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Date: January 16th, 2013
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| 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: |
| Arrival at Hogsmeade Station; Year Six | |
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| Falon Antoinette | Sep 6 2010, 01:33:33 PM Post #21 |
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"Well, i'd rather act like a rabbit than look like one," Falon giggled at the poor, filthy witch who had insulted them , but didn't care to do much about it, she wouldn't easily get upset about something like that. "Yes let's not discuss our miserable school experiences, let's do something more...entertaining, let's cause a scene," Falon winked at him and pursed her lips. "J'aime la facon dont vous sourire monsieur," Falon peered into his eyes, and spoke in a husky french accent. |
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| Carter Breslin | Sep 6 2010, 01:47:12 PM Post #22 |
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Carter merely smirked at the passing insult, he didn't even gaze at the feminine voice that spoke. Like always he didn't even care. He shook his head with amusement as he looked back at his new acquaintance, playfully tilting his head to the side as if to observe her again.Carter chuckled as her heard her remark to the previous one. " Exactly what I was thinking...though what do you have in mind?" Carter smirked, he didn't really know what she was thinking, but he had some scene in mind that he would really like to play out with her...He had to admit it. But that student was right. He was blood horny rabbit. And a god damn sexy one too. Carter smirked, she probably thought that he didn't know what that meant. He and Leigh had to take French lessons together during the holidays, though they never really payed attention. Carter was the one who knew Spanish, similar to French. "I like my smile too." |
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| Katrina Zakarin | Sep 6 2010, 01:50:14 PM Post #23 |
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Shannon stopped short in her tracks. Of course, Falon, of all wannabes, would bite back. Was she worth the fight? Was another Tinsley Carmichael wannabe worth it? Shannon turned and stuck out her teeth. "Oh you got me there. You wanna know what I've got in my bags?" Shannon rose her eyebrows as she pointed to her luggage. "Carrots. I've got loads of 'em. You want some?" The Hufflepuff smirked. "Watch your mouth," she snapped. Shannon pointed to the Prefect badge. "I could easily take points from your house. You don't want your house to lose because someone won't hold their tongue, would you?" Shannon shrugged. "I dunno. It's your choice, man." |
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| Stanley Peckle | Sep 6 2010, 01:56:00 PM Post #24 |
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Stanley heard the sound of steel on steel, and saw the great puffs of black smoke in the sky. The Hogwarts Express had arrived. It was getting darker now, so Stanley held his lantern high above his head. The MLE Officers stiffened, and as the train slowed to a stop, the stood in front of the exit for each of the cars and ran Secrecy Sensors up and down each student. Security was far too tight, if you asked Peckle. Why not just let the students get on with it and get to school? "First Years, follow me!" Stanley said loudly. "First Years, over here!" A crowd of tiny girls and boys surrounded Stanley almost instantaneously. They all looked lost, Stanley thought. "Is this all of you, then?" he asked. Several children nodded, others just looked around. Stanley waited a little while longer, and a few more First Years walked up to him. "Well, I suppose this is it. First Years, follow me!" he exclaimed, leading the students to the castle. |
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| Falon Antoinette | Sep 6 2010, 02:08:08 PM Post #25 |
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Falon laughed at Carter and got distracted by an annoying high pitched voice. "Frankly, it doesn't surprise me, and I could care less about my house, because I hate this school and I don't even care about half the people in it, especially you! So chill out would you spaz?" Falon caught herself before she got over-heated and turned back to carter, a smirk grazing her lips. "So you speak french, huh? That turns me on prince charming," Falon placed one hand on her hip. |
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| Terry Boot | Sep 6 2010, 03:29:41 PM Post #26 |
