Harry Potter Roleplay

Well then, I'm sure everyone has heard of Harry Potter, so let's just dive right in!

[PLOT]
This roleplay dates twenty years after Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, and Harry Potter were at Hogwarts, precisely seven years after the death of Lord Voldemort. Your character is a student or staff member at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. While all is much more peaceful than when Voldemort was alive, strange deaths have been occurring lately and many are starting to become worried. Of course, as a Hogwarts attendee, you are safe, but panic will grow throughout the roleplay as evil uprisings will try to complete Lord Voldemort's plan to rid the world of muggles and non-pure-blood wizards.

[RULES]
1. Please do not God-Mod, in other words, do not give yourself infinite fame and wealth or any extreme skill, such as parslemouth.

2. Do not kill off a character without permission.

3. Please post on-topic posts only and use either the roleplay discussion and or off-topic discussion for OOC (Out of Character) posts.

4. Regarding houses, please use the following randomized coding to sort you into a house:

Code:

[rand]4[/rand]

When you post that into your post, you will get put into a house. The numbers correspond to each house:
1. Gryffindor
2. Ravenclaw
3. Slytherin
4. Hufflepuff

EXAMPLE:

Random number (1,4) : 3

This will prevent people from all choosing Gryffindor or Slytherin. Descriptions of each house can be found in the character thread of this forum.

5. Regarding posting, unless two people have posted in between your post or it has been at least four hours since one person posted after you, do not post. Double-posting is strictly against the rules, since this would cause one person to have quite a few posts racked up if there aren't very many active participants in the roleplay.

6. Since once the Harry Potter Roleplay gets started, it is hard for new members to join, a new rule will be put into effect. When you join the roleplay after the sorting has already begun, you may post a brief summary of how your character got sorted along with your character. This condition only applies if you begin after the roleplay has begun.

7. *Note: Everyone is going to start off as a first year to prevent God-modding, since fifth years and on have abilities that someone who chooses to be a first year may not have. This will also make it easier for relationships to start between roleplayers, since all the characters will have a class or two together.

8. Have tons of fun! I know that there are lots of Harry Potter fans out there, so just enjoy the roleplay, but don't follow too strictly to the Harry Potter plot.

NOTE: Do not make your character related to Harry Potter, Hermoine Granger, or any other character from the books

Willow sleepily jumped down the stairs and picked up the post as she headed into the front room. She tossed any mail not addressed to her on to a small table near the fire. She had tossed almost every letter on to the table and in frustration she threw the remaining three on to the table without even glancing at them. She was heading out of the room into the kitchen when she quickly went back to the table and picked up the letter perched on the very top.

Miss Willow Sariah.

Willow was excited. The only letters she ever recieved were ones from the bank or from her school and they were usually in type format, very formal. This had her name written on the front in hand. 'Who could it possibly be from?' she thought as she turned it over to see a seal with a H imprinted into it on the back. She slid her finger under the flap and opened it carefully.

**

Dear Miss Sariah,

We are pleased to inform you that you have a place at Hogwarts School of Withcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all neccessary book and equipment.

Term begins on the 1st of September. We await your owl no later than the 31st of July.

Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall
Headmistress

Willow stared at the letter slightly confused. She walked into the kitchen slowly with the letter so close to her face it rubbed her nose. "Do you think this is a practical joke, taid?" Her grandfather slipped the letter from her hand and examined it. He shook his head.

"It doesn't seem to be, kiddo. I remember when one of my old friends came back from Hogwarts. I tried to force him to tell me what it was all about but he never spilt a word to me. Witches and Wizards. Well, it was no wonder, he must have thought I'd think he was crazy..." he grandfather went on a little as he got back to making their breakfast.

"But where do I get all of this stuff?" she muttered more to herself than anyone else as she took a seat around the breakfast bar. Willow had a mixture of feelings at that point in time - confusion, excitement and hunger.

"Somewhere in London if I remember correctly," he sighed almost as if he was day dreaming.

"Nain, can we go to London soon?!" she called from the kitchen.

"Of course dear," laughed her aunt from the top of the stairs.

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OOC: Roxanne, since this occurs after HP books, I think McGonagall would probably be headmistress. Either that or a new person

Isabella excitedly combed through her hair with her fingers as she looked at the letter and read it one more time.

Dear Isabella,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been selected to join Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. You begin schooling on the 1st of September.

Enclosed is the list of books and supplies you will need as a first year.

Sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
Headmistress

She then folded the letter as her mom excitedly took her hand.

