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Oliver Simmons
Status:
Pure-blood
Birthday:
10 Jun 2010
Nationality:
English
Residence:
Chester, England
Function:
Second year, Hufflepuff
Wand:
33,9 cm sycamore wood and kelpie hair
Oliver Royal Simmons, an Asian British boy of the age eleven. His tale would begin with a rather odd meeting between his mother, Hana; and his father, Francis. The pair had met in Japanese wizarding community near Osaka; Francis being a Dragonolgist, was called in to pursue a Chinese Fireball who crossed the sea and was causing havoc. Hana had been in the area training for the qualifying matches for the Quidditch cup; she was a member of the Japanese national team at the time.

A few moments after kicking off the earth Hana had managed to find herself face to face with the dragon that Francis had been tailing for a few weeks. Francis had played the role of the knight in shining armor that day and the near death encounter formed an unbreakable bond between the two. After a few weeks of owling back and further between London and Osaka, Francis finally moved to Japan and the two got married on July 4th.

After traveling the world for the first few months the two finally settled in the wizarding community where they had first met. It wasn't until the evening of June 10th (8:14 to be exact) that the two had their first child, Oliver Royal. Named after a famous British Dragonolgist that his father had idolized and his middle name was in honor of one of his muggle uncles on his mother side who had passed. Having two talented wizards in their own way as parents, it almost came to no surprise that Olviers random magical outburst nearly came immediately and frequently.

As an infant the magical outburst included floating mobiles above the crib, diapers appearing back in the diaper bag after just being put on, and a trick escaping act from the crib. As a toddler the experiences grew. By the time he reached age seven Oliver was enrolled in the wizarding school in Japan, Mahoutokuro. Although only as a day student (they flew back on the backs of Storm Petrels) Olvier quickly grew fond of Transfiguration and like his mother, flying. However after completing his first year as a day student, Olivers father had been offered a job back in London he simply couldn't refuse.

The transition from Japan to England for Oliver was a rather difficult one. All he knew was the wizarding community and now the boy had to attend his very first Muggle school. On top of the drastic changes he had already faced, Olivers english wasn't exactly the best. Being teased a lot his first year, Oliver turned to Japanese culture and entertainment at home. From manga, anime, to even a few rpg games; Oliver got used to living as a muggle. The following years at his muggle school the teasing died down, and he eventually had plenty of friends.

Even though he settled in to his new lifestyle, he always felt something was missing, and he longed for the days back Osaka and Mahoutokoruo. He even contemplating many times to go move with he Grandfather to continue his studies, but honestly he sorta feared his grandfather. A jolt of joy shot through his body when he received his Hogwarts letter. Finally, he would get back to where he belonged. Not that he wouldn't miss his muggle friends, but thats what the summers would be for, right?

The days leading up to his departure for his new school was filled with trips to Diagon Ally to shop for school supplies, and his dad lecturing him on everything to expect. His father was a Gryffindor and was almost certain his boy showed the same traits. For his father this moment almost felt like he was passing the torch. "Another generation of a Simmon lad in Hogwarts" His father would say. When the day finally arrived, and Oliver along with his parents were on platform 9 3/4 the moment almost felt overwhelming. Excited was the only word that could be used to explain how Oliver felt at the moment.