Hogwarts Convention

Status
Not open for further replies.
((Hmm, since I PMed you the house for it to be verified...I can make to assumption I am accepted...if not, I shall delete this post.))

"Well, here your are," her father said drearily. Ever since those eleven years after his wife's death, he was never the same. Mira flinches as he lets go of her scarred hand, and imediatly places in her pocket, so no one could guess what she was.

However, instead of his usual dullness in his eyes, they looked thoughtful. He was remembering his wonderful years as a Hogwarts student...he was in Slytherin. So were her brother and sister, and hopefully Mira. But she wasn't like them...more quiet and to herself, and quite booksmart. She did not have a cold, cruel demeanor as her family had.

She looks down at her feet after her father leaves her, without giving her a kiss...anything. She felt strange standing around in her tattered robes, and her eyes dart from wall to wall, ceiling to ground as she walked, unaware of mostly everything. Dark circles were noticable under her eyes, and her skin was dreadfully pale, in contrast to her deep black hair.

Something in her body quivers suddenly, and her head jerks up; she falters back, for she nearly bumped into a boy in muggle clothing, looking up towards the ceiling. Her nerves told her to run, but they froze up in utter shock.
 
Togepi Luver wishes for me to tell you all that she has to withdraw from this RP since her brother restricted acces to this site along with severl others.
 
Rachel sat at one of the tables in the middle of the great hall, she had been there early due to her mother and father having to go to work, and she had been the first one there that morning. Here she was dressed in a pair of casual jeans and a black shirt, surrounded by a great hall and its many glorious paintings, she felt out of place there, but then again, she had no real classy clothes to have worn anyways.

Soon, another arrived screaming at the top of his lings at the sight he saw before him, Rachel smiled before turning her gaze back to looking at the paintings and of course the wonderful ?sky? above her, she found it amazing that the ceiling was actually a hologram of sorts, never in her life had she seen such a thing.

They were all beginning to arrive now, and Rachel?s back hunched as she stared down at her feet. She never really did well around huge groups of people, but then again, she had never been around so many people at once, she tended to stay away from other kids, she much preferred her own adventures, but this didn?t mean she was totally deprived of friends back at home.

She fidgeted for a while until she decided that she seemed stupid looking at her feet when there was so much for her eyes to gaze upon. She raised her head once again and took to looking at all the other would be students. Thankfully most of them looked casual, well as casual as she was anyways. She smiled at some of them, some of them even returned her smile, but still no one sat near her.

She sighed and rested her head upon the table atop her arms, why did she think this school was not going to accept her so easily?
 
What were they thinking? Telling me this whole excursion was for my benefit, and then running off to tour the school for themselves! My parents ticked me off so much sometimes. "But wow, this place is huge!" I said aloud as I entered what appeared to be the great hall, and almost fell backwards as I got a look at the ceiling.

"So does this room have no roof?" I inquired aloud. Two girls apparently overheard my question, and giggled as they walked past me. "Apparently not..." What overwhelmed me the most, however, was the amount of people present in one place. I had only left my house a few times my ENTIRE life, so I had yet to actual see gatherings such as this first hand. I didn't even have people I could really call friends, unless you count the house elf that worked for my family; the house elf in which I was against keeping.

I began to walk around the great hall, examining everything around me, and watching the kids have fun. There were lots of girls my age too, which I found interesting. I honestly had never met a girl my age before! "Ow!"

Somehow, I had managed to trip over someones chair leg while I wasn't paying attention, landing flat on my face. Laughter echoed around me, and I got up, my face now a bright red shade. "I-I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" I said to the one whose chair I had tripped over, that of a girl wearing a black shirt and a pair of jeans.
 
All of a sudden, Rachel found herself hurled forward as someone collided with her chair. She slipped from the chair into a kneeling position on the floor, and only just caught herself before her chin collided with the great oak table. Her heart was beating rapidly and her eyes were wide in shock and horror.

