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••KA: RPotW•• ->Voldemort's Return - 25 Years Late
Although I love all the creative RP's out there, I'm a huge fan of canon and canon character RP's. So here it goes.
Horcruxes are powerful and dark things. Because they are so rarely used, many people are not aware that they only work when the rules bound to them are followed strictly.
Voldemort is aware of these rules, which is why he understands that when a horcrux is destroyed, another cannot be destroyed for twenty-five years.
He's also aware of three other things:
1)His diary, and the horcrux inside, has been destroyed.
2)Harry Potter is a horcrux.
3)He needs Harry Potter's blood in order to resurrect his [Voldemort's] body.
So Voldemort is left with a problem. If he takes Harry Potter while he is a boy, he will be able to return to his body, but he will not be able to kill the boy. He knows this is foolish and will be his ruin. The only way is to take Harry Potter's blood, resurrect his body, and then kill the boy immediately. Which means he must wait, until 2018. So Voldemort waits, and he plans, and he builds his followers. As he watches Harry Potter's life unfold, he sees the golden opportunity. 2019 will be the year, the year of the Dark Lord's return.
Meanwhile...
Harry Potter and Ron Weasley, aurors, work with the Order of the Phoenix to track information about Voldemort and his followers. They look into the mysterious disappearances of witch Helga Snuffle and her wizard brother Harold Snuffle.
At Hogwarts, Albus Potter, Rose Weasley, and Scorpius Malfoy have started their fourth year. They are excited to learn that the school is hosting a special tournament--the triwizard cup. Although excited to hear who the champions will be, they are not so excited as the seventh years, who are the only ones capable of entering. The day of the drawing arrives, and everyone is shocked when four, not three, champions are named. Albus Potter's name comes out of the goblet. He is a triwizard champion.
Rules and Basic Info
-Everything not relating to Voldemort and his actions post Prisoner of Azkaban is canon. So Sirius is alive, but still hiding out, and Pettigrew has escaped and is with Voldemort.
-All canon marriages and children apply. So although Remus and Tonks are alive, so is Teddy. As are all the Weasley and Potter and Malfoy grandchildren.
-Draco Malfoy did not become a Death Eater. There was no reason to. However, he knows his father and mother still have ties to the Dark Lord. His wife, Astoria, does not believe in there being a difference between pureblood and muggleborns. It is an issue they have avoided talking about throughout their marriage. Draco has not taught Scorpius to hate muggleborns (as Astoria would never stand for this), however his arrogance about being pureblood has rubbed off on his son. Draco is torn between his parents and his wife/son.
-Harry and Ginny have James, Albus, and Lily. Harry does not know Snape's secret, and so Albus's full name is Albus Remus Potter. Snape is alive and takes pleasure in being mean and snarky towards Harry's children (yes, even Lily, though maybe a little less towards her.)
-Harry knows he is a horcrux.
-Ron and Hermione have Rose and Hugo. Ron is an auror, like Harry. Hermione is a lawyer.
-The ministry is still corrupt, although Harry, Ron, and Hermione are trying to change that.
-Everyone who died post-PoA, is alive. Sirius hides out at Grimmauld Place, which is still the headquarters of the OotP.
-Members of the Order include, but are not limited to, the golden trio, all Weasley adults (including Fred, who is alive), and Neville and Hannah.
-Dumbledore is still Headmaster of Hogwarts. Snape still teaches potions. McGonagall still teaches transfiguration. The DADA professor is Archibald White. He may be played, if anyone is interested, or he may be a background character.
-I will pick houses for the main children, but their personalities/motivations/loyalties are up to you! Except for Lily and Hugo, who are starting at Hogwarts. Their houses will be up to those who play them. Also, the houses and years of the other Weasley children will be up to the the player.
The story will begin with the drawing of the names of the champions. After that ceremony, and Albus's subsequent selection, the parents will be called to the school. The Triwizard Tasks will NOT be the same as in GoF.
