| House Points | |||
|---|---|---|---|
Gryffindor: 170 |
Slytherin: 48 |
Ravenclaw: 880 |
Hufflepuff: 1022 |
|
Follow @HIRPies |
|
|
Date: January 16th, 2013
Today's Forecast: The air is reminiscent of spring. The snow, turning slowly into a fine carpet of slush, is slowly disappearing after a decidedly warm spell. |
|
It is now: Year 7 - Day 4 - Free Period
Happening now: Azkaban Trip Breakfast is now out of time. Feel free to continue all plots as planned. Feel free to finish all plots out of time. |
| Next: Day 4: Quidditch Practice or Dinner |
| Read Today's Daily Prophet: Knights of Walpurgis attack Hogwarts; Belleford steps down as Hogwarts closes until further notice |
| Welcome to Hogwarts Interactive Role Play, one of the net's best in Harry Potter and Hogwarts role plays. We hope you enjoy your visit. Here at Hogwarts our students are currently in their Seventh Year. Last year, the war against the Knights crescendoed into a direct attack against the school. Disappearances are still reported (or not) daily, and the Dark Lord and his Knights of Walpurgis have succeeded in spreading their message of "do as thou will" far and wide across the globe. Magical Law Enforcement, which is now the only authority in the wizarding world under Martial Law, has responded by tightening security, controlling the media, and strictly enforcing curfews and other laws. Their control is damaging to the people's freedom, and their hierarchy is a suspicious lot. It is clear that some members of the MLE like their new found power a bit too much, others see it necessary, but all are in serious danger of being consumed by it. But with the picture of just what Azariah Amaranth is after becoming ever clearer, and a third player in the form of a group called SAVIOR entering the scene, what will the MLE do next to ensure that they've got the situation under control? The Elementium, the Higher Plane that had once been hidden just beyond the veil in the Department of Mysteries, and the Deathly Hallows. The pieces of the puzzle have been identified, but what picture do they make? Today is Day 1 of Year Seven. Students have had time to recover from the Knight's attack, and are beginning to reluctantly return to the walls of Hogwarts. The safety of the school has been diminished, bringing up the question everyone must ask. Are you safe anywhere these days? It's up to each individual to decide their fate, where will you decide to go? You're currently viewing our forum as a guest. This means you are limited to certain areas of the board and there are some features you can't use. If you join our community, you'll be able to access member-only sections, and use many member-only features such as customizing your profile, sending personal messages, and voting in polls. Registration is simple, fast, and completely free. If you are interested in joining our forum as a role player, please take a look at the Joining HIRP Checklist (click me!) for an easy-to-follow guide on how to join! Click here to register! Await your email confirmation before you can post. If you're already a member please log in to your account to access all of our features: |
| The End of Term Feast; Day 8, End of Term Feast | |
|---|---|
| Topic Started: Feb 16 2009, 05:11:53 PM (3,004 Views) | |
| Professor Demetria Aviza | Feb 16 2009, 05:11:53 PM Post #1 |
![]()
History of Magic Professor
![]()
|
Professor Demetria Aviza had spent a long time staring in the mirror and trying to cure herself of the most intensely aggravating migraine she'd ever experienced in her life. It would have been easy to blame Tinsley Carmicheal and Olivia Linnet, all of the children, or even those masked wizards who'd apparently destroyed the majority of her school before all of the professors went on damage control and managed to make the Dungeons, First Floor, and Second Floor inhabitable. The grounds outside had been burnt to crisps, the trees blackened even though spring was in the air, but Professor Aviza just thanked high heavens that a student hadn't been burnt to crisp, either. Professor Aviza sighed. There was a depressing, heavy silence in the air as she entered the Great Hall and walked to the Staff Table, taking her usual seat there. The sun was setting just over Hogwarts, and many people, like her, spent a nice day relaxing considering exams hadn't been held due to the absolute CHAOS which had ensued the previous day. What a mess! At least everyone, after the feast, would finally be heading home. Finally. She took a sip of pumpkin juice and looked around the Hall, watching children file in. |
![]()
| |
![]() |
|
| Eyran Nixs | Feb 16 2009, 05:33:05 PM Post #2 |
![]()
The not so smart fifth year Ravenclaw.
