Honey Holliday | First Year | Ravenclaw

Full Name: Honey Juniper Holliday
House: Ravenclaw
Age: 11 years old
DOB: 18 May 2012
Blood Status: Half-blood
Wand: 33,1 cm chestnut wood and kelpie hair
School Year: First Year
Patronus: N/A
Species: Human
Pronouns: She/Her

Physical Description:

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With long, curly ginger hair (save for her bangs, cut a few cm too short for her forehead), crystal blue eyes hidden by round wire spectacles, and dark freckles scattering her from head to toe, Honey stands out (in conjunction with an awkward demeanor and mismatched, way-too-big-but-she’ll-maybe-grow-into-them clothes). Though, at 138cm (4’6”), Honey is quite small for her age; granted, as she’s only eleven, she has plenty of time to grow (according to her mother, at least).

The bottom of Honey’s robes often have a suspicious layer of dust, dirt, or mud on them; while she’s been reprimanded time and time again to clean her clothes after a day of exploring the outdoors, she conveniently seems to forget to do so.

Mental Description:

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Honey is often hyper-fixated on her interests to the point of ignoring the outside world for hours on end; her latest pursuits have included insect identification/collection (to the chagrin of her mother). However, that doesn’t mean she’s never social; she can be found in several clubs throughout Hogwarts, looking to learn about and geek out on everything and anything.

Life Before Hogwarts:

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Hailing from the tiny town of Crieff, Scotland, growing up had been just Honey and her mother, Moira, for the most part. Of course, there were her grandparents, too, but as they lived all the way in Aberdeen, Honey only saw them around birthdays, holidays, and other similarly large events; luckily, as she was the youngest of only three grandchildren on her mother’s side, her grandparents absolutely spoiled her at any chance they got.

Growing up without a significant adult male figure in her life had its challenges; Moira had to work quite a bit to make ends meet, and, as Honey was always a little bit of an oddball to her peers, she didn't have many friends to keep her company during the day. Thankfully, she found ways to occupy herself - Honey spent the majority of her time outdoors, taking care of the gardens surrounding her home (which she managed to become quite proficient at, for her age at least) and finding insects to bring inside...to the chagrin of her mother.

Understandably, Honey assumed her father was dead - though she'd never seen a picture of him (save for one where his back is turned, revealing a surprisingly tall, lanky build and coiffed, dirty blonde hair), she'd been told her entire life that he was an average farm laborer who died in a workplace accident when she was an infant. Now, after finding out she is more, well, magically inclined, Honey believes that there may have been much more to him than she previously thought.

First Instance of Magic:

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At the age of six, Honey accidentally made the petals of her favorite flowers, primroses, slowly open and close.

She had run outside after being grounded for bringing yet another insect inside the house (this time, a weevil she’d named Jimmy). Typical for any 6-year-old obsessed with creepy-crawlies barred from doing the one thing that made absolute sense to her, she was close to a temper tantrum as her mother called for her to come back inside.

As she stood near the flowers, shouting, “I won’t go back in ‘til you let me bring Jimmy too!” she swore she saw them…moving…even though there was absolutely no wind in the air.

Staring at them further, she was right - the petals were moving in-and-out, in-and-out, like they were blooming all over again. They almost seemed to move in time with her breath, which was heaving after all the running she’d just done. “But…Jimmy…huh…?” she trailed off, the least chatty she’d ever been. “Erm, what is-“

But, before she could tell her mom, Moira had caught up to her, dragging her tiny daughter back inside the house saying, “Honeybee, ye know bugs stay outside. It’s where they live! Ye wouldn’t want Jimmy to take ye out of yer home, would ya?”

In the end, she was not allowed to bring Jimmy inside…though, she decided that she’d need to be a bit more discreet about her bug collection, and that she’d try making flowers move again - she was unsure how exactly she’d do it, but she knew she wanted to.

Somehow.