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Quietly, Terry exited Compartment G, and then the train. Spending time with other people was unusual for him. Making the time spent on the train unusual for him. Head lowered, he put his trunks in the regular pile - pausing only to take out a book. A new one this time, instead of a textbook. He didn't need anybody knowing he read textbook's for fun. Especially if he was going to make this year different. As he made his way to the carriages, he passed a couple being remarkably PDA. Keep it in your pants. It's the first day. His thoughts rang, knowing the two couldn't hear him. It's not like he was going to tell them, even if their behavior offended him. Passing them with just a glance, he reached the first empty carriage - passing the one with a Hufflepuff in it. Right now, Terry needed some space. Sitting down in a corner, Terry opened his book and waited for more people to join. That chocolate frog wasn't very filling, and the boy wanted some food. |
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| Dorie Kent | Sep 6 2010, 04:14:15 PM Post #27 |
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Dorie sighed sympathetically as she helped her sister into the nearest empty-looking carriage. "I'm worried too, Georgie. Don't freak out about it..." she shut the carriage door. "At least, not yet." Dorie peered out the window, looking for their friends. So far, they were nowhere in sight. "It's scary that people are getting pulled out... And all the disappearances last year? I don't think it's any coincidence that we have a new Potions professor this year. And the Pointe du Lacs? There's no way they 'quit' the Ministry at such a perfect time." Dorie would only ever confide in her sister like this. She didn't want anyone else to know she was thinking these things. What if someone from the Ministry saw her as a threat? No, it was smarter to just keep her mouth shut. |
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| Terry Boot | Sep 6 2010, 04:23:08 PM Post #28 |
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Terry looked up as two girls entered his carriage. Since he was in the shadows, he didn't think they realized he was there. Supposedly Terry had that affect on people, invisibility. Putting down his book, he opened his mouth to say something when one of them spoke. "It's scary that people are getting pulled out... And all the disappearances last year? I don't think it's any coincidence that we have a new Potions professor this year. And the Pointe du Lacs? There's no way they 'quit' the Ministry at such a perfect time." Hearing this, Terry closed his mouth immediately. It was very similar to the discussion he had in the train. Wide-eyed, Terry stayed very, very still. It wasn't morally right to listen to their conversation, but it was incredibly intriguing. They hadn't noticed him sitting there, but he knew they would. Terry cleared his throat. They should notice that. |
"They're in love. Fuck the war."![]() "If you're going to take me on a date, Terry Boot, it had better be the most goddamned romantic evening of my entire life. " ORIGINAL HOUSEWIFE OF HIRP | |
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| Anya Enden-Bedeaux | Sep 6 2010, 04:42:04 PM Post #29 |
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Anya Enden-Bedeaux was back again and ready to take Hogwarts by storm. Well, only if she could first manage to force her way through the tangled web of first years in panic mode. Through some miracle, Anya pummeled her way through the horde of students and stepped out onto the station platform feeling like she had just battled a cyclone or twelve. Once Peckle had.. disposed of the newcomers, the commotion at the station seemed to die down making it possible for Anya to hear again, not to mention see. Lucky her, the first thing she saw was the figure of Carter Breslin. Without any second thinking, she started towards him. ".. that turns me on, Prince Charming.." Not until this smut reached her ears did Anya notice that some blonde bimbo was already hanging all over Carter. She raised her eyebrows at her. Nope, that wasn't going to fly. "Oh, please." Her eyes narrowed. If looks could kill, Anya was She turned to Carter, and her eyes seemed to lighten tenfold. "Is she bothering you, Carter?" |
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| Gweneve Primus | Sep 6 2010, 04:47:30 PM Post #30 |