A Few Rules:
1)You may take two characters, but not two main characters. So you may take only one main character, and then any other character from the other lists. You may take two supporting characters if you wish.
2)I'm pretty open with what you want to do with the characters personalities and loyalties, but I'm trying to keep it fairly canon. So even though the characters won't be their parents, they will somewhat resemble them. So, for example, Scorpius will be a prick. He can't be raised by Draco Malfoy and not be. That's not to say he's dark or that he has to hate the Potters/Weasleys, but ya, he's not Mr. Nice. Similarly, Albus, who is the main character, might have a different personality than Harry, but he's not about to go skipping off to Voldemort gleefully.
3) Please only take a main character if you RP regularly and are going to be faithful to the RP.
4) If two characters are listed together they count as one character.
(Adults)
Sirius Black - JackWO92 Remus Lupin - J-E-L-L-O
Nymphadora "Dora" Lupin - silver_gitana4 Teddy Lupin - J-E-L-L-O Victoire Weasley - Snape'sGirlThru&Thru
Arthur Weasley -
Molly Weasley - silver_gitana4
Minerva Mcgongall - Chaser
Bill & Fleur Weasley - Snapesgrl
Percy & Audrey Wealsey -
Fred Weasley -
George & Angelina Weasley - Random Me Ly
(Students) Dominque (Bill's daughter) - city_girl_95
Louis Weasley (Bill's son) - SweetPinkPixie Molly Weasley (Percy's daughter) - cookiesncupcakes Lucy Weasley (Percy's daughter) - LunaLoveGood5
Fred Weasley (George's son) - Some Me Ly Roxanne Weasley (George's daughter) - SamtheHPFreak
Other (unnecessary) Characters (if anyone is interested)
Archibald White (DADA professor) -
Madam Pompfrey -
Cornelius Fudge -
Kingsley Shacklebolt - Dobby - peaches_11
So that's it. Just write what character you would like, as well as what house and year they're in if applicable (main characters have already been chosen for them, except for Lily and Hugo, see above). Also, include a little about them--their personalities and loyalties (and more, if you're so inclined.)
EDIT: So there was one problem I thought of. How do we get Draco and Astoria around others so that they can RP? The plan, see, is to have to locations, one for the Order, and one for the students. Characters will at times cross over between these places. But Draco/Astoria doesn't fit into either of these. So here's what I've worked out.
Draco is the head of Magical Sports and Games at the Ministry. As such, he is a judge in the triwizard tournament, and is staying at the castle for the year. Astoria is also staying there, though whether she moves between work and the castle is up to DracikinsLuver4321.
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Naturally enough, Lucy wanted desperately to be a Triwizard champion. Her father had always been a high achiever but he never really was a good sportsman. Lucy had inherited her mother's quidditch skill in that sense. Lucym rolled her head around to eye everyone. It was quite funny watching Rose Weasley stiffly try and be warm with that blonde Malfoy kid. Lucy then focused her attention back toher book.
Name: Lucy
Goes By: (Gryffindor's call her Slippery Slidey Snakey Weasley)
Age: 16
DOB: 21st December
Year: Sixth
House: Slytherin
Hair: Long and Brown
Eyes: Light Blue
Common accessories: Blue rimmed glasses
Quidditch Status: Chaser
Reputational Status: Popular among Slytherins. Hated by Gryffindors.
Blood Status: Pure
Crush: Lorcan Scamander
Wand: 12 inch silver berch string with one harpy feather
Boggart: All her friends hating her
Patronus: lamb
Favourite thing: Books
Least favourite thing: Explosive Truffles (prone to being 'accidentaly' dropped in her pumpkin juice)
Siblings: One sister, Molly.
Mother: Audrey.
Father: Percy Weasley
Pets: Cherry, her black owl
Other:
Lucy was indirectly bullied for her reputation. Being one of the only two Weasley relatives (The other Albus) to not have red hair. Living in the shining shadow of her sister caused earned her a sarcastic tongue.
Lucy was sorted in to Slytherin after 30 seconds.