"Oh dear, I am so glad! I absolutely cannot wait, we must get you and owl! Oh and let's not forget all these supplies, oh darling I cannot wait for you to start, you will love Hogwarts, I just know it!" Her mom said excitedly. The two were quite similar in most respects, but one feature differed. While Isabella's hair was brown and thin, her mother looked like a goddess, she had long strawberry blonde hair that curled nicely down to her mid-section and a perfect body. Isabella had gotten her mom's body and face but her dad's unmanageable hair.

"Mum, I want the perfect owl," Isabella announced proudly.

"Of course Bella!" her mother said cheefully and gave her another hug. Isabella was counting and this was now the sixth hug she had received since her letter came in the mail. However, Isabella had her doubts, while her mother had been a strong Gryffindor, Isabella feared that she may not make the cut into that particular house.

OoC:Pretty sure it's more than 4 hours since the person after me posted.

He felt the whirling which he could never really get used to. He popped out at the Leaky Cauldron and greeted Tom. Tom was really friendly with him. "Hello Cameron. S'pose you got the letter today?"

Cameron smiled broadly and said,"Yeah. I'm so excited. I wonder what house I'm going to be in?" he ended, quite to himself. Tom reassured him and told him not to worry about it until he got there, which did relieve him quite a bit. His parents appeared seconds later and led him to the wall in the courtyard. They taped the brick and the archway dissolved to reveal the familiar Diagon Alley. They had to stop at Gringotts first.

Their vault, number 782, was one that was almost filled to the brim, but not with gold. Most of it was amazingly old family heirlooms. Most of the rest of the vault was filled with Galleons, the rest with Sickles. They kept all the Knuts at home, since most subscriptions utilised Knuts.

His pouch filled and jangling quite happily, he walked into Madam Malkins while his mother went to Florish And Blotts and his Father went to the Menagerie for some Owl Medicine. Nirvana was looking a bit under the weather. Madam Malkins greeted him warmly and said, "Alrgiht then,. stand on this chair and hold out your arms." He did so and several enchanted, flying, tape measures flew at him and started to check his measurements. Madam Malkin walked into the back when they were done and brought out some robes. Apart from the arm length, they were perfect.

"Alright then, hold still, I'm just checking the arm length." he stuck a pin through the sleeve and cut it with her wand. It took another minute and he was done. He walked out with the robes and then went to Ollivanders. He was hoping for a really good one. Ollivander smiled as he walked in and said, "I know exactly what you want."

He came back with a little black box and said, "Try it." He waved the wand and one of the vases on Ollivander's table levitated. He was happy with the wand and walked out. His parents had already finished the rest of the shopping and they went back home. There were only 5 days left now, he couldn't wait.

Jenny sat on her bed, staring down at a sheet of parchment, her light blond bangs partically obscuring her vision. Right there, in her hands, was the letter saying that she had been accepted into Hogwarts. Just like her two sisters, Jenny was going. She turned to the window, where her small brown owl was perched on the sill.

"I can't wait, Amaya," Jenny said to the owl, who hooted in reply. "Now Suuki and Athena can't rub it in their faces that they're in Hogwarts instead of me."

Amaya hooted against as Jenny crossed to the window. Jenny gazed out at the clear blue sky beyond the magic family's house, smiling to herself. She knew that Athena was likely to play tricks on her, but maybe they would be in different houses. After all, her two elder sisters were Gryffindors. And Jenny was definately not brave or chivalrous.

"I wonder which house I'll be in," she mumbled to herself, then crossing the room again, wandering out to the second-floor landing, and down to the kitchen. A note was floating in midair over a countertop - Jenny grabbed it and saw her mother's neat, loopy script.

Dear Jenny,

We've gone to Diagon Alley already to buy Suuki and Athena's supplies. Since you were asleep, we thought it be best to leave you be. Just take the Floo Powder, okay?

Mom

Jennifer left the note on the counter, and walked into the living room, stopped at the fireplace. She reached into the little cup that was in a holder on the fireplace. She got a handful of green powder, ducked her head, and stepped inside the fireplace. It was rather filthy. In a clear voice, the blond called out, "Diagon Alley!" and everything was spinning, spinning, spinning, until she appeared in the Leaky Cauldron, covered in ashes and soot.

A few days later Willow and her grandparents set off for London. "When we get there I'll see if I can find my old friend. He may be able to help us find this stuff..." her taid trailed off glacing at the long list of supplies needed. Her nain chuckled under her breath.

They stepped off the train and headed into the housing estate of London. Her taid knocked on the door of a house half way down a long street. "I need a favour," her taid said when the door opened to reveal a tall skinny man. "Willow's going to Hogwarts and we need to get the stuff." The tall man smiled as he pulled on his jacket without a word and led them back down the street towards the center of London.

