she felt about it. Sure, she had questions—questions about where she’d come from, who she was, and about her magic—but if she got three minutes with her parents, those wouldn’t be the things she focused on. She would want to look at their faces, hear them talk, and hear them laugh. She would want to have those memories so she could talk the same way about them Alison talked about her mom.