![]()
|
Eyran shyly made his way into the Great Hall. It was his first day at Hogwarts, and probably the last of the school year. His mother insisted that he stay for the last day, while she fixed the house up. There are so many people.. Eyran thought to himself. He wanted to go back to his new home and hide in his room, escaping the new faces, whom he thought were all staring at him. Forcing his legs to walk toward the Ravenclaw table, his hands began to shake, What if I'm in the wrong place? What if people think I'm some stupid newbie? On the other side of his brain, there was a small voice telling him to suck it up and learn to deal with it. Glancing over the Ravenclaw table he spotted an empty seat next to a tall brunette boy(Finley), he was almost as tall as him, but about one inch taller. He smiled and sat down, "Um, Hi." he said with so much ease, it surprised him. His confidence quickly faded as he noticed other Ravenclaws looking up at him. "Eyran I'm, I mean I'm Eyran. I'm new here." |
![]() Thank you Emma! | |
![]() |
|
| Emma Gray | Feb 16 2009, 05:35:20 PM Post #3 |
![]()
be fearless; // EM: THE .GIF QUEEN!
![]()
|
Emma quietly entered the Great Hall, anxiously cracking her knuckles while she slowly approached the Ravenclaw table. Different faces passed by her in a blur as she began to speed up, walking with her head down, her cheeks flushing. Emma just felt sick. The smile on her face was a week, and forced one. She just couldn't help herself. She wanted to go home, but she wouldn't find anything substantial there. Emma's lips trembled as she took a seat at the Ravenclaw table. She was looking forward to being away from Hogwarts and once again walking the streets of Paris, but she knew that once she arrived there, she would regret going. Em wondered what her father would say of her...what'd he'd think of her. Maybe Emma could convince Hellius to come home with her. Maybe then she would have an excuse not to listen to her father's selfish yapping for at least a little while. But why would anyone want to come to my house, anyway? Emma rolled her eyes and took a careful sip of water. Ugh. I have a HEAD ACHE. She took another gulp of water and closed her eyes, appearing irritated as applied pressure to her temples. |
Love Emma? See; Baby & Tinsley.![]() She said she usually cried at least once each day, not because she was sad, but because the world was so beautiful, and life was so short. | |
![]() |
|
| Finley Castro | Feb 16 2009, 05:40:59 PM Post #4 |
![]() ![]()
|
Finley wandered into the Great Hall, rings of darkness forming around his tired eyes. Slowly, he ambled around groups of chatting frenzied first-years eager to be reunited with their parents until he reached an area of the Ravenclaw table that was moderately quite and remote. He was exhausted; he'd been through quite an experience yesterday, and millions of unrequited questions had kept him staring at the ceiling in speculation for the majority of the night. He glanced around the hall. It was fairly empty; was he early? Finley had always been an early riser, but he was sure there would be more people here. After all, it was the last feast of the year, and supposedly an important one. He shrugged; he wasn't very social, anyway. Finley looked up from the table as he was addressed to by a fellow Ravenclaw. 'Eyran I'm, I mean I'm Eyran. I'm new here.' Finley looked up at him for a minute; he was extremely tired. He was in the Great Hall physically, but his mind was still asleep. "Er… hi. I'm Finley." |
![]() Signature by the oh-so-talented Emma Gray! | |
![]() |
|
| Iris Vibora | Feb 16 2009, 05:42:26 PM Post #5 |
![]()
Iris Vibora
![]()
|
Iris bounced into the great hall. She was excited, she wasn't quiet sure why. Maybe it was the fact that she'd be able to see her parents and grandma soon. Her started to beat fast with thought of home. She sat down at the hufflepuff table and sighed. Home, the thought filled her mind. Daydreaming, she thought about the orange tree hanging next to her window, the salty sea air blowing in from the sea. She couldn't wait to be home again, and couldn't wait to see her parents, and grandma most of all. |
Siggy by Emma! : DClick me! ||Yule Ball Dress|| | |
![]() |
|
| Eyran Nixs | Feb 16 2009, 05:51:01 PM Post #6 |
![]()
The not so smart fifth year Ravenclaw.
