Harold Saxon || Doctor Who || FC: John Simm || Pureblood || Arithmancy Professor || 35 || Slytherin || Thoughts on Pureblood Supremacy: Against it and in fact for the extermination of Purebloods || Growing up in a wizarding village was a lot of fun for younger Harold Saxon. Him and his best friend, John Smith, would always play around and get into trouble. Then, at the young age of 11, right before they went to Hogwarts, their village was attacked, leaving them the only two survivors (Or so they thought) Both young boys were devastated but Harold, grew mad with anger and resentment. The once sane boy, started to have a hatred for everything magic. When he got his letter, he knew he couldn’t escape his fate. Reluctantly, he went to Hogwarts. At Hogwarts he was somewhat of a menace, but often it was very sneaky. At times he could come off as charming but as time went by, Harold grew mad and angry. He became off his rocker, and almost murderous. But unlike so many other Purebloods, he had a hatred towards his own blood, which just contributed to his madness. Still, he often didn’t show it, always keeping everything inward. When he graduated, he realized he had nowhere to go but Hogwarts. So, he stayed. At first, he was just the TA for Arithmancy but he wasn’t happy with his position. He wanted more and more, and was very unhappy with his complacency. Harold had always had an affinity for Arithmacy, and felt he deserved a the professor position. In fact, he felt he deserved so much more than he was ever dealt in life. Finally, after waiting a few years, he got the position and has become more and more unhinged as the years go on; especially with talk of war.
Well, what else could it be? With the way things have been going, I really doubt it, sir. Mum’s fallin’ apart, and I can’t tell about dad because he’s hardly ever around. Doubt he’s doing much better. Time may fix some things, but I doubt it’ll work much here.Â
They didn’t have these sorts of problems until I … until right before Christmas. It was better for a short while, like a normal family again. Then Sherlock … fell … and it’s gone right back to hell. It’s all connected to me. If it weren’t for me, they could be happy.Â
Yes, I suppose you’re right. I just never expected him to be so adamant to do it alone. Or to act so unexpectedly the first time he talked to me since it happened. I thought he might have talked to you instead.Â
Am I supposed to just wait for him to open up more? For him to help his son like he needs to? How am I supposed to help him, Harold? How would you help him?
No he hasn't... although I've been busy with my own matters, it may be that he came to visit me and I wasn't around...
How would I help him? I'd help him by being there for him when he needs me... by caring for him and giving him my attention... by being very open about my want and need to help him... and make sure he knows that his wants and needs are put very high on my list of priorities, if not at the top. There's little else you can do but do what is best for him... these things are delicate and can't be rushed...
It’s just … they’ve both been a bit … scarce since I last saw them. Dad did something that really upset mum, and I think it’s my fault. I wanted to talk to them about it, but … ah, forget it. Bit silly to talk to my Arithmancy professor about it.Â
I'm not just your Arithmancy professor John... I'm your father's friend... Do not blame yourself for what is happening between the two of them, it's between them and is not anyone else's fault or business really. They would have told you if it was to do with you. Do not go blaming yourself for any problems they may be having.
It’s John. He’s become distant since Sherlock and I don’t know what to do besides checking that he’s alive from time to time. You’ve helped him far longer than I have and I hoped you would know something.
As you said, he's been distant... I have seen very little of him myself... his reaction is understandable though, these things take time to recover from. All losses... no matter how many you suffer take time to recover from... time and patience and support... because we are left with gaping wounds that cannot be healed by potion nor magic...
Not lately no John... I'm sure they've been concerning themselves with other matters... if there's something you need to talk to someone about though, you can always talk to me...Â
Yes you should at least make an attempt... be back as soon as you need help and if I'm not present I'm sure one of your classmates might be able to help you.
I know how bad it is, Saxy. Dean’s recorded it before, just to spite me. I sing in the shower a lot, and I wake him up with it some mornings during the summer break.Â
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