Full Name: Hieronymus Cortland
House: Ravenclaw
Age: 11
Wand: 30,6 cm mayhaw wood and snallygaster heartstring
School Year: First year
Species: Human
Hometown: Preston, England

Family:
Kendra Cortland - Mother
Horatio Cortland - Younger Brother
Ambrose Cortland - Younger Brother
Status: Muggles

Pre-Hogwarts History:
There is a subtle stillness in the air when you know something major is about to happen. It was this sort of stillness that has haunted a small apartment in Preston, England for some time now. Hiero still remembers the first time he felt it, waiting for his father to come home from his job as a mechanic. It never happened. He felt it once more as his mother tried to count out their rent money. She didn't have enough. Soon the stillness started to infect other parts of Hiero's life. In class when he forgot his homework, when he walked home frm school and a group of boys followed after, taunting. He was used to stillness, the ominous slow air that kept him on high alert. Hiero however, was not used to it being a good thing.

It was early summer when the strange woman arrived. He was not used to random adults appearing at his door step, and he almost ignored them completely. With his mom not home he questioned the lady at the door until he let her in. She explained to him, everything and when his mom came home she explained it all once again. The stillness overcame him but when Hiero stopped to think about it, he unleashed a whole new world along with it.

Magic, Hogwarts, what did it all mean?

Hiero was known for his quiet personality. He didn't like to make a fuss and he didn't like to get in anyone's way. Used to just following around his mother and helping her, his own desires and wants were so often pushed to the side he no longer can identify them. He was an easy target to be picked on in school, small, soft spoken, uninterested in defending himself. Regardless the boy hardly showed a negative emotion, although it was true he felt them. He had become so accustomed to just ignoring it that he felt detached from his own suffering all together. It was hardly anything to complain about though, it just made life more tolerable.

He had short light brown hair that would bleach blonde in the summer. His eyes were a pale green and his skin was ruddy and occasionally marked with bruises and cuts. He was known for his thin, lanky appearance and it seemed he would grow to be quite tall as he aged. Though, the boy just wished to not stand out.

As he pondered the letter, Hiero realized in some ways it made sense. He remembered as a child he would sit around and little sparkles would dance in front of his eyes. He had thought it was just his imagination until one morning his brother asked how he made the lightning bugs dance. "They aren't bugs" Hiero had said, but then he realized he wasn't sure what they were. He thought they were just in his head. But this letter must have been the secret to that.

It was magic.

Time at Hogwarts:
Hiero had never had a first day at school like this one. The train that took him from his mother left the boy reeling. It was an old steam powered monstrosity, that felt like something pulled from a fairytale. And in some ways it was. The train was full of magical things; hopping chocolate, wand waving, moving pictures. Each moment that passed Hiero expected himself to wake up and realize it was all a dream. But as the minutes ticked by he stayed on the train.

It was the boat ride though that was really something else. The boats glided across the water seamlessly, no effort from any of the students at all. In front of them though, was a large, magnificent castle, lit up and welcoming them with it's protective walls. Hiero was usually scared of water but he hadn't had time to be then. Everything was just too... awe inspiring.

Entering the great hall was almost a daze for the boy. He hadn't even really expected it to get just keep happening. Maybe they'd push open the doors and it'd be like a set, an amusement attraction, but nope! This was the world that Hiero actually lived in now.

His name starting with C meant that he didn't go first which was good, but he also went relatively early which was also good. He didn't stress about being first to sort and didn't stress about what was going to happen to him. Instead he approached the stool and the hat when it was his time. Once the hat was placed on his head, he peered up at it and blinked.

"RAVENCLAW!"

Year 1

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Relationships

Family

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Mother - Kendra Cortland

Brothers - Horatio and Ambrose Cortland