It is going to be the 6th year for Harry and his friends. But before they all finished school a death overcome them,A beloved one Albus Dumbledore was killed by deatheaters and no one can overcome such a shock.
(*)Something no one can over come(*)
It's summertime and school is soon going to start,Obviously everyone is anxious and curious about who's going to be the new headmaster but for now let's forget all about this and let the students have fun shall we?.While that is happening the staff of Hogwarts are having a debate and a lot of arguments lately about who's going to be the new headmaster and after all the arguments and debates they came to a decision and the decision was to make The Deputy HeadMaster Professor Mcgonagall the new head mistress of the school.Most of the teachers were happy about the decision made but some weren't such as Snape,he wanted to be the new headmaster but before he could even say anything Mcgonagall was made Headmistress and Snape got very angry,He didn't feel like having another problem in his head because he already had a lot to think about such as With who he is exactly Order or Deatheater? He asked himself this for quite sometime.
(*)Evil Always Wins(*)
A few weeks have passed and suddenly Snape came to a conclusion,he wanted the school to be under his control not under Mcgonagall so he chose to be a spy of The DeathEaters and a member of the Order.Once he called some DeathEaters to meet him somewhere where no one usually went and he formed a plan with the Deatheaters to plan to murder Mcgonagall but without anyone knowing how she died and then Snape could be Headmaster,However a Member Of The Order was disguised as a DeathEater and he found out a little about the plan but he didn't know what he was going to do.Even though now Snape is abit happy he is still struggling with his concious about if he's doing the right thing or no.
Also Snape has a love interest called Adreanna Howlitt,he liked her and she likes him but this is just driving him crazy,he doesn't know what he should do.
Until the DeathEaters can find a way to do this the school will remain...
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Life's Full of Complications « Result #2 on May 22, 2008, 5:05pm »
The late night’s silence was interrupted by the occasional rustle of leaves and ripples of water as a harsh wind blew across the grounds of Hogwarts. It was late. And most students were long abed. One girl however, sat cross legged on the bank of the black lake. Her blonde hair blew behind her at odd intervals, and the winds tried to lift it away. The lateness, cold, and wind of the night did not seem to affect this girl, who sat near motionless, reading a massive she held in her hand. After the third time of reading it, Charlotte looked up, her gaze lost in the distance. ”Oh Roxy” The girl sighed softly, seemingly unaware at the fact she had spoken aloud.
She glanced at the letter again, already knowing the words by heart, shaking her head, she finally folded the letter and placed it in her pocket. She closed her eyes, feeling the wind through her hair, and still saw the words she had read over and over.
Cher Charlotte,
La vie est franchement mate sans vous ici. Je me suis trouvé au milieu d'un groupe de filles riantes nerveusement ; honnêtement, il est presque trop à soutenir. Quoi qu'il en soit, je me suis finalement ouvert que la mère et le père de lettre m'ont écrit à ma naissance, ils dois avoir su qu'ils devaient bientôt mourir, parce que ils font prévoir ma vie, et être parquée sur le papier. Je souhaite savoir plus de mes décès de parents, parce que le `qu'elles sont mort sur le holiday’ n'est pas assez pour moi. Sûrement si c'étaient un accident que j'aurais été dit, toutefois je n'ai pas. Par conséquent, parce que maintenant moi doit supposer qu'ils ont été assassinés. Je souhaite savoir, par qui mais surtout pourquoi. J'ose non demandé que votre père, car il saura assurément, je le souhaite pour rester inconscient à ma recherche. Au lieu de cela, je demande votre aide. La bibliothèque célèbre chez Hogwarts peut tenir quelques indices, bien que ceci que je doute. Vous pourriez demander à votre père dans mon endroit, comme on ne nous permet plus de rester ensemble. Charlotte, je ne demanderais pas ceci de vous, mais je crains pendant ma propre vie. Je peux être stupide dans mes craintes, mais j'ose ne pas compter sur cela. J'attends votre réponse.
Avec amour, Roxanna.
Finally, the young Slytherin pulled her black shoulder bag towards her. She pulled out a roll of Parchment and a quill and ink. She unstopped the ink, and dipped in her eagle feather quill, moving her hand over to the parchment, she wrote Cher Roxanna, The paused. She watched without seeing as a drop of ink collected and then fell to the parchment as she considered her next words. She found none. Letting out a sigh of frustration, she put all her belonging away. How on earth could she tell her closest friend, that she knew what the girl wanted to know, and had never shared the information? Though Charlotte had been forgiven to speak of such things with Roxy, it still did not excuse her.
Throwing her arms up in a dramatic display of defeat, Charlotte flopped down on the grass, turning her gaze to the stars as she did so. ”Père why have you placed this burden on me?” The sky held no answer, and Charlotte knew such a question would never be answered.
