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Okay! My silly computer won't load the last one, so I've made another. (as you can tell, of course.:))
submitted by Bekah P. (or Aqua Q), age almost 12 , North Dakota (o
(March 10, 2009 - 2:45 pm)
(March 10, 2009 - 2:45 pm)
She's dreadful at Potions and Transfiguration? Show me. You can say whatever you want, that doesn't mean it gets through as you write the character.
(March 15, 2009 - 11:50 pm)
Um, TNÖ, I think you might be the one who needs to calm down a little. This doesn't have to be the greatest piece of literary fiction ever written. It's just fun. Personally, I don't care if Hazel's perfect or not. I don't want to hurt your feelings, but you're taking this a bit too seriously. But let's not start a fight here, okay? Have some pie. :)
(March 16, 2009 - 11:19 am)
*takes pie* *throws pie* Thanks!
Sorry, but Mary-Sues leach the fun out of things. I will try to calm down though.
(March 16, 2009 - 8:27 pm)
You're welcome! ;)
(March 17, 2009 - 10:21 am)
I never know what to do when other people are in pain. And sinceLillian doesn't know many spells yet, she can't do much more than say'I'm sorry' 'That must really hurt' and other stuff like that. So yeah,it's easier for me to just be hexed.
Hazel turned to James and revived him with a flick of her wand; then turned to me and removed the boils.
"Thanks, Hazel," I said. "But do you really want to, um, challenge Belinda Selwyn to a duel? She seems kind of, um, nasty."
"We're sworn enemies," Hazel said with a toss of her head. "Or something like that. Anyway, I couldn't let her get away with hexing you and Stunning James, could I?"
"You could've told the driver," I suggested.
Hazel and James exchanged long looks.
"What? What is it?" I asked.
"This isn't a Muggle school," Hazel said, "where you can go complaining to the teacher whenever someone gets you in trouble. If we tell the driver, believe me, boils will be the least of your problems."
I looked over at Keira, who was Muggle-born too. She shrugged.
"It'll be okay," James said. "Just as long as your steer clear of Belinda. She worships Bellatrix Lestrange."
"Who?" Keira and I asked at the same time.
This time, Albus shared the long look with James and Hazel.
"Where do we begin?" Hazel asked.
It was hours later when the train stopped outside Hogwarts. Even though I had seen it before last year, it was still amazing to see Hogwarts, all lit up.
"First years over here!" I heard someone yell. (who is it now? Has Hagrid retired? or did he get killed; I lost track of all the people who died?)
"That's you," James told Keira and Albus.
Both of their eyes widened, although Albus looked a little relieved when he didn't have to board the horseless carriages. James, Hazel and I went on one together.
Maybe they would be my friends, I thought. All the ride back they had told Keira and me about the Wizarding wars. I now knew much more than I had before.
Then it was time for Keira and Albus' Sorting. I remembered how scared I had been last year when I had been called up to sit under that hat while it decided where to put me. Unluckily for me, I didn't know much about the Hogwarts Houses -- except that Hufflepuffs were 'stupid.' So when the Hat called 'HUFFLEPUFF' I had wanted to sink into the floor. James, of course, was a Gryffindor, and Hazel was a Ranvenclaw, so I didn't see much of them. I hoped that Keira might be a Hufflepuff too, so we could be ignorant together.
"Good luck," I whispered as I slid into my seat, and the Sorting began.
By the way, Belinda, thanks for being a not-so-good person. I always wondered how this would work in Roleplay if no one was ever bad.
(March 13, 2009 - 8:28 am)
((No problem! I like being bad. It's more fun.... And I'd imagine Hagrid's still around. He didn't die, anyway. JKR has said that McGonnagal had retired so we'll have to come up with a new headmaster/mistress, though.))
I sat at the Slytherin table, watching the sorting with interest. I couldn't stop myself from glancing at Lorena every now and then. Like the stinking blood-traitor she was, she sat with some Mudbloods, raptly watching the sorting.
"Not many Slytherins this year," murmured Drusilla out of the corner of her mouth. I nodded, not taking my eyes from the Sorting Hat. Scorpius was one of the few, naturally. He fairly strutted down to our table, and I waved him over amidst the cheers. He flopped down next to me, looking relieved. I grinned at him.
"Potter, Albus!"
Whispers raced through the crowd, as they did every time a Potter or a Weasley was mentioned. I turned my attention to the front, reluctantly. Undoubtedly he would be another Griffindor.
((I'll leave it to someone else to decide, however. I think it would be fun to put him in a different house - Ravenclaw, perhaps, Ginny was plenty smart when she was in school. I think it would be hilarious if he got put in Slytherin - James' reaction would be interesting. Of course we would also have to write in non-bigot Slytherins for him to be friends with.))
(March 13, 2009 - 5:33 pm)
That would be fun. But Albus was so worried about being put in Slytherin in the epilogue that it seems a sorta rough thing to do to him. Still, maybe. I mean, his full name is Albus SEVERUS, and Snape was a good Slytherin. Anyway, since no one's being Albus, is it okay if I do his Sorting? If you don't like it, anyone, feel free to change it around.
There was a split second of silence. The hat's brim opened and it called out -- "HUFFLEPUFF!"
