Letholdus Cromwell

Letholdus Carl Joseph Cromwell was born to Theobolt Cromwell, head of the rich and powerful Cromwell family, and his wife, Archduchess Daniella of Austria, who by marriage became Archduchess Daniella, Mrs. Cromwell. Though his mother did not marry royal, her parents approved of her choice of husband. The couple only ever had one child, Letholdus, who the parents raised as devoutly catholic. His mother was twenty-one when she gave birth to him, and there was hope that the couple would have another child, but after no success, Theobolt died of Black Cat Flu in late 1935, leaving a four year old son and a very wealthy widow. Letholdus was raised by his mother, who taught him English and German. When Letholdus was eleven, he began attending Hogwarts where he was sorted into Gryffindor, and proud of it. Whilst at school, he continued to passionately practice Catholicism as well arithmancy and writing, frequently sharing letters with his mother. His mother addressed letters to him as, "My Dear Louis," calling him that apparently as a nickname, for no clear reason. Though Letholdus and his paternal family weren't royal, his royal and wealthy mother was and she formed a court at Cromwell Estate. She also renovated the house and added a women's wing which including a room for birthing, a tea room, a small library, and a portrait room. In 1949, Letholdus graduated from Hogwarts and began a career as a writer, but in 1952 he found a better job as a realtor and began working there instead. In 1952, Letholdus also met his wife, Esra Mahmud, at a Quidditch match. The two married in 1954 with the blessing of his mother and her father, in a magnificent ceremony that was chiefly paid for by his mother. They went on honeymoon in Prague and on their way back, visited Austria to see Letholdus' Uncle, the former heir to Austria, and his wife, Maria Alexandra. They returned to England in January of 1955 and Letholdus' mother took ill the following March. Letholdus also fell ill, but Esra did not. She nursed both her husband and her mother in law, but unfortunately, only Letholdus made it out alive. Letholdus' mother was given a small funeral in England and then taken to Austria to be buried with her parents. The following October, they discovered that Esra was pregnant and in June the couple welcomed a daughter, who Letholdus named Margaret. Letholdus installed a sense of strength in his only daughter. Both Letholdus and Esra loved Margaret greatly, and they told her that boys will be boys is nonsense and that she should always stand up for herself. This instilled independence in Margaret, but the closest child to Letholdus, was the youngest child, Kelvin. Their middle son, Edgar, was easy going and kind, got along well with both of his siblings and parents. Letholdus was a hard worker, devoted to his job and his wife. He had a solid, strong marriage and was faithful to his wife. He was your picture of an upper class family man. He was an avid writer and used his writing skills to write artful letters to Esra when he was working or just to leave in the house, as he often left for work before she had woken up. In the early seventies, he became interested in photography and pictures of his family littered the house. Walls were covered in both painted portraits and moving photographs, a young family giggling and a teengar daughter in an elegant dress for her first dance. In 1974, Margaret graduated from Hogwarts and both Letholdus and Esra attended the graduation ceremony proudly. Esra and Margaret then went off on a girls trip to Turkey as a graduation present for Margaret, and Letholdus stayed back with the other two children, busying his free time by helping out a friend that worked in a potions lab. However, the fumes and effects of the potions had given him and fever and by the time his wife and daughter were back home, he had already fallen very ill. He insisted that he was okay, but he couldn't even get out of bed and barely eat. Twice doctors were called in, but his fever refused to break. They called in the family doctor, who was on vacation in France, but by the time his portkey had arrived it was too late. After months of being bedridden, suffering from a fever, and barely eating, Letholdus' magic could not hold on any longer and he died in 1975 at the age of 44, never meeting his daughter in law or son in law, and never knowing any of his grandchildren. He was buried at the Cromwell Estate Cemetery.