At home she was despised by her cousins and pitied by her elders for being sorted to Slytherin.
She spent many nights crying alone.
Dominique was her best friend. Her only friend.
In fifth year she finally decided to try out for chaser but turned down for being a girl. She let loose her Weasley temper and it worked!
Lucy had always had a MASSIVE crush on Lorcan Scamander. She just didn't really know it. She did not realise they would share a snog in 7th Year.
Last edited by LunaLovegood5; 01-05-2011 at 08:00 PM.
OOC: I know I said that the Champions had to be 7th years, but...I'm cheatin'.
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Originally Posted by LunaLovegood5
Hey, I'm not sure if I'm too late to ask but seeing as no-one else will, can I play Ron?
Ya, go for it!
Narrator: The chatter in the hall died down as the clinking of a fork against a glass could be heard. Heads turned towards the staff table, where Dumbledore was now standing.
"Good evening students," he began with a smile, his eyes twinkling. "And a Happy Halloween! I hope you have all enjoyed our excellent feast. But now I am rambling...I'm sure you are far too excited to indulgue me for long.
Tonight, we draw the names of our three Triwizard Champions. Each champion will be a representative of their school, and will compete in three very difficult, very dangerous tasks. The winner of this tournament will win not only 1000 galleons, but eternal glory."
Dumbledore stopped and smiled at his students, then continued. "We have with us Mr. Draco Malfoy, the Head of Magical Games & Sports." Dumbledore waved his hand towards the staff table. "He will be a judge during our tournament, along with three others. I hope you will all help in giving him, and his wife, a warm welcome."
He waited a moment to allow the (scattered) applause to stop, then continued his speech. "But enough of pleasantries. On to the drawing of the names!" With a wave of his wand, the fire in the goblet shot several feet in the air, and turned a brilliant red.
Dumbledore drew near and reached towards the flame. A piece of paper shot out and he grabbed it. Unfolding it, he said, "The Durmstrang champion is...Adolfus Dagard!"
There was a roar of approval from the Durmstrang students, and happy applause from the rest. Everyone quieted as they saw the flame in the goblet go red again.
Dumbledore reached for another piece of paper, and read it. "The Beauxbatons champion is...Cecile Desmarais!"
Once again, there was an explosion of applause from the students.
Dumbledore reached once more, and now there was a hush over all the students. This was the moment Hogwarts had been waiting for.
"The Hogwarts Champion is...Lucy Weasley!"
The Hall exploded in excitement, applause, mone louder than that of the Slytherins. Dumbledore smiled and put his hands together.
"Yes, well done all! I wish you all much luck in the trials that are to come. But now, dessert will be ser---"
The Headmaster fell silent, as did the rest of the hall, as everyone looked at the Goblet of Fire. The flames had turned red a fourth time. Dumbledore didn't do anything for a moment, but only stared. Then, as a piece of paper shot out of it, he reached and took it.
Reading at the paper, he murmered something that others couldn't hear. Then, turning towards the students, he said, "Albus Potter?" It was almost more of a question than a statement. There was no response in the dead silence of the hall.
Rose clapped along with everyone as the Beauxbatons and Durstrang champions were called. Nothing prepared her for the Hogwarts champion. "Oh my god, Lucy!" She screamed as her name was called. They weren't the best of friends, but Rose had always admired Lucy's strenght, given her trying situation. Being a Weasley and in Slytherin was not easy.
Then the goblet turned red. Rose watched in surprise as a fourth slip of paper came out. As Dumbledore yelled Al's name across the hall, she felt her heart start racing uncontrollably. Al? A Champion? Impossible. He was only a fourth year!
The silence in the hall was deafening. Rose turned to Al and hissed, "Go! You have to go up Al! To the back room."
Sorry I didn't get this in sooner, I've had tons of homework.
