forum Harry Potter role play

Started March 06, 2019 by Deleted user

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(Yayy, Zyra finally has someone in slytherin!)

;)

(Where is this in relevance to Harry Potter? Like, before, during or after? I prefer before, like Marauder Era)

A shy girl with midnight black hair sat in the compartment across from them. She was looking around with silvery-blue eyes that held her anxiety in their spherical form.

Jackson looked over at the girl in the other apartment he was shocked at how blue her eyes were

A girl with wild brown hair, trailed by a girl with straight blonde hair, slid the compartment door open. "Hello," she said sharply.
Melissa flinched away from them. "Y-You're Bellatrix and Narcissa Black!"
She laughed. "Finally, someone that's heard of us, Narcissa."
Narcissa smiled wryly. "You must be a pureblood, then."
Melissa nodded slowly.
"Mind if we sit with you?" Bellatrix asked, her eyes daring the shy girl to say yes.
"N-No," she stammered. "I-I don't mind…"

Jackson turned his gaze back to Zyra “so what are the traits of each house?”

Bellatrix flopped down into the seat beside Melissa, purposefully sitting closer than needed, just to make the girl uncomfortable. She succeeded, as Melissa visibly squirmed to get away from her.
Narcissa sat across from Melissa and rolled her eyes. "Bella, cut her a break. She's the first pureblood we've met."
Bellatrix made a face and sat up straight. "Fine." She looked back over at Melissa. "Do you have a name?"
"M-Melissa," she replied shakily.

Name: Cedar Frell
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bisexual
Appearance: Messy (and I mean messy) brown hair that he's constantly pushing out of his face, warm brown eyes, pronounced dimples, eye wrinkles from smiling all the time, usually disheveled clothing because he's clumsy. He perpetually has white cat hair on his robes.
House: Hufflepuff
Personality: Light-hearted, friendly, outgoing, persistent and caring. He's unbearable clumsy sometimes, but a quick learner and great at want magic and, like most Hufflepuffs, Herbology.
Age: Eleven
Year: One
Blood-type: Half-blood
Pet: A white cat named Aspen
Wand: Applewood, with a phoenix feather core, 11" and slightly rigid.
Patronus: White Stallion
Favorite professor: McGonagall
Favorite class: Charms

(is this okay or should i change his year/age?)

Jacks gaze drifted back to his black spotted brown owl a he slept quietly

"Nine and three quarters, nine and three quarters…." Cedar mumbled under his breath, scanning for a sign or something to direct him. Then he nearly facepalmed as he remembered what his mother had said, and knowingly watched as a family stepped right through a magical barrier not twenty feet away from him. "Aspen, I know you hate this, but hold on just a little longer…" he told the cat that was struggling to free herself of his messenger bag. His tongue peeked out from between his lips as he concentrated on wheeling his cart with all his luggage as subtly as he could towards the brick wall. He glanced at the time and nearly sighed in relief. "Ten more minutes, I'm fine," he continued encouraging himself, then took the leap, or rather push, of faith that sent him to the other side. "Platform nine and three quarters! I made it!" he cheered, then immediately swerved as he nearly hit another person. "Sorry!" he called out, laughing apologetically. Five minutes later, and with some help from a few older students, he had his stuff safely on the train and was now picking his way through the hallways of the train, cradling Aspen in his arms as he looked for a place to sit. He heard voices from one of the compartments and eagerly knocked on the door before opening it. "Hi! Is it alright with you if I sit in here?" he asked the three of them politely, noting the owl and the other cat. Aspen also seemed to notice them, and began squirming to get down. "Aspen!" he whispered scoldingly, holding her in place.

“It’s fine with me” he said. As he looked up to the boy

Cedar grinned and looked to the others briefly, then slipped in before anyone could oppose the other boy. "Hello! Wait, I already said that… My name's Cedar, and this is Aspen!" he introduced, holding a hand out to Jack since he was closest. With his other hand he kept a tight hold of Aspen. "And before you ask, yes I know we're both named after trees, and yes, it was intentional," he explained, a grin on his face at the prospect of making a friend.

Jack shook Cedar’s hand “I’m Jackson you can call me jack” he looked at his owl “the most hilarious thing is that my owl’s name is chestnut” after he said this Chestnut hooted in response

He laughed and nodded. "That's kind of awesome, actually," he told him. "But it's nice to meet you!" He glanced curiously at the others in the compartment and asked, "I'm not the only first year, right? What houses do you guys think you'll be sorted into?"