|Full name||Holden Perry|
|Born||15 March, 1944|
|Birthplace||unknown (Northern England)|
|Residence||Boston, Massachusetts, USA|
It likely comes as no surprise that Holden’s favorite thing to do for fun is to read. There’s not many things that he can do that doesn’t require listening skills in order to enjoy (i.e., listening to music, watching movies, etc). Holden is a very quiet boy, and it’s not just because he’s mute. He prefers to go unnoticed, so remaining quiet is the best way to do that.
Holden has unmistakable bright red hair, with hundreds of freckles adorning his face. He is on the small side for his age, being both underweight and short in height. While Holden does his best just to blend into his surroundings, it’s a little difficult when your physical features are screaming “look at me”. Obviously, Holden is unaware when people are talking about him, but it doesn’t make him any less subconscious none-the-less. His worst enemy is the voice inside his head (the only one he can hear).
Holden's mother was six months pregnant when she fled her home in Northern England. She hadn't even known she was pregnant until the fifth month as she wasn't in any type of serious relationship. While the signs were there, she just refused to believe that it was possible until she felt the first kick.
She spent the next month doing everything she could to hide the pregnancy from her parents. They were traditionalist, so the fact that she was pregnant without being married was not going to go over well should they find out. She bought some bigger clothes (of course her belly would start to swell at an alarming rate at this point) and saved every last penny she could from her waitressing job for the next month. Then, in the middle of a night, without a word she disappeared.
She fled south, to London. It would be an easy place to just blend in and not be found as there were so many people. The money she had saved was enough to afford her a one-bedroom flat on the third floor of a run-down apartment building. It wasn't much, but it would suffice for now. She needed to find a job, and she needed to decide what the future of her and her baby would be.
In no time, it was time for baby Holden to be born. What his mother hadn't planned on was the fact that her past would meet her present when she went to the hospital to deliver. One of her classmates was completing his residency program at the hospital in London. While she didn't dive into specifics with him (she avoided almost all of his questions at all cost), she just couldn't chance the fact that word might reach home of her whereabouts. The moment she was about to check-out, a bag was packed with a few outfits for her and Holden, and they found themselves headed to America on a ship.
Destination? Boston, Massachusetts, though she didn't much care where they were headed as long as she was anywhere that she wasn't known. It took her a bit to get settled and start adjusting to being a mother, but in all of the rushing about (and the fact that she was a first-time mother) there were a few things big things that she didn't pick up on about Holden.
The first thing was that baby Holden didn't cry. Well, he did, but his cry wasn't very audible. It was barely a squeak. It struck her as odd, but she thought that she was just good at picking up on his cues so that he didn't have much of a chance to actually cry.
The second thing that she didn't pick up on was the fact that Holden didn't respond to the sound of her voice. For the fact that he was a baby, it wasn't really all that obvious. When he was about six months old, that's when she truly noticed it for the first time. She had made friends with another young, single mother in the shelter they had been staying in who had a baby about the same age. They way her daughter cooed and smiled when her mother talked to her was something she had never seen from Holden. He only responded to the sight of her, never the sound of her voice.
The doctor she took Holden to told her some news that she wasn't ready to hear. Holden was a deaf-mute. She was young. She was inexperienced at being a mother. She didn't have the help of her own mum as there was no way that she was telling her parents that she had a baby out of wed-lock. So she did the only thing she figured she could do ...
... she left Holden on the front steps of an orphanage. Since she knew he couldn't cry, she knocked on the door and disappeared into the shadows, only lurking until she was sure that he had been taken inside. A small note notified the orphanage of his name and his condition, and nothing else.
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Core Classes: Charms
Elective Classes: Muggle Studies
Extra-Curricular Activities: Duelling
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