![]()
|
"Er… hi. I'm Finley." Eyran nodded. Staring at his feet, he wish he could have stayed home. What is the point coming for just the last day? Eyran sighed, if his mother thought it was best, so did he. As the great hall started to fill with students, he started to become more uncomfortable. He didn't like big crowds, he barley even liked small crowds. His heart skipped a beat as he thought her saw some one he knew from his old school. Taking a closer look at the boy, he realized that it wasn't him. Relived, he saw a blond girl from across the table. She seemed agitated, and Eyran didn't know if she didn't want to be bothered. "Who is she?" Eyran asked Finley, motioning toward Emma. "She looks like she has a really bad headache." |
![]() Thank you Emma! | |
![]() |
|
| Lucy Hughes | Feb 16 2009, 05:51:08 PM Post #7 |
![]()
Sixth Year
![]()
|
Lucy calmly entered the Great Hall, her mind anything but. It was still ticking over plans, all so far ended with Bitchy McGee covered in a disgusting substance. She looked up as she passed the Ravenclaw table, seeing Emma looking stressed. Lucy deleberated whether she should go see her friend, after all, she hadn't properly talked to her in days, but Emma looked like she was going to snap. Lucy's concered side won, and she found her feet leading her to sit next to Emma. "Hey babes, you okay?" Lucy smiled faintly, not wanted to seem overjoyed and excited for the holidays in Emma's aggrevation. (OOC: is that the right word? :\ ) |
![]() Thanks Jennnnn<3 Lucy's Party Outfit. | |
![]() |
|
| Emma Gray | Feb 16 2009, 05:54:56 PM Post #8 |
![]()
be fearless; // EM: THE .GIF QUEEN!
![]()
|
ooc| I think so! ^-^ Emma looked up quietly as she heard Lucy speaking to her. Emma smiled and moved over, giving Lucy more room to sit while she tried to ignore the increasing pressure and irritation in the back of her head. "Yeah, I'm great," lied Emma in a falsely cheerful voice. Still, her cheeks were a little too pale. It was probably the stress. It was always the stress. Emma was so hard on herself all of the time, and perhaps the signs of it were beginning to show - cracks in Emma's usually perfect exterior beginning to widen dangerously. "How are you?" murmured Emma. She looked up, noticed Finley sitting with an unfamiliar boy, and smiled, weakly and a bit mysteriously, in their direction before turning to Lucy. |
Love Emma? See; Baby & Tinsley.![]() She said she usually cried at least once each day, not because she was sad, but because the world was so beautiful, and life was so short. | |
![]() |
|
| Finley Castro | Feb 16 2009, 06:01:10 PM Post #9 |
![]() ![]()
|
‘Who is she?' Eyran asked, gesturing across the table at the golden-haired girl, "Emma Gray. I don't know her very well, just…" Finley trailed off. It was strange talking about someone he hardly knew, especially since that particular person had been involved in horrors unlike he'd ever seen before the previous day. He remembered yesterday's mishaps for the millionth time that morning. Just stop thinking about it, for Christ's sake…! ‘She looks like she has a really bad headache,' Finley took a glimpse at the other side of the table toward Emma. In fact, she did look rather troubled, and Eyran was not the only one who noticed. Another Gryffindor, of his year, he guessed, was chatting worriedly with Emma. "I wouldn't be surprised…" he answered, shrugging. |
![]() Signature by the oh-so-talented Emma Gray! | |
![]() |
|
| Lucy Hughes | Feb 16 2009, 06:01:30 PM Post #10 |
![]()
Sixth Year
![]()
|
Lucy raised her eyebrows and pursed her lips, but said nothing against Emma's blatent lie apart from, "It's a good thing it's the holidays, because you look like you need a good kip. Maybe even a summer hibernation, the size of theose bags." She smiled to show she didn't mean any offence, but felt she was talking to much. She felt like she was Irish, and had a sudden urge to put on the accent. "Aye, I'm fine, ter' be sure, ter' be sure." That was awful and, to make matters worse, unexcusibly random. |
![]() Thanks Jennnnn<3 Lucy's Party Outfit. | |
![]() |
|
| Eyran Nixs | Feb 16 2009, 06:03:14 PM Post #11 |
![]()
The not so smart fifth year Ravenclaw.
![]()
|
"Hey babes, you okay?" Eyran looked up and saw Lucy standing over Emma. "Yeah, I'm great. How are you?" He head her respond. Emma must have noticed Eyran looking at her. She smiled in their direction and he blushed frantically. He'd never been around girls much, and felt special if a girl even looked at him. He made a promise to himself to never judge some one before talking to them, and at Drumstrang he had heard the older boys talk about how horrible women were. They didn't seem that bad to him, the ones he have met all seemed pretty nice. "I wouldn't be surprised…" Confusion swept over Eyran's face like. "What do you mean?" he asked. |
![]() Thank you Emma! | |
![]() |
|
| Emma Gray | Feb 16 2009, 06:05:24 PM Post #12 |
![]()
be fearless; // EM: THE .GIF QUEEN!