Willow payed barely any attention to where they were being taken but she noticed the warm air meet her cold face as they stepped inside a crowded pub. Everyone looked different in a way that she couldn't pin point. They were led quickly through the pub to the back. Several of the people in the pub glanced at Willow and then said silent whispers to each other. It un-nerved her and so she ran to keep up with her granparents. Once they were out of the pub into the small area at the back Willow felt the cold breeze on her face. It felt and smelt much better than inside the smokey pub. The warm air had been a nice sensation and had warmed up her cheeks but the cold air kept her awake and alert.

Willow glanced back at the pub and then the wall that had been in front of them seemed to have dissapeared by the time she turned around again. "Woah," she muttered under her breath as she looked at all the people bubbly and bright walking around and shopping. The tall man ushered her the other side of the wall into the crowd of people and toward a large building in the distance.

"Willow going to Hogwarts. I never saw that coming," the man chuckled. "You don't remember me, do you Willow?" Willow shook her head as she was guided through various crowds. "I used to babysit you when you were younger." Willow just smiled in response, too amused with her surroundings to reply.

Isabella and her mother held hands as her mother apparated to Diagon Alley. She had always loved the rushing sensation as they went soaring. It was the one thing she loved most about being magical, the hope that one day she would be able to soar just like that.

When they arrived at The Leaky Cauldron all of Isabella's worry went away. They touched the brick together and she felt glad that finally she could be what her mother wanted her to be. She could protect herself now, that much she knew. So when they walked in to Ollivander's to get her wand, Isabella felt happy and beautiful inside, she knew she could get the perfect wand.

"Aaah... Selena. Glad to see that your daughter has finally come of age, Bella, correct?" Ollivander said curiously. Everyone knew the story of Ollivander, how he was held captive during the dark ages. He had changed, become more mysterious. But Bella liked the elderly man very much and hoped that he would give her a great wand.

"Well, I know exactly what wand you need," Ollivander said and he brought a box that was a shiny mahogany. When he opened it a beautiful wand was revealed. It's smooth surface was dazzling and Isabella immediately fell in love. She picked up the wand and flicked it just a little and a box slid out of the pile of boxes in the corner. The box fell to the floor and Isabella was delighted with her progress.

"Very interesting..." Ollivander said with a sigh and walked away, leaving Bella and her mother to exit and go to Madame Malkin's

After seeing several other people pass out of the fireplace after her, Jenny walked out of the Leaky Cauldron and paused at a brick wall. She did not have a wand to get through. She sighed through the corner of her mouth, and her bangs floated away from her face a bit.

"Jennifer!"

Jenny turned around and saw Suuki running out of the Leaky Cauldron, her shoulder-length, wavy-blond hair flying about, wand in hand. Once the two were in front of the wall, Suuki spoke.

"Jenny, I was waiting for you for at least an hour, until I had to go to the bathroom. Then when I went back over to the fireplace, you weren't there, so I came out here and there you were..."

"Can you just open up the wall, or whatever?" Jenny sighed, her bangs floating momentarily again. Suuki tapped her wand at different places on the wall, which formed into a tall brich archway. The sisters walked into Diagon Alley, which was full of shoppers, some who stared at Jenny as she passed. Jenny then realized she was still covered in ashes and soot. She quickly brushed it off of her navy-and-teal-striped sweater and her jeans and her long blond hair. She could pass off as a Muggle if it wasn't for the fact she was in Diagon Alley.

"Where to first?" Suuki asked. Jenny consulted her list.

"Might as well go in chronological order," she said. "So, I guess a trip to Madame Malkin's is a necessity."

"Since when did you become a user of big words?" Suuki teased. The two entered the robes shop, and Madame Malkin was busy tailoring a fourteen-year-old's robes.

"Hello!" Madame Malkin called. "Hold on a minute, I'm busy fixing up your sister."

Once the tailoring was done, the fourteen-year-old with dark, auburn-red hair hopped off the stool and smiled. Athena.

"Go ahead, ickly wickly Jenny-boo-bear," Athena teased, and her and Suuki ran off into the crowded alley.

"Just hop up on the stool so I can measure you." Jenny did as she was told by Madame Malkin and the magic tape measure took the measurements. Madame Malkin went into the back of the robes shop, and came back with black robes. Jenny tried them on, and they fit perfectly. Jenny walked nextdoor into Flourish and Blotts, again consulting her list.