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Re: Ink and Bird Feathers (open) « Result #3 on May 21, 2008, 5:01pm »
The common room door closed with a satisfying snap, and Charlotte breathed out a sigh as she leant against the adjourning wall. The excitement of being back at Hogwarts left many of the younger students unbearable, and the constant squeals of delight, and shrill laughter set the girls teeth on edge. Suppressing a sudden shiver, she absently lifted a hand to her head, smoothing non-existent wisps of hair back down. She let her hand drop numbly to her side and she glanced first one way and then the next. 'Any direction is as good as the other' she thought to herself. Before turning left, and delving deeper into the dungeons.
Charlotte enjoyed being back at Hogwarts, she truly did, for it was an escape from her parents, consistently watchful eye. -Though hardly from her brothers- But the atmosphere at the start of a new year always wore her down, leaving the girl feeling more tired then she really was. Already many fights had broken out between her housemates, and while not a single curse was muttered, the screeching and stomping of tiny feet would make any saint want a drink.
An intersection the hallway cut of any further musings from the young girl, and she chose a path a random, taking a right. She continued her stroll through the near dark dungeons, the slight thud of her heel was the indication of her wandering.
Charlotte once again lost herself in thought, ignoring the analogous walls accompanying her. The near darkness of the dungeons hardly affected her as she thought back to her first year. She wondered briefly if her own emotions had run as high as the new first years. Such a thought had the girl indecisive, For while she was sure she did in-fact act in such a way, her own thoughts and opinions of herself refused to admit it. \Shrugging it aside, Charlotte came to another corner.
Turning the only way she could, Charlotte found herself confronted with a meagre light. She frowned slightly and made her way forwards. Who would be down here now? She was almost positive it was not another Slytherin. There was a party going on when she left. She slipped a hand in the pocket of her cloak, gripping the wand that lay there. She doubted it would be needed, but she did not wish to take the chance. When she reached the circle of light however, the girl relaxed her grip slightly.
An open book, seemingly at random, lay on the floor at the Emmeline's feet, the girl in question seemed to examine the page. Charlotte's eyes followed those of the older Ravenclaw, and frowned in slightly confusion when she saw the empty page. Wierd. Shifting slightly so she could lean against the cold stone wall, Charlotte returned her gaze to Emmeline. "What brings you down here? She asked, not unkindly.
((Ooc: Sorry, I have to say, I am proud of that post! Bic:))
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Re: Escape From The Parents « Result #4 on May 12, 2008, 2:32pm »
Not sure how to reply without sounding A. Rude or B. Like an idiot Emmeline chose not to answer the question asked her by the girl before her who she now knew to be Charlotte Loftus 'Well that explains the general disposition' Smiling slightly Emmeline reached for her drink, the ice had quickly melted in the smothering heat, and she wasn't surprised, glancing around the bar Emmeline could see at least two lit fires. Honestly Tom had to be mad it was almost 25degrees outside and this was Britain!
Sipping her brown colored drink Emmeline watched and waited for the younger Slytherin to finish talking, for a higher class girl she was clearly practiced in talking glass eyes to sleep, really it was Emmeline's belief that most higher class kids where taught to be seen and not heard. She remembered having that saying thrown at her more than once at the gathering her step-father made her attend.
At the part about muggleborn revolutions Emmeline felt a small smile slip onto her face. Putting her drink back down she chuckled at the thought "Muggleborn revolution hu?" She grinned at the girl "Well good luck with that" Wetting her lips as she relaxed further into her seat Emmeline felt the need to offer her hand as she introduced herself "Emmeline Vance" She stated gesturing to herself with her free hand
Nineteen years later, Harry Potter is still a hero and is married to Ginny Weasley. He has 3 kids, his 2 oldest attending Hogwarts while little Lily stays at home and plays with Hugo. And of course, Ron and Hermione finally married after the war and have 2 kids of their own. Their oldest, Rose, has just started her first year at Hogwarts with Harry's son, Albus. Everything has been peaceful with minor deatheater reports every so often. And with the great Harry Potter being named Head Auror, the wizarding world believes that they are certainly safe.
But the trio's kids are not the only ones attending Hogwarts but Draco Malfoy's son, Scorpius, is also starting his first year. Under strange cicumstances, Albus finds a friend with Scorpius after they are both sorted into Slytherin. But Al also has plans while he stays at Hogwarts. He may not be as popular as his brother or as much of a prankster. And through his plans, the New Marauders are born but can it withstand the house rivalry.
And there's just not one Trio but four, one for each house. And they're nothing like the past Golden Trio but each are fighting for power within the school. Will one group control all or will the power struggle continue? But that doesn't seem to be the only power struggle. Dark forces seem to be rising after 19 years of peace. Can Harry Potter and his friends stop it before it's too late? And who's behind the attacks of muggles? Is it an ex-deatheater or a new dark lord? Only time can tell in this present darkness.
