Harry Potter RP

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Harry Potter RP

Harry Potter RP

We have not done this in like a thousand years!!!!!!!!! I am craving a Harry Potter RP So I decided to make one. But, there are rules...... 

Rules:

1) Have Fun!!!!

2) No outrageous magic. But you can have like, parseltongue but only if you are in Slytherin. 

3) Don't be like "OMG! VOLDEMORT IS COMING!" Because we are doing time line when Voldemort was Tom Riddle, and Harry's Parents, and Snape are in their 1st year.

That is all the rules, also in #3 it says the RP is in Harry's Parents first year, and they are in there first year. Tom Riddle is in his 5th year. Ron's parents are in their 4th year, they were both a couple years older than the Potters. And that is all! Please follow my charrie.

Name: Jasmine

What year: 3rd

House: Ravenclaw

Personality: Smart, loves birds, serious about her schooling.

Blood (Muggleborn, pureblood, or Halfblood): Muggleborn

What are you? (Werewolf, can you change appearance, etc.): Nothing.

Other: Professor Slughorn loves her, well as a student....   

 

submitted by Lilly P, age 11, Hogwarts
(December 27, 2016 - 11:01 am)

back to the Inkwell

Yeah, sure. But after this NO more animangi!! 

submitted by Lilly P, age 11, Hogwarts
(December 28, 2016 - 2:46 pm)

Name: Voilet Snape 

What year: 5

House: Slytherin

Personality: Acts like a typical Slytherin. Also calls Muggleborns mud bloods

Appearance: (I know it doesn't say it on there but I think we need it...) Black hair in a ponytail, also hair is curly. Her eyes are the same color of her little brother Severus Snape,who's eye color is Hazel. Pale and is unhealthy skinny.  

Blood: Pureblood 

What are you: Nothing but she is in the 'death eater' group with Tom Riddle.

Other: Loves her brother, Severus Snape, and would do anything for him. But she hates it that Severus I'd frI ends with the mudblood Lilly Potter.  

 

submitted by CurlyGirl, age 13, London
(December 28, 2016 - 3:18 pm)

So I have counted, and we have 6 charries, and that means we can start!!!!!! Also, sorry I didn't put appearance in. You can add that.... 

Jasmine~

"Come on mum!" I yelled. I was so exited to go back to Hogwarts, all the ghost, all of us advoding the girls restroom on the 2nd floor. The Slytherin house and the Gryfindoor house fighting. The Hufflepuffs tripping over their book bags. The Ravenclaws going to their classes earlier than everyone else. "I am coming!" she yelled while she ran. Finally we got to platform 9 3/4. "Okay, hurry you don't want to be late," my mum said to me. "Okay, mum. I'll miss you," I said as I hugged her, then I ran through the bricks to the platform. "JASMINE!!!" Penny Salamander screamed. "Penny, nice to see you again!" "Come on, let's board the train," she said. We got on the train and sat and chatted. "Did you know that Severus Snape is coming this year?" Penny asked me. "You mean Voilet Snape's little brother?" I asked. "Yes!" "Bet you that he will be in Slytherin," I said. "Yep" Penny said. 

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Sorry, couldnt think of anymore.  

submitted by Lilly P(LillyPotter), age 11, Hogwarts
(December 28, 2016 - 3:36 pm)

Cool, what happens next? (I've never been in a RP before.)

submitted by BookBug, age 9, Australia
(December 28, 2016 - 9:28 pm)

In an RP you write a story about your charrie, buy make sure it isnt far out likr if the RP was Harry Potter themed and you wrote: "I finally gained my cofedence to jump of the space ship," see, totally far out. So, just write and make sure it is with the theme. 

submitted by Lilly P, age 11, Hogwarts
(December 29, 2016 - 8:25 am)

Hello! I LOVE harry potter, and have an account on pottermore, and went to universal studios with the harry potter world there (which one exactly i will keep secret) and I LOVED it! I see there are no hufflepuffs yet, and the pottermore quiz says im a hufflepuff...

Name: Storm Windwhisperer

What year: 4th

House: Hufflepuff!

Personality: Is serious about studying, very loyal and kind to those who open up to her.

Blood (Muggleborn, pureblood, or Halfblood): pureblood

What are you?: purely human

Other: Has already discovered her patronus, being a buffalo, and came from Ilvernmorny, had to move due to no-maj dangers during the summer before her third year.

submitted by Storm Windwhisperer, Somewhere over the rainbo
(December 28, 2016 - 4:40 pm)

I just have to tell you something. Hogwarts is in Britan, in America wizards and whiches call people with no major no-maj in Britan we call them muggles.Hmm, but I wonder that there is a school for whichcraft in U.S.A 

submitted by Lilly P, age 11, Hogwarts
(December 29, 2016 - 8:28 am)

yes, it's called Ilvernmorny. Rowling revealed it on Pottermore. My Charrie is in pukwudgie house

submitted by Storm Windwhisperer
(December 29, 2016 - 12:22 pm)

@Lily P.

Am I third year or a thirteen year old first year that somehow got overlooked. Or am I a normal first year(from britain)?