She got The Standard Book of Spells (Grade 1), A History of Magic, Magical Theory, A Beginners' Guide to Transfiguration, One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi, Magical Drafts and Potions, Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them, and The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Protection. She was going to wait to buy the rest until she met up with the rest of her family at Florean Fortesque's Ice Cream Parlor.

Madame Malkin was an interesting woman, very kind and thoughtful but also tough. When Bella walked into the store with her mom, she immediately knew that the woman meant business, so she stood next to her without a word. When the magical tape measurers started to fly around Bella she smiled, she had forgotten how much she loved magic. Since her father left she had forced herself to hate magic, forced herself to hate everything she loved. But as soon as she saw it all again, all the magic, her head was spinning. She truly loved all of it, it was the only thing in her life she loved more than her mother. So as the tape continued to size her up she smiled and knew that everything would turn out OK.

"Great, here ya go," Madame Malkins said cheerfully and handed Bella a pile of robes. Her mom smiled gleefully and the two headed to Flourish and Blotts and the Magical Menagerie as Bella's mother continued to try and convince her to get an owl. Bella relented finally but swore she would only get an owl to use for emergencies. So the duo walked into the Menagerie with Bella dead set on not finding a good enough owl.

"Look Bella, here's a cute barn owl," Her mother said hopefully. Bella shook her head and continued further to the back of the store. Then she saw her. The perfect owl. It was a tiny black owl with yellow eyes and it squeaked quietly as Bella walked towards it. She smiled, it was the perfect owl and she immediately fell in love with it.

"Mum, look at this one!" she exclaimed and her mother walked over.

"Oh, Bella are you sure? It's just so...small and dark," her mother said nervously. Bella shook her head fiercely, "It's perfect," she said in a near whisper and the matter was settled. They bought the owl and left to return home.

When Eva has received the letter, she almost jumped for joy. It was one of her biggest dreams to go to Hogwarts, and hopefully be in the same house all her brothers were in. They called her a true Gryffindor, one who was very brave and altruistic. Little Eva wasn't sure about that at the time.

She remembered reading the paper, with the fancy handwriting in a brown ink. It was a shiny brown, that glimmered in the light. The Headmistress herself had signed it, which was something that excited Eva.

"Dear Miss Mandela," she had said, reading the letter aloud. "We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted into Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Enclosed is a list of all necessary books and equipment. Term begins on the 1st of September. We await your owl no later than the 31st of July."

She had paused to take a deep breath, before continuing in a clear voice that was shaking with excitement, and anxiety.

"Yours sincerely, Minerva McGonagall. Headmistress." Once finished, she called for her mother, completely hyped. "Mom!! I got accepted into Hogwarts!"






"Theo, what else is on the list besides the spellbooks and cauldrons and robes? We already have all those. Mom bought them a while back." Eva asked, once they reached Diagon Alley, one of Eva's favorite places to go.

It was always full of people, most of whom she knew. She and her family visited often, and most people knew her family because of how many people were in it, and how many times they had to go buy supplies.

"You need a wand and a pet, I believe." Theodore replied, smiling at her through his glasses.

Theo was the eldest brother of the family, and probably the most respected as well. He was always kind, he was very smart, and he absolutely adored his younger sister. He worked at the Ministry, but visited home often.

"Let's get the wand first, 'kay?" she asked. “Mr. Ollivander’s shop is closest.”

“That’s fine with me.” Theodore confirmed, taking his sister’s hand and walking towards the wandshop.

The wandshop was a lovely place, a very antique store. Boxes of wants were piled everywhere, and boxes of empty wands were everywhere too. When Eva and Theodore walked in, Olllivander smiled his odd little smile, and welcomed them.

“Little Miss Mandela, here to get your wand?” he asked.

She nodded enthusiastically. Ollivander chuckled, and came forward to measure her right arm, as she was right handed. Once finished, he took out a couple different wands and gave them to her to try. The first one didn’t work, and neither did the second. The third and fourth were also not very good. But when they came to the fifth, Eva knew that this was the one. It was made of Holly, and a unicorn hair. Exactly 7 inches. It was perfect. When she flicked it, the dead flowers in Ollivander’s vase sprung to life.

“Very good, very good.” he laughed, clapping his hands together. “This wand is very good when it comes to Charms, so you’ll be sure to excel in that subject.”

Theodore paid for the wand, and then they left the store after waving goodbye to the elderly man. Once inside the petshop, Eva ran around looking at all the different owls. She was hoping for one different than those of her brothers and parents. They had just about every type of owl, except one.

“Doesn’t Ollivander scare you a bit Eva?” asked Theo while he looked around at the owls.