~Just opened on May 10, 2008~ ~Loads of Canon Characters opened~ ~New plot every term and many other subplots~ ~Dances at least once a month~ ~Tons of other stuff~
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Ink and Bird Feathers (open) « Result #6 on May 9, 2008, 5:24am »
It was dark and damp. Yet, the seclusion was nice. The ability to get away from everyone, even if it was in the dungeons. Emmeline sat herself in a nook, lighting a lantern. The soft orange glow bathed her skin and the open journal in front of her. The quill was now poised over the paper, fresh ink shining and gently blotting the pages. She had a lot to think about lately. Then the scratching began, filling the silence with it. Time passed either slowly or faster than she was aware. Her back was against the cold, stone wall letting the coolness of the rocks seep through her light blazer, leaving her skin slightly chilled. It was a feeling she enjoyed.
She closed his eyes after a while, not comprehending how much time had passed. Flicking her hair out of her eyes, looking at the page spread out before her. The joint lines and swirls combined just how she wanted to reflect a picture of a dark dank hallway, lit only in the middle (about half way up the page) by a single lantern, that washed a small girl with light, the girl looked almost child like but for some reason wore Emmeline's clothing and Emmeline's book, the girl in the picture even had the same quill as Emmeline. As she inspected her work Emmeline eyes fell onto the long figure, the little girl she had drawn to portray herself looked no older than 12 and from the looks of it; crying. It could have been a smudge of ink but Emmeline knew that if she could she would be crying, just like that little girl. The girl she was and the girl she never wanted to be again.
The tips of her fingers were already stained to almost a complete black. It was the curse of being an artist in a world where they used bottle of ink and bird feathers to write with. The constant stains on her clothes and skin almost always annoyed this Ravenclaw as it would annoy anyone who took pride in looking their best.
Glancing at the book over her knees, Emmeline gave the thick book a small nudge so it fell to the floor beside her, the pages flipping as gravity did its work until what would appear to be a blank page was left facing the world, upon closer inspection Emmeline knew there was a faint outline of Dumbledore that she had done that summer, a reflection of the way his image was fading and hope was deserting the people of Hogwarts. He was bored.
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Re: Escape From The Parents « Result #7 on May 8, 2008, 12:11pm »
A small tugging at the side of her mouth, warned Charlotte of the smirk before it came, as the girl sat opposite her. She turned t order a drink, but Tom was already there with a glass of what appeared to be Ice Tea. Charlotte stored this little titbit of information, not many Wizards and Witches chose a muggle drink. Was this girl Muggleborn then? She wasn't Pureblood, Charlotte was sure of that, otherwise she's know her. But something told her the girl wasn't muggleborn. That meant Halfblood. She stored this information away too. Charlotte couldn't help but raise her own eyebrow "A person such as myself?" Charlotte asked, "And what sort of person would you say I was?" She let her smirk soften slightly. She picked up her drink. careful not to touch the tabletop, and sipped at it, instantly feeling the warmth of it course through her body.
Charlotte laughed, a little uneasily maybe, but she did so all the same, and the sound carried in the nearly empty pub, and curious glances were sent there way. Charlotte simply ignored them. "Hide out? I couldn't hide from my parents even if I wanted to. They've paid Tom highly for his service, and watching me is part of said service." She smiled ruefully and jerked her head first at the bar, where Tom hastily turned away. The two waiters however kept watching the 14 year Old. "I'm always watched over. Daddy says it for my own protection, but I'm not 'Daddy's Little Girl' anymore. He's worried I'll shame the name, or lead all muggleborns into a revolt." She laughed bitterly, not too loud this time however. She rolled her eyes at the ceiling and thens ipped more of her drink.
"Charlotte Loftus, 4th Year Slytherin" Charlotte had debated about telling the girl who she was, but she knew, eventually, the girl would find out. Better out of her own lips then out of someone else's, or so she always thought. She turned her gaze to the rest of the pub, watching each patron for a few seconds. The Loftus's were well known. That didn't mean they were always well recieved, or that they were alway's welcome. Money didn't offer the best protection, despite what her father had always said.
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Re: Escape From The Parents « Result #8 on May 8, 2008, 9:16am »
Smiling slightly to herself Emmeline took in the serine view before her, it wasn't often you got to experience the feeling of relaxation and companionship (even though she was only observing) anymore in a public place such as this because while The Dark Lord Voldemort had focused on Europe for the last year his threat over the UK was still strong and people where weary of trusting each other. Watching the groups of men and woman Emmeline slowly inspected each group, she had been brought up knowing you couldn't trust your own mother to protect your back so she wasn't going to venture into the main part of the pub without first knowing exactly where each person was sitting and with who, even if she didn't know the person and in this case she knew none, it was better than being unprepared. Casting over eyes over the table closest to her Emmeline felt her eye brows rise up her forehead at the casual greeting she received from the person sitting there who, it seeming had been watching her.
