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[horrorcomeshome]

Lord Henry Hawthorn

Born: February 1st, 1831

Died: September 23rd, 1856

Gender: cis man

Sexuality: Bisexual

FC: Harry Treadaway

Bio under the cut (trigger warnings: child abuse/neglect and suicide)

Only eight months before Lady Elizabeth Hawthorn passed away, she bore a son: Henry. While having that child in her life was a lightning before death, the pregnancy took its toll, and acted as the final nail in her coffin. The heartbroken Jonathan did his best to care for their boy, but eventually it became too much. The young child’s questions as to where his mother was, the guilt he felt over Elizabeth’s death… it all became too much and so, Jonathan took his own life. As Henry was not even four years of age yet, someone else had to inherit the plot of land that the Hawthorn family had resided on… the apothecary, Malcom Trumbull, who had swindled the family over the past few months, snatched up the land as his own to built a cemetery, and took the child as his as well.

Mr. Trumbull had a son of his own: Levi. From the beginning, Levi was to be the inheritor of Hawthorn Cemetery, even as the true heir still lived. Both were taught in the trade of undertaking, and Henry actually excelled in that field, even if he was given inappropriate materials by the Trumbulls. The boy of noble birth was treated horribly, as if he were a servant to the family. Help without pay. Malcom would be more physically harmful when the boy happened to step out of line, while his son was more apt to throw insults and attempt to degrade the poor boy. But Henry tried this best to ignore it, even into adulthood. He buried himself in the work of poets and Romantics, memorizing poems and clinging to their words as his only escape from his abuse from both Malcom and Levi.

But one day, the final nail in his coffin came. He found his father’s letters and his suicide note, learning the truth of his parents’ deaths, and Trumbull’s hand in the whole affair. That, combined with the continued abuse, was too much, and Henry took his own life. It was a messy way out, but he couldn’t care less. It was a quick way out

In the same medical malpractice, Trumbull used the same embalming solution on Henry’s corpse as he had on Elizabeth’s. That only meant disaster as, like his mother, the last Hawthorn was to remain a spirit in his family’s cemetery for ages to come.