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Harry Potter RP!!!
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Who want's to do a Harry Potter roleplay? I'll start
Name: Wendy Coleson
Age: 11 at the start of Hogwarts
House: Gryffindor
Hair color: Red
Eyes: Green
Personality: Feisty and smart, very good at charms amd hexes. Loves playing pranks on Slytherans.
Other: Father and mother were in Gryffindor. Her mother was killed by a death eater. Her father works at the Ministry. Has two younger sisters, Jill and Tara. Helped win the war at Hogwarts. Eventually married a Ravenclaw, David Johnson, and had two daughters Eileen, named after her mother, and Emma, named after her aunt who died at the battle of Hogwarts.
submitted by Gigi, age 13
(March 5, 2012 - 7:49 pm)
(March 5, 2012 - 7:49 pm)
I'll join! But first I have two questions. The first is when is this going to be? Right after the war, several years after, or what?
Second, your history thing is kind of confusing. Did her father have two younger sisters, or her? Who got married? If she got married, then how is she 11?
(March 5, 2012 - 8:59 pm)
Ok, so this is right when she gets to school, a few years after Harry gets to school. She has two younger sisters. I sort of did her whole history by accident. Sorry tp make it confusing.
(March 6, 2012 - 8:28 pm)
TOP!
(March 6, 2012 - 6:41 pm)
I'll join! So, is this Maurader's Era, Harry Era or After the war?
(March 7, 2012 - 12:43 pm)
I'm under the impression that this is Harry era but not in Harry's year.
Name: Drake Pyre (this name is recycled!!)
Age: 11
Year: 2 (but I'll change it to one if you want to)
House: Slytherin
Appearance: Dark dark dark dark red hair. Eyes such a dark red they look brown, but they aren't. Average height.
Personality: Generally likes people from other houses, but HATES Slytherin-related stereotypes. Like really hates someone. Has an annoying habit of jinxing anyone who he thinks is insulting him, his family, or his house. Thinks Harry is a showoff.
(March 7, 2012 - 9:59 pm)
Okay, so is this while Harry's at school, or after? And should everyone be in Griffindor or in different houses?
Name: Christina Winston (Christy)
Age: 11
House:To be determained at sorting.
Appearence: Brown hair, blue eyes
Blood status: Muggle-born
Personality: Moody. She was very smart in the muggle world, but hates feeling dumb in the wizard world she doesn't know anything about. But playful too.
History: She is the only girl in a family of 3 boys. Her 2 older brothers were not wizards, but her younger brother shows signs of magic. Maybe there was wizard blood in the family.
(March 7, 2012 - 9:35 pm)
This is while Harry's at school. And no, not everyone has to be in Gryffindor. It's more fun when everyone is in a different house!
(March 8, 2012 - 11:09 am)
Name: Samantha "Sam" Brown
Age: 11
House: To be in Gryfindor! :)
Appearance: Curly brown hair and green eyes with flecks of gold.
Personality: Kind of shy but is sweet and nice after a while.
Blood: Pure-blood
History: She has two twin brothers in the fifth year. Her parents fought in the battle of Hogwarts and both died, so her brothers are raising her.
(March 7, 2012 - 11:47 pm)
ZB, this is while Harry's at school. Just saying.
Drake--
There it was-- the sign for platforms 9 and 10, what I was waiting for all summer. "See you later!!!" I called to my mom. "Bye, Drake," said my Muggle mom. She avoids Platform 9 3/4 because all of the wizards make her nervous. Inwardly, I'm glad, because this means that I can keep on tactfully changing the subject whenever people start to discuss my blood status.
"Mommy, can I come to Hoggywarts too?" asks my little sister Mirande.
I don't hear my mom's reply, because I'd already rushed through the barrier and ended up in the true Wizarding World. Wizards and magic and awesomeness everywhere. I instantly relaxed. For the next half hour I could mingle with the crowd, greet my old friends, change into my Hogwarts robes.
No whining sisters who want to go to Hogwarts while not knowing what it's actually called.
No nervous mothers that insist on sending me to a Muggle school even though she knows I'm a wizard. "It's just until you're eleven," she had said in what she probably believed to be a calming voice.
No signs of my true family. The ability to give the careful, not-actually-saying-anything impression that I'm pureblood. The ability to fit in.
In short, heaven.
(March 8, 2012 - 8:51 pm)
Wendy-
"Bye dad!" I yelled as I rushed towards the train at platform 9 and 3/4. Excitement rushed through me as I looked back at my dad and youngest sister, Tara, waving at me. "Bye Wendy!" Dad yelled. "Keep an eye on Jill for me, will you? Make sure she doesn't get into trouble." I tried not to roll my eyes at the thought of keeping my sister out of trouble. It was just impossible.
"Wendy, I want to come with you!" Tara wailed, her eyes starting to tear up. "Pleeaaasse?"
"I wish you could, Tara," I yelled. "But it's your turn next year! Don't worry!" But secretly, I was happy that I didn't have to watch both my sisters, glad that I didn't have to be our mom for a few months. I could just hang out in the common room with my friends and learn new charms spells that I could use on Jill when she annoyed me. For a little bit, I could just be me.
Suddenly Tara gasped. "Wendy, Wendy! Harry Potter's behind you! Harry Potters behind you!" I turned around just in time to see Harry Potter rushing onto the train, his face red from Tara's awe. Blushing fiercly, I ran onto the train, happy that I didn't have to sit anywhere near him, and glad that I was starting my journey to Hogwarts.