Without much thought toward the girls intent Emmeline calmly made her way to the table and the offered seat. All the while she tried to remember if she had ever spoken to this girl before, she knew her face that much Emmeline was sure of but not the name. Sitting herself down Emmeline made sure to keep her white top away from the beer stained table between her and her companion. Eyeing the single drink that stood on the table Emmeline took her eyes off the girl in order to get her own beverage only to find that Tom was already standing beside her, a glass of iced tea, something she had fallen in love with on one of her many trips to muggle London.
Smiling her thanks Emmeline took her drink before turning back to the girl, taking a small sip Emmeline took the time to take in the girl’s appearance in the hope that it would reveal her identity 'Clean top, tight pants, scarf...clearly a Slytherin. She doesn't look old enough to be in my year and I know all the Slytherins there...looks like money With her conclusion Emmeline knew it wasn't much as most Slytherins where part of old money in the Wizarding Community but she had a good idea of who this girl was "I didn't expect to see a person such as your self in here" She commented as she places her drink a little to carefully on the table "Do your parents know of your hide out?" She asked, she hoped that with this question she would get another clue as to who the girl was because Emmeline didn't want to be so rude as to ask for her name after accepting an invitation to join her.
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Re: Escape From The Parents « Result #9 on May 6, 2008, 2:36pm »
Charlotte watched as a girl entered the small pub, dragging a trunk behind her. The girl seemed vaguely farmiliar, and Charlotte frowned as she tried to recal who she was. It wasn't until the girl moved further into the pub did Charlotte realise. The girl was two years above her at Hogwarts. A Ravenclaw. Nodding to herself, as if to confirm this piece of knowledge, Charlotte turned her gaze to the opposite end of the pub, where a loud laugh caught her attention. She returned her gaze to the Ravenclaw as she was greeted by Tom, the Innkeeper.
She watched as a kay was handed over before the older girl had even spoken, she had clealy stayed here in the years before. She sipped her drink as she stored this piece of information. Interesting. Charlotte's eyes flickered to someone moving the girl's trunk, before sliding back to the said girl and raking in her appearance now she had stopped moving. Charlotte had to smile her aproovment, at the same time frown in confusion. The girl sure knew how to dress, but why wear such formal clothes? Charlotte shrugged the thought aside, smoothing down her own clothing.
The young Slytherin had donned simply that day, wearing a purple strap top, partially covered by a three quater sleeve shirt. She had donned light denim, skinny leg jeans, and a pair of gld clour stilletoes covered here feet. The whole outfit was finished with a pale green scarf holding her otherwise free hair, from her face. All in all, Charlotte felt the entire look was summery and simple. Perfect for a day of wandering in Diagon Alley. Charlotte watched as the Ravenclaw turned her gaze to the rest of the room, and upo n catching her eye, Charlotte inclined her head in greeting, and guestered to the chair opposite her, indicating to the girl, that she should sit.
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Re: Escape From The Parents « Result #10 on May 4, 2008, 7:07am »
After watching "Rose" drive away in her new muggle contraption; Emmeline refused to address the woman as "mother" after the summer she had just experienced. It would appear that after all the searching she had done the love sick woman had finally found her lost love who had, conveniently let sip his dislike of magic and anything related to it, which just so happened to include Emmeline since she was, after all leaning it. So this lead to a summer spent either alone doing homework and cursing the warped mind of her mother or sitting though painful interviews to get her enrolled into muggle boarding schools for once she has finished Hogwarts because "No daughter of Dominic Vance will walk around waving sticks and screaming mumble jumbo at passerby!" Of course Emmeline didn't consider herself the muggles daughter but when she attempted to tell the man this her mother had locked her in the wine cellar. Not that Emmeline minded, at was the first and last time she would drink wine. She was hung over for two days after that.
Glaring after the shining car as it turned onto the highway Emmeline picked up on end of her trunk, dragging it behind her she made her way into the busy pub, the lasted conversation with her two "parents" swimming around her head. Another ultimatum "Drop out of school and start some snobby finishing school for woman and have a place to go during the holidays or stay in Hogwarts and never return to the manor again, instead Dominic will pay her to stay away. It was an offer Emmeline was tempted to take but anger at her mother for allowing this of her only daughter stopped the Ravenclaw girl from accepting.
Dropping her trunk by the bar Emmeline smiled warmly at Tom as he offered her a worn brass key, it would appear she was expected but that wasn't a surprise, she had been spending the last few weeks of the holidays here since she was 13. Pocketing the key Emmeline watched as the man sent her trunk upstairs. Nodding her thanks Emmeline turned to the bar, smoothing her pristine white button down shirt and black skirt as she inspected the collected witches and wizards.
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