SPOILER!!: Hugo Weasley
Basics Full Name: Hugo Weasley Goes By: Hugo Age: 11 DOB: January 4 Year: First House: Gryffindor Blood Status: Mixed/Half
A Little More Wand: 7 1/4", Birch, Phoenix Feather Patronus: Duck Likes: Animals, food, the color red Dislikes: Schoolwork, not getting enough sleep
Family Mother: Hermione Weasley (nee Granger) Father: Ronald (Ron) Weasley Siblings: Rose Weasley Pets: None
Everything Else
Hugo takes after his father a lot. Though he inherited some of Hermione's smarts, he tends to act more like Ron. He enjoys eating, hates school, and sometimes copies off of Lily's notes and is a very faithful best friend. He loves to hang out with Lily Potter, his favorite cousin, but also with some other Gryffies. Post Color: Red
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Lily was sitting across from her cousin. And she was near falling off her seat with excitement. "It's amazing. I hope they do this every year. They should do it every year, because it's really exciting." she said, not really knowing what she was saying until she had said it. "I wonder if Roxy entered. She's in seventh year, actually no. Roxy wouldn;t have entered. She's no fun" she continued, putting her elbows on th table and using her hands to hold her head up and gaze at the goblet of fire.
Hugo grinned at Lily. "I can't wait to find out who's going to be Hogwarts champion!" he replied.
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Originally Posted by Chaser
Narrator: The chatter in the hall died down as the clinking of a fork against a glass could be heard. Heads turned towards the staff table, where Dumbledore was now standing.
"Good evening students," he began with a smile, his eyes twinkling. "And a Happy Halloween! I hope you have all enjoyed our excellent feast. But now I am rambling...I'm sure you are far too excited to indulgue me for long.
Tonight, we draw the names of our three Triwizard Champions. Each champion will be a representative of their school, and will compete in three very difficult, very dangerous tasks. The winner of this tournament will win not only 1000 galleons, but eternal glory."
Dumbledore stopped and smiled at his students, then continued. "We have with us Mr. Draco Malfoy, the Head of Magical Games & Sports." Dumbledore waved his hand towards the staff table. "He will be a judge during our tournament, along with three others. I hope you will all help in giving him, and his wife, a warm welcome."
He waited a moment to allow the (scattered) applause to stop, then continued his speech. "But enough of pleasantries. On to the drawing of the names!" With a wave of his wand, the fire in the goblet shot several feet in the air, and turned a brilliant red.
Dumbledore drew near and reached towards the flame. A piece of paper shot out and he grabbed it. Unfolding it, he said, "The Durmstrang champion is...Adolfus Dagard!"
There was a roar of approval from the Durmstrang students, and happy applause from the rest. Everyone quieted as they saw the flame in the goblet go red again.
Dumbledore reached for another piece of paper, and read it. "The Beauxbatons champion is...Cecile Desmarais!"
Once again, there was an explosion of applause from the students.
Dumbledore reached once more, and now there was a hush over all the students. This was the moment Hogwarts had been waiting for.
"The Hogwarts Champion is...Lucy Weasley!"
The Hall exploded in excitement, applause, mone louder than that of the Slytherins. Dumbledore smiled and put his hands together.
"Yes, well done all! I wish you all much luck in the trials that are to come. But now, dessert will be ser---"
The Headmaster fell silent, as did the rest of the hall, as everyone looked at the Goblet of Fire. The flames had turned red a fourth time. Dumbledore didn't do anything for a moment, but only stared. Then, as a piece of paper shot out of it, he reached and took it.
Reading at the paper, he murmered something that others couldn't hear. Then, turning towards the students, he said, "Albus Potter?" It was almost more of a question than a statement. There was no response in the dead silence of the hall.
"Albus Potter!"
Hugo smiled at hearing the Durmstrang and Beauxbatons champions. As the flame flared, he waited, excited to hear who the Hogwarts champion would be.
Lucy? His cousin Lucy? Yeah, she was a Slytherin, but still! Lucy was going to be in the Triwizard Tournament! He cheered loudly along with everyone else.
He was still smiling until the fourth piece of paper came out. A fourth champion? This hadn't happened since Uncle Harry was at Hogwarts! Hearing Al's name called, he shot a slightly terrified look at him and motioned, along with Rose, for him to go on to the back room.