Laughter echoed around her and she turned with angry eyes towards the person who had foolishly enough tripped over the leg of her chair. The boy was tall, taller than any other boy she had seen that was around her age. A sort of mixed brown/red hair and?were they two different coloured eyes? Rachel raised an eyebrow at the oddly coloured eyes, and her expression lightened upon realizing that the boy had in fact reddened.

She sighed and stood up, holding out her hand to help the over height boy up. She replied in a mumble ?No worries, weren?t your fault?I mean this place is kinda distracting, I know?I mean it?s all weird and really really cool, isn?t it?? she knew she rambled on, but she couldn?t help it around new people especially in such an atmosphere as this.

?My names Rachel, what?s yours, clumsy??
 
My parents came here, but they had left almost immidiately. They wanted to meet some old friends, they said. Likely, they just wanted a trip down memory lane, but I didn't mind. Looking around, I noticed that I seemed to be catching some stared, and checked my reflection in the screen on my Ipod. At least that still worked here. I looked normal enough, maybe it was just the dead look in my eyes. I sighed, and continued on my path, noticing the boy trip over a chair that it seemed impossible for anyone to hit unless they wanrted to. I stayed out of the way, but close. Listening into conversations wasn't exactly polite, but I didn't know these people yet, so manners didn't matter much as far as I was concerned.
 
(i have a question, was i accepted into this rp? im not sure i was)
 
"No, my name is not Clumsy." I said in reply to her question, thinking that's what she was implying my name to be. I glanced around the room, looking at all of the people who were watching us. Some giggling, and some just staring. When they all realized it was over, they all began to go back to whatever it was they were doing prior.

"David." I muttered bluntly, "My name is David Testarossa." I winced when I gave my last name, as it was one some would never forget, and not in a positive fashion, either." My grandparents were villains, plain and simple. They had even served Voldemort at some point or another. The full story to this had been kept from me my whole life, and that's basically all I knew. "So..." I really couldn't think of anything to say.
 
"Bailey, I'm sure you'll have a great time at Hogwarts~" Mom said, "Just make sure that you do good in D.A.D.A, Potions, you know, all the things to be-"

"Become an Auror," I finished, straighting my robes. I was rather irritated that Mom wouldn't shuttup about me being an Auror for the entire year. Hogwarts was right around the corner, and so was my escape from my mother's shadow. Well, I wouldn't let her interrupt my happy mood! Today was going to be great~

As I entered the hall, it seemed more crowded than I thought it'd be! So many people my age! I was a bit nervous, yet excited at the same time. Making friends would be a blast!...if I didn't start suddering in a conversation. Mom was busy talking to old friends I guess as I did a futher inspection of the kids here. Some of thier outfits....they were so...different? That was the word. They were probably muggles...I'd read about them somewhere in Dad's library. Non-magic folks, eh? This would be interesting!

"Wow! That must be a spectacular Invisibatrum spell!" I mused aloud. Maybe I would learn how to do that one day...

My thoughts then were averted to a boy about the same age as me (with pretty cool eyes) bump into a chair which a girl was sitting in. I tried not to giggle; I had to act dignified myself. What if I met these people again? I edged over into their conversation. Well, I wouldn't call it eavesdropping, I was pretty close to them anyway...
 
Last edited:
I paused, listening, taking in all the information I could. David Somethingorother, and he really WAS clumsy. And the girl was rachel, hmmm... Not much I could use, so I stayed calm, and continued to listen as another person approached, not realising that my hair had turned a vibrant, almost glowing shade of pale pink.
 
OOC:
DM8000 said:
(i have a question, was i accepted into this rp? im not sure i was)
Click to expand...
Same here.... *sweatdrop*
 
OOC: Please note when I said "you all could start without me". That was kind of a subtile hint. Hope that answers any questions about whether anybody was accepted to this RP. May I remind you, you have to show me good rping skills because this is not the official RP, it's just a RP used instead of the rp sample.

IC: Andrew sat at a table, not knowing which was which; hoping that he might actually know someone here. What on earth made him think that? He had no clue, but he had a hunch there was someone he knew, and knew pretty well at that.