(March 8, 2012 - 10:09 pm)
I think everyone should be the same age, so how about first year? And which year will Harry be in. Fifth?
Name: Catherine "Rosie" McDonagan
Age: 11
Year: First
House: (to be in Slytherin)
Appearance: Curly blond hair cut short like a boy's, medium height, dark brown eyes, pale round face
Personality: Sly, clever and tomboy-ish
History: She has two other siblings, one has already graduated from Hogwarts, the other is in 3rd Year. Both in Ravenclaw. Her family all went to Hogwarts and were all sorted into Ravenclaw. This is also expceted of Rosie, but she's sort of an Underdog so... You'll see. :D
(March 9, 2012 - 6:55 am)
Rosie-
“Bye Nicki!” Mom called after my thirteen-year-old sister who’d already disappeared through the pillar to Platform 9 3/4.
It was my first year at Hogwarts and a rather exciting one. This was the day when I’d be sorted, and if I wasn’t sorted into Ravenclaw… Let’s just say that would be bad. Very bad.
Mom turned to me. “Now, Catherine-“
“Can’t you just call me Rosie?” I didn’t see why I’d had to be named something so old fashioned while my sisters got pretty names like Nicole and Jessica.
“You know that Catherine was your great-great-great-great grandmother’s name.”
“Wow, that makes me feel so much better.”
“Stop being sarcastic, honey. I know you must be feeling really excited, but there’s no need to be worried.”
“I’m not worried.”
She made an overdone sniffling noise and then reached to hug me, yet I dodged and ran through the pillar before I could be choked in one of those “bone-breaking” hugs.
The platform was engulfed in smoke from the train. Families saying good-bye to their children were using every inch of space.
I pushed my way through the crowd, over to the nearest train door and jumped in.
The first car was already filled. The only free spot was in a compartment full of boys who were cursing each other with curses that were backfiring so I went to the next car.
There weren’t as many people in this one, but still, quite a lot of compartments had already been taken.
I finally found an empty one and sank down on the soft seats. I couldn’t believe it. I was going to be at Hogwarts soon!
(March 9, 2012 - 7:19 am)
Okay, I guess I'm changing Drake to first year then. His friends he already knows. Come up with a reason if you need one.
Drake~
I walked down the Hogwarts Express aisle and saw my friends dueling in a compartment. I looked in and sat down on the empty seat.
That got their attention. They whispered to each other for a moment, then one of them, Max, stepped foreward.
"Hi, there," he said, with a dangerous-looking smirk on his face. I'd never seen that directed toward me before.
"Hi."
"We saw you with your mother, Drake. Your nervous little Muggle mother."
I backed away slowly. My insides were going cold. "W-what's wrong with that?" I ask slowly. "I bet some of you are half-blood."
I'd scored a point; a few of the faces went red. I quickly backed out of the compartment. Robes billowing behind me, I ran down the car, and into the first empty compartment I saw.
Unfortunately, it wasn't so empty. A blond girl sat there, looking out the window.
(March 10, 2012 - 11:40 am)
Sure, Harry can be in Fifth.
Wendy-
The cars were crowded with kids yelling hello, laughing or hexing each other. Taking a deep breath, I slowly wandered through the cars, looking for an empty compartment. I loved the yells, the whizzing of the spells, and the screeches of kids trying to catch their chocolate frogs.
"Well well well. Look who it is."
I spun around, coming face to face with a girl with long black hair and sharp green eyes. I quickly recognized her as Isabelle Carlatti. Her father worked at the ministry, and dad had warned me to be nice to her since her father was above him, even though she had set my hair on fire when she came for dinner at our house when I was five. Apparently it had made no difference since my hair was already red. "Hello Isabelle," I muttered, trying to push my way around her.
"Going somewhere, Wendy?" she said, giving an evil smile. "I was just wondering what House you where thinking you would be sorted into. I'm pretty certain I'll be in Slytheran, of course. What about you?"
"Gryffindor. Like my mum and dad," I said, glaring at her. "Is that a problem Isabelle?" I hadn't meant to snap, but I didn't like her tone.
"Well, no, if you're a filthy blood-traitor like the rest of your lot," she said smirking. "That's probably why your mother got blasted to pieces Wendy. She was just a muggle lover..."
"Don't you dare insult my mother!" I hissed, whipping out my new wand.
"Oh, you want to fight now?" she said, taking out her wand slowly. "All right then. Let's duel."
(March 11, 2012 - 5:06 pm)
Okay, I'm adding to mine
Wendy-
What did I do? I desperately tried to think of the spells I had read about in The Standard Book of Spells, Year one." Nothing came to mind.
"What's the matter Wendy?" Isabelle said, sneering at me. "You too chicken to fight me? A tough girl like you?"
So I did the most couragous thing I could think of. I ran.
"Get her!" I heard Isabelle yell, her gang of new friends racing behind me. Hexes whizzed past my ear. I desperately looked around for an empty apartment. Finally, after what seemed like ages, I spotted one. As fast as I could, I rammed open the door and slammed it shut, panting like a dog. Brushing a sweaty strand of red hair out of my face, I turned around, thinking I could finally sit down, and froze. A girl with blond hair and a boy with red about my age sat on a seat, staring at me.
(March 11, 2012 - 6:18 pm)