Sorry, for all the questions. But I realize that I'm putting in all this stuff from my normal Hary Potter story(not all of it, but you know what I mean). How about I'm just a first year from England. Like normal kids. 

submitted by Riverfrost
(December 29, 2016 - 8:39 am)

Name: Margaret

Year: 2nd

House: Ravenclaw

Personality: Nerdy, Shy, Kind

Blood: Halfblood

WHat are you: Animagus (Owl)

Other: Best friends with Lilly Potter 

submitted by elementgirl18917
(December 30, 2016 - 9:22 am)

I am sorry no more animungus and I am a loner in this RP so I have no friends.

submitted by Lilly P, age 12, London
(December 30, 2016 - 2:55 pm)
~Moor
Panic. It acompanies me everywhere, over my head like a storm cloud, or sometimes surrounding me like mist.
I don't care about how I look. My hair is unbrushed, and keeps on frantically changing from a puke green to a dirty creme, speckled with blue the color of a robin's eggshell.
I don't care what my outfit is either. I'm dirty and wild, and my eyes are a feral yellow, my vision blurring for a second as I see in the mirror that my eyes are yellow and slit-pupiled like a bobcat's, or perhaps a snake's.
A snake's. I quickly struggle to master my eyes, and everything blurs as they turn into a light green.
I tuck my mirror--an extremely shattered piece of glass that I suspect came from an enchanted mirror--into my pocket and run my hands over my uniform skirt over, and over, and over again.
I want to yell 'this is freaky' and never come back here to platform nine and three quarters again.
Everyone is busy. Trolleys cart everywhere, rattling along the concrete. A million voices rattle on at once, and as hard as I may try, I can't pick anything out of the garble. 
My mother is attentative next to me. Her hair is in her favorite way--it's long and chocolatey, swept back and held with a headband of pearls to match her necklace of the same. I don't eye the shining locks with envy. I don't care about how sparkly and magical her eyes are in this new shade of iridescent violet that glitters like a jewel. I don't care if she bends over to me and whispers 'you should try an amethyst color on yours, dear' as she steers me by my shoulder. I don't care about her outfit, sewed in the fanciest, most floaty lavender that swirls around her. I don't care if she's made her lips appear a bright pink.
All I care about is my plan. I've thought it all out. (I changed her year to first year, by the way.) What house I get in. I've planned it all out. My Celestina Warbeck poster I have in my dorm--gracious, when I get a dorm.
And the classes. I clearly will excell at Defense against the Dark Arts. I might even do so well they move me up into the second year class. And transfiguration. Dada and Transfiguration. Yes. I'll do well.
"Dear? Come on, you're going to be late." My mother's voice plays out from next to me.
I snap out of my thoughts and find the brick wall out of the crowded train station. I don't want to run at it. I might get hurt before I can get to Hogwarts.
Sage makes a feeble hoot from where she sits, in the cage, in the trolley. I catch a glimpse of her light head, tucked into her wing, through the steel wire bars.
I don't listen to my mother any longer. I just wave at her and run at the brick wall.
The last words I hear my mother faintly call are-- "Don't associate with mudbloods! AND YOUR HAIR NEEDS TO BE MORE ACCCEPTABLE, DEAREST--" 
I smirk as my trolley comes through, and I wade into the crowd, removing my black trunk and owl cage from it.
The crowd looks much more...MAGICAL. They're all wearing black robes, carrying owls--some with cats--and chatting loudly about Grindlewald. I snort in disdain, put my head up high, and wade through the crowd.
I quickly remember to change my hair to a more acceptable color, and I do so--changing it to a carroty color. I don't care for my hair or looks, but I, of course, will set a good pure blood standard.
I'm so focused on keeping my head high and expression haughty that I run straight into a boy.
He's something, all right. Perfect black hair, marble white skin, haughty features...
And a wand pointed straight at my heart for running into him.
"We're in a crowded station. You can't exactly murder me." I say with a stupid tone in my voice. There goes decent pureblood impression.
I book it to the train, nearly sending his wand spinning out of his hand, and, just as I get into the gleaming scarlet train, I bump into someone--again. (Anyone can be this person)
submitted by Icy, age 12!!!, The Forest
(December 30, 2016 - 9:26 pm)

Heather~

As I skip outside to say goodbye to my little brother, James, I bump into a tall girl with long, carrot coloured hair. She looks down at me disdainfully.

"Hello." She says coldly. "May I get past."

"Oh" I say. "Ok." I see her smirking at my messy long blond hair and I hurredly walk away.

Later, as I walk through the long corridor past the rows and rows of compartments. As I slide open the door of the very last compartment which me and me best friend always sit in, I see the girl I bumped into before sitting in my seat.

"Are you a mud blood?" She asks quickly.

"Am I a muggle born?" I say angrily. "No, I am not."

The girl looks relived. 

"What's your name anyway?" She says. Suddenly my best friend walks in.

(Anyone can be my friend) 

submitted by BookBug, age ??, Australia
(December 30, 2016 - 10:32 pm)
submitted by Anyone?
(December 31, 2016 - 5:54 pm)

~Storm Windwhisperer

Storm sat alone on the train. She was afterall, a loner. Oh, had she missed Ilvernmorny!

 

submitted by Storm Windwhisperer
(December 31, 2016 - 12:41 pm)
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