As he kept searching the huge room for a familiar face, Andrew could see a few kids already mixing and mingling. How easy it all came to them! His envy struck him as odd, he may have been shy at times, but he never was jealous of anybody; and this sudden emotion had him on his toes.

A tall glass of pumpkin juice appeared in front of him as his fingers tapped nervously, feeling an odd sense of shyness come over him. "What is this?" Andrew asked himself as he sniffed the potion curiously. The adventurous side of him grabbed a hold of him as he took a huge gulp of the liquid. "This is pretty good!" Andrew exclaimed as he took another big gulp of the juice.
 
i arrived late to the convention

"oh great, i missed anything that might have happened" i said dissapointed

i walked into teh entrance hall and walked around

i walked over to the desk where they were taking names, but noone was there, i might as well explore the first floor
 
Distractedly, a new girl shuffled in through the front doors of Hogwarts, looking as though she had drifted in by mistake. Her robes were patched and dirty, her long black hair messy and wild. As she walked with her neck craned up at the ceiling, she bumped into several annoyed fellow students, but didn't really notice herself. She was lost in thought, wondering about her past, her present.... and her future.

She entered the Great Hall, still looking up at the ceiling, which now mirrored the starry sky outside. She could see a few people around her; a boy whose hair was turning a vivid pink, a student who had tripped over another student's chair, a boy who was swigging pumpkin juice at a table. But she wasn't really aware of any of them. Almost boredly, she went and sat at a table far away from the others, separate and isolated from everyone else.

This place was so....different. There were many things here that she had never seen before, things that the others didn't even realize were out of the ordinary. The aroma of food drifted to her nostrils, something she would usually have to steal to obtain but now was free to take. The sounds of laughter and talk reached her ears, as if the others had not a care in the world, so unlike her own solemn attitude. And the children's parents... She couldn't help but notice that the other students all seemed to have come in here with someone. She could tell that, like always, she was going to be the outcast of this group.

Staring icily at the others, she was a tad bit envious. They were somewhat normal, at least. They had parents, they had probably had less than dysfunctional lives, and now they would have friends. How was it that some people could have everything while others had nothing? It wasn't right, it wasn't fair. But that was how it was. With a sigh, she laid her head on the table, closing her eyes to shut herself out from her strange new surroundings.
 
"Uwaaa~ there's lots and lots of people here! Oh, look, look, brother!" With mouth wide open, and eyes fixed at the ceiling, Hailey tilted her heads backward, for a clearer view of the roof that wasn't really a roof. She had just entered the really really big castle, and already she felt giddy.

Caleb, her older brother, affectionately ruffled the younger girl's hair as he tried to stifle his laughter. It had always marveled him how easily fascinated she gets with such simple things. Granted, Hogwarts isn't what you call simple, but still. "Hailey-Baby," Caleb said, chuckling at her sudden twitchiness, "this is Hogwarts. This is where you'll learn about everything you need to know about the magic stuff you love so much."

Hailey pouted, disregarding what he said for a moment. "Don't call me Hailey-Baby! I'm not five anymore!"

"True, but you act like one. In fact, you sort of look like one too." He smirked.

She squeezed his waist tightly, and gave him another pout before continuing. "Anyway! Really? I can learn all your magic whatchimathignies here?" Seeing her brother nod, a wide grin spread across her face. "Okay, okay, come on then!"

"Sorry, shorty. I have some business to attend to; you're on your own."

"Only reason I'm short is because you used your magic thingies on my milk!" She cried out, a bit too loud, yet again straying off of the subject.

"Yes, yes. Now, go on there. You'll want to make as much friends as possible, l'right?" With that, he kissed her forehead and abruptly left with a few teacher-looking people or something like that. Hailey waved absently before glancing at all the students once again. All of them were acquainting with one another, all talking happily; oh, the thought of gaining friends only thrilled her!

As she strolled around, she noted that majority of them were in robes, few wore casual clothing as she had. She was wearing her short overalls, and her hair was adorned with those star clips her brother had given to her for luck?it made her look like a seven-year-old, no doubt; or perhaps, simply a very short ten-year-old, which was truthful, really.

