Hogwarts: The Role-Play
It is the year 2008. It has been ten years since He Who Must Not Be Named was defeated in battle by the famous Harry Potter. Hogwarts has remained open in all those years since that final battle and has never faced any… serious problems since then. There are still the fierce rivalries between the houses of Gryffindor, Slytherin, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw and of course the much enthused Quidditch season.
But now, there is a problem. A dark and mysterious man has appeared from nowhere and has begun kidnapping and killing those of muggle birth. It is not known who this man is but he is suspected to be one of the final Death Eaters remaining.
Will you be a small child who has just joined the school? Will you be a seasoned veteran? Will you be a prefect? All these will be answered when you join and become: A student of Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
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Rene sighed as the train from 9 and 3 Quarters shuddered along the tracks leading towards the school of magic. His friend Mike was practicing some new spell his older brother had taught him and was making Rene want to puke from the stench of smoke.
"Mike cut it out already..." Rene muttered as his friend once again managed to set alight the seat and cause it to billow smoke. Rene quickly whipped out his wand and muttered the spell to extinguish it and sighed. His friend had stood up now and taken off his baseball cap. He was a tall bloke Mike, he had darkish brown eyes and and short cropped black hair. He was wearing a light brown jacket over a plain white top and was wearing tacky tracksuit bottoms and trainers. Rene smiled as his friend brushed off what looked like ash from his clothing and smirked.
"I'm getting better y'know!" He smirked as he sat back down. He quickly pointed his wand at the hole he had made in the seat and muttered. "Reparo." The fabric suddenly began to seem together effortlessly and Mike smirked.
"Better get our robes on. Hate the fact they make us wear the robes for the opening ceremony." Rene sighed. He really did hate it. It was getting dark now and Mike just nodded as he grabbed his trunk and flipped the lid open.
"Almost home, Hogwarts..."
It is the year 2008. It has been ten years since He Who Must Not Be Named was defeated in battle by the famous Harry Potter. Hogwarts has remained open in all those years since that final battle and has never faced any… serious problems since then. There are still the fierce rivalries between the houses of Gryffindor, Slytherin, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw and of course the much enthused Quidditch season.
But now, there is a problem. A dark and mysterious man has appeared from nowhere and has begun kidnapping and killing those of muggle birth. It is not known who this man is but he is suspected to be one of the final Death Eaters remaining.
Will you be a small child who has just joined the school? Will you be a seasoned veteran? Will you be a prefect? All these will be answered when you join and become: A student of Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
~~~~~~~
Rene sighed as the train from 9 and 3 Quarters shuddered along the tracks leading towards the school of magic. His friend Mike was practicing some new spell his older brother had taught him and was making Rene want to puke from the stench of smoke.
"Mike cut it out already..." Rene muttered as his friend once again managed to set alight the seat and cause it to billow smoke. Rene quickly whipped out his wand and muttered the spell to extinguish it and sighed. His friend had stood up now and taken off his baseball cap. He was a tall bloke Mike, he had darkish brown eyes and and short cropped black hair. He was wearing a light brown jacket over a plain white top and was wearing tacky tracksuit bottoms and trainers. Rene smiled as his friend brushed off what looked like ash from his clothing and smirked.
"I'm getting better y'know!" He smirked as he sat back down. He quickly pointed his wand at the hole he had made in the seat and muttered. "Reparo." The fabric suddenly began to seem together effortlessly and Mike smirked.
"Better get our robes on. Hate the fact they make us wear the robes for the opening ceremony." Rene sighed. He really did hate it. It was getting dark now and Mike just nodded as he grabbed his trunk and flipped the lid open.
"Almost home, Hogwarts..."