“Not at all, I find he’s quite a nice man.” Eva replied, and the picked up an owl which had perched itself on her hand. “I fond my owl.”

It was a beautiful creamy colored barn owl, with brown around the face and on the wings. Eva smiled, and named the male owl Jules. Theo bought it, and then the two headed to Gringotts, where they got money, and then finally they headed to the Leaky Cauldron to get some food. After all that, they went home.

After ice cream, the family bought everything but the wand. Jenny would be using Suuki and Athena's old owl, Fluffy. It wasn't new, but at least Fluffy and Jenny bonded.

Athena led Jennifer down the street to where Ollivander's was. The small shop had shelves lined with boxes and boxes of wands; Jenny was excited to finally get one.

"Ahh, Miss Athena Hayashi," the elderly wizard, Ollivander, said. "I remember giving you your wand like it was yesterday. 11 and a half inches, Yew, Unicorn Hair, correct?"

"Correct," Athena smiled. "This is Jenny, she's here to get her wand."

"Ahh. Are you right-handed or left-handed?" Ollivander asked.

"Right-handed," answered Jenny.

Ollivander disappeared amongst the shelves and soon came back with a little box. He opened it and gave the wand (9 inches, Willow, Phoenix Feather) to Jenny. She waved it. Nothing happened. On the third wand, a box on the shelf floated into the air, then back onto the shelf.

Jenny felt right while holding that 12-inch wand, made of Holly with Dragon Heartstring in it. She stowed the wand in her cloak and followed her sister down the street, through the brick archway, and into the Leaky Cauldron.

"Mom and Suuki are already home, see," explained Athena as they came to the fireplace. "So let's go. Onward and forward."

Jennifer grabbed a handful of Floo Powder from Athena (who was carrying some in a pouch tied to her waist [her mother made her do it]) and stepped into the fire, gripping her cauldron so tight her knuckles turned white. In a clear voice she called out "Hayashi Cottage!" and her and the cauldron were spinning. She, if possible, tightened her grip, and slid onto the rug in the living room of her house.

Willow's grandfather's friend, Peter, exchanged money with her taid so that she had the right money to buy everything she needed and more for the future. They moved her money from Peter's vault to her own vault and she was given the key.

Within an hour or two they had collected everything they needed for her first year at Hogwarts. Willow was most fascinated with the brown tawny owl they had bought for her, Prydwen. Her grandparents and Peter insisted on carrying her stuff but she plain refused to let them carry the cage for her owl. She smiled as they went back through the wall to the strange pub.

Peter stopped just outside of the pub and seemed to be thinking about something. "She'll need to be in London to catch the train in a couple of days time. She can stay with me if you want. I can explain a few things to her and help her before she leaves and it will save you a trip down here again." Peter said after a moment.

"Well really it's up to Willow," her nain pointed out. Willow nodded stating that she would stay with Peter. "Okay then, we'll miss you Willow!" Her nain passed the bags she had been carrying to Peter and gave her a hug. Her taid did the same only gave the bags to Willow.

"We'll see you at the end of the year," they said as they began to head back to the train station to go home. Willow smiled at them and then at Peter.

"Come on then. I have a large suitcase at home that I used when I went to Hogwarts. You're welcome to it," he said as they headed down the street back to his house.



Back at the house Peter had helped Willow pack all her things neatly into the large suitcase. Prydwen's cage stood on the windowsill and she stared out of the window intent on being set free for a little while. Willow's wand was set near the cage ready for her to put in her pocket on the day she left.

As they closed the suitcase and lugged it down the stairs Peter began explaining things like the houses and points. Willow became very excited with every word.

Platform 9 3/4

Isabella was astounded and amazed by all of the bustle that surrounded the trains. Gripping her mother's hand tightly, she looked to her father as he deftly navigated the crowds. When they arrived at platform nine, fear filled Isabella. She remembered her mum talking about the pillar that you must run through to get onto the train and part of her wondered if she could really do it. But she took a deep breath and exhaled sharply as she ran directly at the pillar. She reached the pillar and thought that she was going to crash but instead found herself in another crowd. Only in this crowd owl cages were common and there were many people with carts just like hers. She looked at her mum and smiled, everything looked perfect.

"Don't forget to write and tell us what house you got in. And if you want you can come home for Christmas, but only if you want to," Bella's mother said and kissed her on the head. Her father roped her into a hug before Bella carefully went up the steps onto the train. She quickly found an empty seat and sat down and awaited someone to sit next to her, she couldn't wait to talk about houses and everything about Hogwarts.