forum H.P. RP [{(CLOSED)}]

Started April 16, 2018 by @channel_emzie

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Name: Helen (Lenny) Gibbs
Age: 16
Race: English pureblood
Years at Hogwarts: 6
Gender: Female
Personality: Helen is quiet but not shy. She likes watching drama but not being part of it which is harder because she can be rather impulsive. She is loyal to a fault.
Looks: Waist length black hair that is straight as a ruler. She has dark blue eyes that always look like they're smiling. She is about 5 ft. 5 inches and skinny. She has no curves.
Likes: Snickers bars, reese peanut butter cups, listening to music.
Dislikes: Spiders and homophobic people.
Weakness: Develop
House: Hufflepuff
Powers: She has a knack for charms
Other: Has a pet owl names Fira.

Melissa gripped the handle of her luggage cart tightly so that her knuckles turned pale. She looked again at the brick wall in front of her. It looked so real.
"Remember Melissa," her mother had told her before she Apparated away from the station, "run straight into the barrier between platforms 9 and 10."
Melissa's ticket was crunched in her hand and she jogged toward the barrier. She closed her eyes just as she was about to make contact, but when she opened them again, she was standing in the middle of a bustling crowd of witches and wizards. There was lots of shouting.

Alan stood confused in the bustle of 9 3/4. He had done this for 5 years and yet he still got nervous. Excited, but nervous.

Melissa tucked a piece of hair behind her ear and started forward, only to run into a tall, thin boy with dark hair pulled into a ponytail. "Oh my goodness," she squealed quietly, a whisper, "I'm so sorry!"

Alan screamed. "OH GOODNESS GRACIOUS! I'm SO sorry. I shouldn't have stood in front of the entrance!"

"It's not your fault, really," the girl spoke, but she was sure that he couldn't hear her over the shouts, whistles, and bursts of steam coming from the train.

"Oh, okay." Alan smiled with relief. "I don't think I've seen you around. My name's Alan. What's yours?"

"Melissa," Melissa spoke louder. This boy seemed trustworthy. But then again… that's what she thought about Thomas… She drew herself back into reality. "I'm a first year."

"Oh! Okay! I'm fifth year! Welcome to 9 3/4!" The train gave a whistle. "Do you want to get on board?"

Fionola saw two kids chatting. "Hello!" she said, her blue hair changing colors rapidly.

Alan turned to see Fionola walking towards them. She was okay, just a bit too energetic for him. "Hey. Fionola, right?"

"It's Douglas. Yeesh."

"Sorry."

"You would call yourself that if your fool of a mother called you Fionola too."

Melissa's eyes widened. She'd never seen anything like that, and she wasn't used to so many people she didn't really know all that well yet talking to her at once!

"So, hi. Who's this small child?"