For that brief second, she felt a tad coy, but quickly regained her confidence. Everyone seemed nice, so it shouldn't be hard to find someone to talk to. As she spotted a lone girl, sitting alone on table far away from, she thought her assumption was slightly false. The girl stood out amidst the boisterous crowd, and mind you, it didn't seem she minded, but no one liked being alone, right?

Beaming widely, she waved at the isolated girl and made her way towards her. On her way, however, a boy caught her eye and she got a bit sidetracked. He looked content with his drink, whatever it was, although he did seem a bit lonely, like the other girl. Since she was trying to make friends, Hailey walked up to him and poked him lightly. Perhaps if they could be friends then they could be the other girl's friend!

"Hiya~! I was wond?" Her eyes widened when she got a more apparent view of the boy and gasped. He looked familiar, with those clothes of his; basketball shorts, a muscle shirt. Upon realization, she lifted her hand and pointed at him. "YOU?!"
 
Rachel smirked as the boy gave his name, declaring that it was not clumsy and that his real name was David…something, she never caught it, seemed a bit weird and confusing to her and it was just to much trouble to remember. She cast her Sapphire eyes upon him and watched as he squirmed a little, unable to get anything out, he mumbled a "So…" and that was about it, it seemed it was up to her to start off a conversation.

She sighed and crossed her arms over her chest, "So, where do you come from, are you muggle, half breed, full wizard or something? I'm a half myself, mom was a Witch and dad was a muggle, kinda cool because I get a taste of what it's like to be a muggle and Witch at the same time!"

So, she was a tad excited about the whole ordeal, it wasn't against the law to be over excited, but she knew that the boy had yet to recover from the embarrassment of tripping over her chair. She sighed and uncrossed her arms, shifting her weight onto her right leg "Look, forget about that little scene, it was just an accident right? Everyone makes fools of themselves now and again. You need to be more like me! I don't care what I do, I just enjoy it no matter how embarrassing or dangerous things are."

In fact, she was quite ready to start her time here at Hogwarts, it only meant more adventures for her and even more trouble for her to get into, she wasn't planning on being an easy student and was defiantly going to make a few enemies here, student or teacher, she was ready for anything!
 
*Is Sleepwalking Right into Other People and Wakes Up*DONT EAT ME!!!!!Oops i was sleepwalking my name is Chris And Im In Ravenclaw!
OOC:Mwahahaha I Have ze Most Followers(I Was Te First To Be In Ravenclaw)
 
"Well you haven't been locked in your house for most of your life, now have you?" I said in rebel to her 'I don't care' statement. "And I'm pure wizard." I had been secretly hiding a wound on my arm the whole time, by sticking my hand down my pocket far enough that it was hidden. It was my assumption that it had occured when I tripped.

OOC: Sorry, I'm not finished, I need to go to work. x.x
 
Looking around, Mira backed away from another person and appeared to flee. She was not used to 'socializing,' and preferred to be alone...away from the others. Her eyes were wild, yet they still appeared drowzy from the circles that failed to fade from under her eyes.

Groaning, and still tired from last night, she sits down. At least the person next to her with her head on the table appeared to be in no mood to chat, and she was thankful. Once school started, it would probably be like this every day...fleeing from others. And suddenly she examines the bite-mark on her hand, causing her mind to remember something. Did my father tell the staff about my...condition?
 
Cerridwen looked up halfheartedly for a split second to see a girl with black hair and sunken eyes sit down next to her, and someone in the distance wave for a moment before joining a boy halfway. Who was this girl that had waved so brightly at her? Did she know her? Was she, perhaps, one of the cops's daughters, maybe undercover or in disguise? But surely they wouldn't follow her here? She laughed internally as it slowly sunk into her tired brain what a foolish notion this was. Glad that the girl who had sat down nearby didn't seem to want to start a conversation, she laid her head back down on the table, hoping not to be disturbed.
 
Status
Not open for further replies.
Back
Top