![]()
|
Emma snorted with laughter, her face brightening. "Mizz Lucy, 'zis has been magnifique, mais I do not believe that you are Irish!" Her usual faint French accent became more pronounced as she forced it, playing along with Lucy's antics. She might have been preoccupied, but if she really looked as bad at Lucy thought she did, she needed some laughter, pronto. She didn't want people to look at her and think she was some sort of depressed freak, or Hellius to wake up and think his girlfriend was a haggard old maid. "Mon dieu!" She fanned herself, giggling. "Thanks for the laugh," said Em, returning to normal. "I spent the night in the Hospital Wing. Not exactly my idea of a great time, if you ask me." |
Love Emma? See; Baby & Tinsley.![]() She said she usually cried at least once each day, not because she was sad, but because the world was so beautiful, and life was so short. | |
![]() |
|
| Lucy Hughes | Feb 16 2009, 06:14:44 PM Post #13 |
![]()
Sixth Year
![]()
|
Lucy laughed at Emma's joining in. She was much better at French accents than Lucy was at Irish. "Ack, yah wee- wait," Lucy stopped for a second, her voice returning to normal, "that's Scottish." She giggled at herself, and smiled appreciately. "Oh, bless, the Hospital Wing isn't that bad! And with so many people there, I bet it was like a restricted sleepover." She grinned, happy that there was finally some happiness around again. "I seem to be... one of those people who can't sleep. Yesterday was just on my mind." She hated to bring it up, but, in the end, she did want more details. If Emma was in the Hospital Wing, she must know something else. Lucy didn't want to say anything more, dependant on Emma's reaction of the slight mention. |
![]() Thanks Jennnnn<3 Lucy's Party Outfit. | |
![]() |
|
| Finley Castro | Feb 16 2009, 06:17:04 PM Post #14 |
![]() ![]()
|
‘What do you mean?' asked Eyran, a puzzled expression painting his face. Well… he had meant a lot of things. The things that he'd seen with Emma... they were horrible. But Finley knew it was only a fraction of the things that Emma had been through in the past twenty four hours, things he couldn't even imagine. No, it's none of my business he thought. "It's been rough around here lately." Finley sat silently as the Great Hall continued to fill up with students; some were lively and full of energy, others wore weary, depressed faces. And then it hit him. Home. He'd be home soon. He'd finally be away from the currently disastrous atmosphere of Hogwarts for a little while. His face remained impassive, but his mood lightened a bit. |
![]() Signature by the oh-so-talented Emma Gray! | |
![]() |
|
| Emma Gray | Feb 16 2009, 06:22:41 PM Post #15 |
![]()
be fearless; // EM: THE .GIF QUEEN!
![]()
|
"I was just there because of Hellius," said Emma quietly. "And it's not like I could have left. The First Floor was completely ruined. I'm surprised that anyone could even clear that up." Emma thoughtfully played with the tips of her golden curls. "Regardless of whether I had a way out or not, it's not like I would have left Hellius alone. I know I shouldn't worry, of course. C'est la vie." Her gaze fell to the goblet of water in front of her. She ran her pointer finger around the rim of it quietly. "It'll take us a while to get over last night. Believe it or not, but I've been through much, much worse." She thought of seeing her mother's dead body. Reuniting with Hellius only to see that man hurt him. She thought of Francois Delacroix being thrust from a window by Charles Tortal to his inevitable death. Emma shuddered. "No worries. C'est la vie. It all gets better with time." |
Love Emma? See; Baby & Tinsley.![]() She said she usually cried at least once each day, not because she was sad, but because the world was so beautiful, and life was so short. | |
![]() |
|
| Iris Vibora | Feb 16 2009, 06:25:03 PM Post #16 |
![]()
Iris Vibora
![]()
|
Thinking about home, made her somewhat sad, however. All of her friends would be away, at their homes, and Iris would be left to spend the summer with the boy who lived down the way. "It's been rough around here lately." She heard Finley's voice from across the hall and skipped over to the Ravenclaw table. "Hey Fin!" her dark brown eyes searched the table and she waved at Emma, then at Lucy. "Who are you?" she asked Eyran bluntly. Eyran's face turned another shade of red, "I'm Eyran." he tried to smile bit he couldn't force his mouth to obey. "Hi, Eyran I'm Iris, Iris Vibora." She smiled at him and continued to talk to Finley, "So how are you this fine morning, Finley?" |
Siggy by Emma! : DClick me! ||Yule Ball Dress|| | |
![]() |
|
| Lucy Hughes | Feb 16 2009, 06:33:34 PM Post #17 |
![]()
Sixth Year
![]()
|
Lucy listened to Emma soberly, thinking of what she'd seen, and what she'd narrowly missed seeing. She had seen the aftermath of the First Floor, and couldn't imagine what went on there without shuddering unpleasently. It was the same with the Forest after she'd left. Lucy smiled sympathically at Emma, and patted her on the back. Though the last thing she probably wanted was sympathy, Lucy could think of no other reaction. Lucy's voice was reduced to a whisper, "And life moves on." She was silently greateful that nothing as bad as all this had happened to her family, that they'd always been able to avoid the trauma that hit other's, and evidently Emma's, lives. She nodded to Iris, a smile still not forming on her lips. Edited by Lucy Hughes, Feb 16 2009, 06:34:21 PM.
