Being Sherlock Holmes’ and John Watson’s son you were often overlooked and misunderstood because everyone thought you were smart like Sherlock. You were, but you were also still overlooked. So, you ended up being kicked up out of a lot of places and schools because you often kicked off on people to have people pay attention.

Mycroft Holmes was your uncle, Sherlock’s older brother and married to Detective Inspector Gregory Lestrade. He usually had talks with you about how to fight so you could kick off properly while also talking to you and trying to find out what you needed.

When Sherlock, Mycroft, John and Gregory all moved to America for one of Sherlock’s cases and Mycroft’s new job, it meant you had to go to a new school. Since Sherlock and John would be busy, Mycroft getting a position in the government and Gregory looking for a new job, you were sent to Welton - an all boys boarding school.

“Hey, I’m Charlie.” A boy said, walking into the dorm room you were placed into.

It was the start of a new year and the corridors were bustling with people and parents and students. Sherlock and John were nowhere to been seen as they thought it best to let you settle in without them.

“You’re the Holmes kid, right? Any relation to Sherlock Holmes?” Charlie asked with a chuckle. His tone was a bit sarcastic but it crushed you.