Harry Potter Rp!!

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Harry Potter Rp!!

Harry Potter Rp!!

I know there is already one of these going on right now but I wanted  to make another one that I can be in. This RP is before after the books and Albus Potter's children are going to Hogworts. We are going to be fighting the death eaters who survived the Battle of Hogworts and kept going in secret. If this RP survives then at the end we will vanquish the Death Eaters once and for all. Sound good? 

Here is the Cherrie sheet.

Name: Elsie Falcon

Age/Year: 10 or 13 ( depending on this*)

Apperance: Longish black hair that reaches to her sholders and brown eyes, Hogworts robes, with bag, ect...

Personality: You will see. 

House: Hufflepuff

Wand: Dragon heartstring and pine 

Do they play Quidditch?: No

Other: Elsie is almost compleatly blind and she has a large black guide dog named Ned. Most wizards and whitches are scared of her because they think her dog is a Grim. She was sent a letter to hogworts because they noticed she was a true seer. 

*Should we all be first years? Or any year we want? 

Please don't let this die.  

submitted by Elvina
(February 18, 2016 - 1:37 pm)

back to the Inkwell

Eloise~

Looking around to make sure no muggles were watching, I quickly stepped on to platform 9 3/4. I am immediately surrounded by a crowd of excited students. I'm not really paying attention to what they're saying, but I do catch little bits of conversation. It seems that there has been a grim sighted, but I'm not worried - people are always streching the truth. Someone probably just got startled by a large dog. I quickly get on to the train, determined to get good seats this time. I slide into an empty compartment and take out a book about jinxes. I decided to practice some of the more interesting ones. Spotting a particularily mean Slytherin girl, I point my wand at her and whisper, "Tarantallegra." All of the sudden she starts dancing uncontrollably, and I have to duck back into the compartment to hide my laughing. This is going to be an interesting year...

submitted by Elena P.
(March 20, 2016 - 2:39 pm)

Why does everyone hate Sytherin? Cry

That's my House you're insulting! 

submitted by Yue-meng (Reh-mung)
(March 20, 2016 - 4:01 pm)
You know what, I'll be the Slytherin Eloise jinxed. Yue-meng is a lot more sad-looking than mean-looking, but we'll just say she was from a distance.
~Yue-meng~
I'm staring out the window, lost in memories, when I hear someone call, "Tarantallegra!" All of a sudden, my legs start dancing uncontrollably! I fall onto the ground, my legs kicking myself in the process, and try to look around to see who did it. No luck.
After that horrible spell wears off (It seems that the caster, whoever he/she was, had casted it for the first time) I get back into my seat. 
Tears well up in my eyes.
The children at Hogwarts are bullies, too! I bet whoever the caster was did that to me because I'm a foreigner. Because I don't belong. 
Because I look different.
For the next seven years, my life will be misery.
I'm so lonely!
Maybe the person casting that spell had friends. Maybe a whole group of friends planned that on me.
And we haven't even reached the school yet.
A woman pushing a cart full of snacks stops at my compartment.
"Would you like anything, dear?"
"I don't want. My money lost." I stutter, convinced that I made a grammatical error somewhere in there. "I mean, I lost my money." Does my accent sound bad? I turn red.
She smiles at me. "That's okay, dear. Bye!" She continues pushing her cart onwards. I sigh, then my thoughts wander back to my loneliness. To my friendlessness.
submitted by Yue-meng (Reh-mung)
(March 21, 2016 - 2:13 pm)
~Yue-meng~
Finally, It's time to get off the train.
I pull myself up and walk out of my lonely compartment. The train is so crowded that I go back in to wait until it is less crowded.
Inside, I take out a piece of paper. I take out my quill.
And on it I write one word, two Chinese  characters.
Peng you.
They are the characters for "friend".
I gaze at it for a long moment. Then I slowly, slowly, carefully start to fold it into a paper airplane. I grab my things and stand up.
I make my way out of the train, following the busy crowd.
Once I'm outside, I take a deep breath.
I wind up my arm.
And I throw that paper airplane, sending it far and wide.
It soars over the crowd and I'm pretty sure it hits someone in the head, but I can't be sure.
This is the part where most people would start to laugh or giggle, then run away.
However, this was not what I did. I rarely ever laugh, because there is nothing to laugh about. Instead, I turn around and continue with the crowd on the way to the tall, looming, mysterious castle.
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P.S. Anyone can be the person that Yue-meng hit in the head with.
P.P.S. Here is the paper she wrote on and the paper airplane she folded it into. 
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submitted by Yue-meng (Reh-mung)
(March 24, 2016 - 11:22 am)
submitted by Top
(March 25, 2016 - 8:58 pm)

I'll be that person! Posting later

submitted by Amber Wolf/Parker S., Typing
(March 27, 2016 - 9:25 am)

Top

submitted by topper
(March 27, 2016 - 10:11 am)

Ahhh!!! Oh no!!! My character has turned into a bully!!! I didn't mean it!!!

submitted by Elena P.
(March 27, 2016 - 6:46 pm)

Eloise~

A moment after jinxing the Slytherin girl, I looked back out of the compartment, and saw to my horror that she was nearly crying. I had thought that she was someone else, a mean fifth year who had bullied me last year. I had been meaning to jinx her, not some oher girl. Groaning, I ducked back into the compartment, feeling awful for what I had done. Quickly, I took out a piece of parchment, and scrawled:

Hi. I know you don't know me, but I just wanted to say sorry. I was the one put the dancing jinx on you. I had thought you were someone else, a different girl who had bullied me last year. I understand if you don't accept my apology. I really shouldn't have been jinxing anyone. Even if I mistook them for someone else who deserved it. I can tell you're foreign. I know what that feels like. Although I'm not technically from there, I lived most of my live in Africa and in South America before moving here. It's really hard, and everything is so confusing and different. Ok, I'd have to go now. I really hope you accept my apology.

~Eloise

Satisfied with my note, I slipped it into the girls book during class, and waited.

submitted by Elena P.
(March 27, 2016 - 7:11 pm)

Elena, it was supposed to be a misunderstanding.

submitted by Yue-meng
(March 28, 2016 - 2:10 pm)

TOP

submitted by TOPTOPTOPTOPTOPTOPTO
(March 30, 2016 - 6:36 am)

Is it too late for me to join?

submitted by Pandora
(March 31, 2016 - 2:14 pm)

Ummmm N, not at all. Welcome! Are you new?

submitted by Elvina
(March 31, 2016 - 6:05 pm)
Well, here goes!
Name: Aphrodite Parkington
Age/Year: 15
Apperance: Long, straight blond hair and gray-blue eyes. Tall.
Personality: She's a complete show-off. She's super-rich and brings all her fancy jewelry to class to show everyone. She brags a lot, but is actually a very nice person. She will help anyone with anything and she cares a lot about people's feelings.
House: Hufflepuff
Wand: Phoenix feather and elm
Do they play Quidditch?: Yes, is very show-offy about it.
Other: She's pureblood but thinks that everyone is equal.
submitted by Pandora , Opening boxes
(March 31, 2016 - 8:32 pm)

Name:Ana Wington

Age :13

Appearance:Long,wavy, blonde hair, blue eyes and mid-sized loves nature,potions class and absolutly LOVES quidditch.Almost always wears her hair in a braid

House: Ravenclaw

Wand:Cenitaur and elm

Quidditch stats: yes attends every practice 

submitted by Kinkajou, age 10 moons, Pyrrhia
(April 3, 2016 - 8:43 am)
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