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Eve exited the train, making her way through a large crowd of chatty third years. She was very eager to get up to the castle and enjoy a marvelous feast prepared by the Hogwarts House Elves. She hadn't eaten all day except for the chocolate frog Cosette had bought for each of them. A slight head ache was creeping up on her, and her annoyance was rising because none of the other students wanted to get out of her way. She noticed a guy and a girl exhibiting very vulgar behavior. Gweneve rolled her eyes, wondering why Peckle had not put a stop to it. There were children around, after all. |
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| Aaron Williams | Sep 6 2010, 05:08:51 PM Post #31 |
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Aaron stepped off of the train slowly, leaving his bag in the compartment. It was going to be searched, anyways, there was no need to take it with him. Aaron was ready for the new year to start, he had been waiting all summer! And it was finally here, the first of September, he'd finally be back at the place he could call home! The people here were like his family, people he could relate to. He loved Hogwarts, it was his escape from the Muggle World. Don't get the wrong idea, Aaron loved his mother, and London, but there was something about Hogwarts that made it so much better than the Muggle World. Maybe it was the fact that everybody here was just like him. Everyone was a witch or wizard, and there were so many new things to learn! He found it absolutely astounding! So many new things he would learn this year, so many new people to meet, so many adventures to be had! If only the Wizarding World weren't in a state of turmoil, this could be the best year ever. He didn't know many people at Hogwarts, but that didn't stop him from approaching several people and introducing himself. He walked up to a group of three people, a boy and two girls. The girls were obviously twins, they looked quite alike. He smiled and extended his hand to one of the girls. "Hello! My name is Aaron! You are?" he said cheerily, looking the girl in the eye. Aaron liked to put on a happy face in front of people. After all, making a good first impression is one of the most important parts to building a friendship, or a relationship of any kind, for that matter. |
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| Athena Bellchambers | Sep 6 2010, 05:09:15 PM Post #32 |
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Athena exited the compartment and saw the station swarming up with all the students. She sees people bullying, talking to their friends or generally just people being alone. And Athena's one of them. She tried to find Terry and Cosette but founf Gweneve instead. 'Hey. Can I join you in the carriage?' With that, Athena put down all her stuff on the pile of belongings of other people and joined in again with Gweneve. |
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| Terry Boot | Sep 6 2010, 05:33:27 PM Post #33 |
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Terry was really thankful for a distraction, even if it was from a rather loud Hufflepuff boy. Hopefully the twins would be distracted enough to forgive his eavesdropping. It's not like he chose for them to enter, it just happened. Putting his best face forward, Terry smiled at the boy and said simply. "Terry Boot, Ravenclaw." It wasn't in his character to say more than that. He glanced at the twins, hoping they weren't angry. Anger, especially coming from two people - tended to upset Terry. Flushing for the briefest of seconds, he pulled himself back into the corner of the carriage. |
"They're in love. Fuck the war."![]() "If you're going to take me on a date, Terry Boot, it had better be the most goddamned romantic evening of my entire life. " ORIGINAL HOUSEWIFE OF HIRP | |
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| Amera Percy | Sep 6 2010, 06:32:12 PM Post #34 |
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Why was there something about train rides that made Amera queasy? It hardly seemed fair, especially since Amera had spent her early life in a place far hillier than England. Besides, after 5 years of going back and forth - you'd think she would be used to it. Maybe this was why Amera didn't play Quidditch. It's not like she is a bad flyer, but somehow every time she got extremely sick. Breathing heavily, Amera turned her trunk on its side and sat down on it. Merlin, it is hard enough to catch the train. Let alone, ride it. Her cloudly blue eyes looked up, not at anything in particular. She was breathing too loudly for that. Edited by Amera Percy, Sep 6 2010, 06:41:38 PM.