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Harry had a bad feeling in the pit of his stomach - and no, it wasn't that awful lunch Victoire had tried to cook, despite her mother and father's constant admonishments against attempting to cook anything. No, it was something much more troubling than overcooked fish.
This Triwizard Tournament was bothering him.
He had been entered in it once, despite being underage, and he remembered it as if it were yesterday. Of course, there were many times before and after that he had faced life-and-death situations and managed to escape from death, but the Tournament was supposed to push you to your limits on purpose. It wasn't you accidentally stumbling upon a life-threatening situation - it was essentially a game. Not that anyone made a sport of it or didn't care if someone died, but even so...
Perhaps there was more to it than just that. No, there was no "perhaps" about it really - it was Voldemort who was really bothering Harry, unsettling him. The Dark Lord was out there somewhere, gathering followers, killing innocent people, bringing chaos everywhere he went, and Harry couldn't help but feel that he might try something really drastic soon. Because how long could Voldemort wait before finally confronting Harry? For neither of them could live...
A loud CRASH! jolted him out of his thoughts. Sighing, he absent-mindedly rubbed his prickling scar as he stood and walked to the kitchen to find out who had broken what this time.
He entered just in time to see Ginny clean up a mess of broken glassware on the floor and found that Ron and Hermione were there as well. "What in Merlin's name just happened?" he asked.
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Molly's mouth hung open as a deafening silence engulfed the room. Albus? Her cousin Albus?! Tri-Wizard Champion?! It was like Uncle Harry all over again! She shot a look at her cousin. He stayed in his seat, looking absolutely shocked and horrified."Oh.. my...gosh..." she said softly, breaking the silence.
Scorpius looked at Albus, eyes wide with shock. How was this happening? Albus was only fourteen, his age! He patted Albus on the back, and motioned for him to go up. Albus stayed in his seat. Scorp could tell that Albus was more than a little scared and completely surprised at this turn of events. He felt bad for him, he really did. Going up against all those older competers? Lucy Weasley was in his house, and even though she was nice, man, she was tough! Albus continued to sit, paralyzed with shock. "Come on! You have to go up!" he whispered, pushing his shoulder once again.
Dude. The Pensevies aint got nothing on you. Aslan is the God
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Originally Posted by Chaser
Narrator: The chatter in the hall died down as the clinking of a fork against a glass could be heard. Heads turned towards the staff table, where Dumbledore was now standing.
"Good evening students," he began with a smile, his eyes twinkling. "And a Happy Halloween! I hope you have all enjoyed our excellent feast. But now I am rambling...I'm sure you are far too excited to indulgue me for long.
Tonight, we draw the names of our three Triwizard Champions. Each champion will be a representative of their school, and will compete in three very difficult, very dangerous tasks. The winner of this tournament will win not only 1000 galleons, but eternal glory."
Dumbledore stopped and smiled at his students, then continued. "We have with us Mr. Draco Malfoy, the Head of Magical Games & Sports." Dumbledore waved his hand towards the staff table. "He will be a judge during our tournament, along with three others. I hope you will all help in giving him, and his wife, a warm welcome."
He waited a moment to allow the (scattered) applause to stop, then continued his speech. "But enough of pleasantries. On to the drawing of the names!" With a wave of his wand, the fire in the goblet shot several feet in the air, and turned a brilliant red.
Dumbledore drew near and reached towards the flame. A piece of paper shot out and he grabbed it. Unfolding it, he said, "The Durmstrang champion is...Adolfus Dagard!"
There was a roar of approval from the Durmstrang students, and happy applause from the rest. Everyone quieted as they saw the flame in the goblet go red again.
Dumbledore reached for another piece of paper, and read it. "The Beauxbatons champion is...Cecile Desmarais!"
Once again, there was an explosion of applause from the students.
Dumbledore reached once more, and now there was a hush over all the students. This was the moment Hogwarts had been waiting for.