Everyone stared at Albus in amazement as he toppled down from the stool. He looked as if he was about to cry.
I felt bad for him, not being in his brother's or parent's House, but also a bit excited. He was, after all, the famous Potter's son, in my house. And he seemed friendly enough. Since Hazel and James were in different houses, they couldn't really be my friends, but maybe Albus could be now...
I was jerked out of my reverie when I saw that Hufflepuff was the only House applauding. Ravenclaws and Slytherins stared, dumbstruck. And at the Gryffindor table, James' face was like stone.
Feel free to change that, anyone. But it does add a bit of a scenario if he isn't Gryffindor like his family.
(March 14, 2009 - 7:39 am)
((Haha, awesome))
For a moment we just stared, Oliver's jaw hanging loosely. Drusilla glanced over at me, and I looked away, snickering, and covered my mouth to hold in peals of laughter that threatened to burst forth.
Albus Severus Potter, a Hufflepuff. That was certainly unexpected.
Everyone seemed to be trying to pull themselves together, even the teachers. The Hufflepuff table, however, was looking delighted. The last really famous person to come from Hufflepuff had died in his seventh year, 22 years ago.
Drusilla leaned over and tapped Oliver's chin. He snapped his mouth shut, hastily.
(March 14, 2009 - 6:40 pm)
Cedric! :(
Okay, that wasn't related to the story, I just had to let it out.
(March 16, 2009 - 11:20 am)
I know Jenni got a bit worked up :(, and I agree that everybody should have access to the main characters, but I'm not muddling this up even more and adding somebody else. *firm shake of head*
James was rather annoyed to be stuck in a tram with an oblivious Hufflepuff and a know-it-all Ravenclaw- he'd much rather prefer to sit with the guys--but he decided to make the best of it. After all, from what Uncle Ron and Dad had said, Aunt Hermione had acted a lot like Hazel when she was younger.
Although at least I'm sure Aunt Hermione didn't try to be perfect, James thought moodily to himself, watching Hazel flip her lustrous hair over her shoulder and delve into a monologue about her newest self-invented hex. He shook his head in exasperation. Girls--especially know-it-alls--were unfathomable.
He stared dully out the window, and even through the driving rain, could make out another carriage alongside theirs, holding his three best friends, Shaun Finnigan, Mark Teaclatter, and Simmons Trobesono. They were all in Gryffindor, and all second years (have I got that right?). James had singled them out as his friends the first day of school because they didn't hero-worship him like everyone else here. He really enjoyed the praise, but for his closest friends he wanted people who liked him for him, not for who his dad was--no matter how great he was.
Of course, he'd already known Shaun--they'd been friends since they were little. Shaun's parents, Seamus and Parvati, knew Harry, Ginny, Herimone, and Ron from their schooldays together. So since all these boys regarded him as James, not Harry Potter's son, they were his friends.
Of course, until the feast he was stuck with these girls. He wrinkled his nose and began trying to distract himself by thinking of pranks to play on Albus.
(March 13, 2009 - 6:51 pm)
That's okay; I don't mind. Jenni, can you please let Mary continue? Albus and the Weasley kids can still be for everyone.
(March 14, 2009 - 7:41 am)
But I DO NOT act like I am perfect!
*protests furiously*
*thinks that maybe that is is how others see self; as a show-off*
*starts sobbing uncontrollably*
I don't wanna be a show-off, and I'm FRIENDS with James!
FRIENDS, do you hear me?!
And I see him as a ordinary wizardly boy, like, we're COUSINS!
And while Mary says that I am bragging about my newest jinx (just so you know, my character, though hot-tempered and often speaks before she thinks, DOES NOT BRAG!) someone else said that James, Albus and I are explaining the history of the Wizarding world. Which shall we go along with?
(March 14, 2009 - 6:18 pm)
You say your character doesn't brag. I disagree. I think she sounds/acts very braggy and show-offish. If you don't want people complaining about how know-it-all your character is, stop writing her like a know-it-all.
I mean, how likely is it that a 2nd year could make up a functional curse - multiple ones - and overpower a 4th year student, just like that? Not very, I should think, given the way the Hogwarts curriculum works. The second year would have to be a complete genius.
Anyway, back to the bragging thing: "'Um, yeah, we're second cousins.' I thought everyone knew that, but I suppose they are Muggle-born and wouldn't know who's related to who."
You weren't saying it out loud, but that makes you sound like someone who's all high-horse and whatnot because you're related to someone famous -- admittedly rather distantly related -- and you expect to be recognized instantly for it.
It also makes you sound anti-Muggle-born, which is contrary to what you have said about your character.
Remember: Show, Don't Tell.
I've said it before, I'll say it again: Hazel is dangerously, dangerously close to being a Mary-Sue. Give her some flaws, a class she's horrible at, a spell she hasn't mastered yet, or go with the flow and make her horrendously stuck-up. That way you can develop your character and she will have room to grow. Nobody likes a Mary-Sue, and anyway they get boring to write really fast.
(March 14, 2009 - 10:06 pm)
Er... is it okay if I join this roleplay? It looks like it's gone on for a while, so... =/
*awkward*
(March 13, 2009 - 9:07 pm)
Sure! Jump right in! We're at the feast, I think. Sorting, at the moment.
(March 13, 2009 - 11:51 pm)