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| Dorie Kent | Sep 6 2010, 07:36:37 PM Post #35 |
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Dorie was so busy murmuring to her sister that she didn't notice there was already someone sitting there. He cleared his throat, and her face flushed scarlet. "Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't see you there." Her voice was polite and breezy but still trembling a bit from being startled. Another boy walked into the compartment and introduced himself. "I'm Dorie and this is my sister, Georgia," she said, her voice more confident now, shaking both the boys' hands. Dorie normally took the lead, especially when her sister was having one of her headaches. "We're Hufflepuff sixth years, how about you?" She giggled a little bit. "Goodness, it does feel weird to be calling myself a sixth year. I feel so old, taking N.E.W.T. classes and all that." She kept smiling at the boys, widening her big blue eyes, but she furtively nudged her sister's leg with hers, letting her know that they'd talk later, and everything would be all right. |
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| Rosie Montez | Sep 6 2010, 07:39:54 PM Post #36 |
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Sixth year... Rosalina left the train, and found herself surrounded by the charming town of Hogsmeade. Her lips curved into her typical smile, although it now looked tired and a bit forced. Sure, that wasn't something that automatically popped into sight, you had to take your time to study the girl. The point is that Rosie was not as positive as usual. Sighing, the girl walked towards someone who she believed familiar. The ice blue eyes of the other Hufflepuff were enough for Rose to notice who she was - Amera Percy. Rosie and Amera, however, were not huge friends. For some reason, Rose hadn't pushed herself to befriend her. But now, it was different. For her second year studying at Hogwarts, she needed more friends. "Hello Amera!" said she. Rosie could not help but notice that the girl seemed a bit... sick. She sat down next to her. "You okay?" she questioned, a tone of concern appearing on her voice. |
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| Terry Boot | Sep 6 2010, 07:48:54 PM Post #37 |
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"I am a Ravenclaw, sixth year." Terry explained, figuring that was why he hadn't met them. Personally, he was looking forward to N.E.W.T. classes, for a challenge. Let's face it, the past 5 years were pretty easy - in his opinion. These classes were designed for, well, let intelligent students. Terry didn't like referring to some of them like that, but it was true. Some people were simply not book-smart. Rather, they were social smart. For example, the blonde who was hanging onto the Slytherin on the platform. Terry highly doubted she was able to form a coherent though in Transfiguration class. More, she based her entire life on her reputation in this little school. Judging by the looks of it, wasn't very good. Though Terry certainly wasn't going to mention that. Terry wouldn't mention any of this. |
"They're in love. Fuck the war."![]() "If you're going to take me on a date, Terry Boot, it had better be the most goddamned romantic evening of my entire life. " ORIGINAL HOUSEWIFE OF HIRP | |
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| Amera Percy | Sep 6 2010, 08:13:32 PM Post #38 |
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Well, Amera probably did look a little sick. After all, the big red train zooming through England countryside? It was surprising more people didn't get sick. Perhaps Amera was just an exception. If there is anything I need right now, it's a steady seat and a nice goblet of water. With a sigh, she attempted to pull herself together and look at her friend. "O', hi Rose. Jus' a little motion sickness. Really, I'm fine."Her distinctive Irish accent rang out. Amera stood up carefully, and gave Rosie a smile. Weird that she is talking to me right now. She seemed a bit distant before. "Did you have a decent summer?" Amera asked, very curious. How does Rosie Montez spend her summer? It was a mystery to Meri. But Meri had spent hers back in Ireland, amongst 19 loud cousins. The opposite of Amera, who tended to stick to her friends only. Cousins generally weren't considered friends, not her cousins at least. Loud, and Irish - Amera spent most of her holiday avoiding them. Spending times in the local woods. Edited by Amera Percy, Sep 6 2010, 08:19:02 PM.
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| Georgia Kent | Sep 6 2010, 08:26:16 PM Post #39 |
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"You're right, Dorie," She nodded, squeezing her eyes. "You're right..." She stayed silent for the rest of Dorie's talk, not being able to concentrate because of her headache. She was about to answer when she saw another figure, jumping in her seat. "Y-you scared me!" She breathed, giggling after she was over the initial shock. She smiled as Dorie introduced them, holding out her hand. She felt Dorie nudged her, and she kept silent, focusing on her thoughts. Yes. Later. "Oh, what NEWT subjects are you gonna take?" |
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| Terry Boot | Sep 6 2010, 08:43:18 PM Post #40 |
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Terry looked at her, wondering why she would ask that. It's not like he usually talked to people in his classes. OK, Aislinn was an exception - but he had written a note - not talked to her. Besides, that was during a free period in his class. Studying for O.W.L.S, that was what the period was meant for. But at that point - Terry had studied all he could for the OWLS, and a little distraction was necessary. With a blink, Terry attempted to force his thoughts out. He looked towards one of the girls. "Potions, History of Magic, Herbology, Arithmancy, Charms." He listed off, not understanding the importance of the conversation. |
"They're in love. Fuck the war."![]() "If you're going to take me on a date, Terry Boot, it had better be the most goddamned romantic evening of my entire life. " ORIGINAL HOUSEWIFE OF HIRP | |
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