|
![]() Thanks Jennnnn<3 Lucy's Party Outfit. | |
![]() |
|
| Finley Castro | Feb 16 2009, 06:39:46 PM Post #18 |
![]() ![]()
|
‘Hey Fin!' he heard a strangely familiar voice chime. Iris, the other member of his troublemaking trio that got themselves into an uproar, bounded toward his table. She looked happy; seeing both Iris and Emma in a good mood calmed him a bit. At least they weren't freakishly obsessed with whatever was going on in the castle yesterday. Why was he so paranoid all the time? ‘So how are you this morning, Finley?' she asked, beaming. There were millions of adjectives that could validly describe his mood, but he summed it up into a single word. "Exhausted," He sighed, drowsily. He wished time would go faster; he needed to get onto the express and just sleep. |
![]() Signature by the oh-so-talented Emma Gray! | |
![]() |
|
| Emma Gray | Feb 16 2009, 07:49:53 PM Post #19 |
![]()
be fearless; // EM: THE .GIF QUEEN!
![]()
|
Emma sighed. "Exactly. Life moves on." She turned and smiled at Lucy appreciatively. "One of the most beautiful things about life. Why worry about today? You know, in, like, Australia, it's already tomorrow!" She smiled. One of the many curious things about Emma Gray was that, even in the face of the most horrific scenes, circumstances, and pain, she could see light. At the end of the darkest, most confining tunnel, she saw the glimmer of hope at the very end. Em grabbed Lucy's hand and brought her to sit closer to Iris, Finley, and a Ravenclaw Em didn't really know. "Hey guys!" she said, smiling at everyone. She looked at the boy she didn't know sweetly. "Hi, I'm Emma. And this is Lucy!" |
Love Emma? See; Baby & Tinsley.![]() She said she usually cried at least once each day, not because she was sad, but because the world was so beautiful, and life was so short. | |
![]() |
|
| Eyran Nixs | Feb 16 2009, 09:19:31 PM Post #20 |
![]()
The not so smart fifth year Ravenclaw.
![]()
|
"Exhausted," Iris giggled and sat down next to Eyran and Finley. "Hey guys! Hi, I'm Emma. And this is Lucy!" Eyran glanced from Finley, to Iris, to Emma then to Lucy. This isn't normal, he thought. I thought things had been "rough around here"? He shrugged and introduced him self. "H-hi, I'm Eyran." Iris seemed happy, being surrounded by people, but Eyran wasn't so sure if he was. Everyone was so nice though, he wasn't expecting that. Part of him felt comfortable, but that was only half of him. "So where did you come from, Eyran?" Iris inquired, "I've never seen you around." "I'm a transfer student from Drumstrang" he told her. He shuddered, Drumstrang, ew. Just the thought of the very place made Eyran uneasy, he was hoping no one would ask more. Edited by Eyran Nixs, Feb 16 2009, 09:32:08 PM.
|
![]() Thank you Emma! | |
![]() |
|
| 1 user reading this topic (1 Guest and 0 Anonymous) | |
| Go to Next Page | |
| « Previous Topic · Great Hall · Next Topic » |
| Track Topic · E-mail Topic |
8:59 PM Jun 18
|
|
Follow @HIRPies |
HIRP has a Vlog! Click here to read the announcement! |





























8:59 PM Jun 18