"The Hogwarts Champion is...Lucy Weasley!"
The Hall exploded in excitement, applause, mone louder than that of the Slytherins. Dumbledore smiled and put his hands together.
"Yes, well done all! I wish you all much luck in the trials that are to come. But now, dessert will be ser---"
The Headmaster fell silent, as did the rest of the hall, as everyone looked at the Goblet of Fire. The flames had turned red a fourth time. Dumbledore didn't do anything for a moment, but only stared. Then, as a piece of paper shot out of it, he reached and took it.
Reading at the paper, he murmered something that others couldn't hear. Then, turning towards the students, he said, "Albus Potter?" It was almost more of a question than a statement. There was no response in the dead silence of the hall.
"Albus Potter!"
Yadda yadda yadda, usual stuff, the welcomes were so boring. It was even worse than the start of term feast and she'd actually fallen asleep at the table...though to be honest that could of been to do with the compartment party. Still, she internally shrugged and tried to concentrate but it was so HARD, Dumbledore's voice just droned on and on..yaaawwwn. She sighed as the names began to be read out, this was so BORING! She screamed to herself and carried on inspecting her split ends, the few she had, but out of the corner of her eye she saw the Durm-y student. Oooooh. He was f.i.t. Like times a billion. This term would be interesting. She carried on watching him as he moved to the front, blantantly ignoring the Beuxbaxton's champ before the Hogwarts name was read out.
Through her intense stare she heard a familiar voice. O.M.G! LUUUUUCCCCYYYYY! Like shock horror. No scrap that, she'd of known that she would of entered her name. She looked over at Lucy and stuck two huge thumbs up at her best mate.
Go Lucy, go Luc
WHAT? Albus Potter? As in her cousin Albus Potter. As in the boy who had promised he wouldn't enter his name! L.I.A.R! She glared at Dumbledore and the rest of her family, don't you dare Al she hissed menacingly. don't you dare!
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Harry had a bad feeling in the pit of his stomach - and no, it wasn't that awful lunch Victoire had tried to cook, despite her mother and father's constant admonishments against attempting to cook anything. No, it was something much more troubling than overcooked fish.
This Triwizard Tournament was bothering him.
He had been entered in it once, despite being underage, and he remembered it as if it were yesterday. Of course, there were many times before and after that he had faced life-and-death situations and managed to escape from death, but the Tournament was supposed to push you to your limits on purpose. It wasn't you accidentally stumbling upon a life-threatening situation - it was essentially a game. Not that anyone made a sport of it or didn't care if someone died, but even so...
Perhaps there was more to it than just that. No, there was no "perhaps" about it really - it was Voldemort who was really bothering Harry, unsettling him. The Dark Lord was out there somewhere, gathering followers, killing innocent people, bringing chaos everywhere he went, and Harry couldn't help but feel that he might try something really drastic soon. Because how long could Voldemort wait before finally confronting Harry? For neither of them could live...
A loud CRASH! jolted him out of his thoughts. Sighing, he absent-mindedly rubbed his prickling scar as he stood and walked to the kitchen to find out who had broken what this time.
He entered just in time to see Ginny clean up a mess of broken glassware on the floor and found that Ron and Hermione were there as well. "What in Merlin's name just happened?" he asked.
Hermione looked up from where she was kneeling down to see Harry walk through the door, Ronald she said, pointedly glaring at where he stood. She focussed on helping Ginny tidy up, before she stood up and walked over to Ron, poking him in the arm, next time I say cook lunch, don't destroy the house. She rolled her eyes before turning to Harry and Ginny, her eyes were imediatley drawn to Harry's, Harry, is something wrong? She asked hesitantly, knowing about his fiery temperment, and also seeing the slightly blank, dead look in his eyes.
She knew what that was. Instantley. Worry.
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Ginny looked down at the plate of food that Ron had just dropped- "Oh no you idiot!" she muttered- pulling out her wand to cast a charm to clear up the mess. She soon noticed another presence in the kitchen- she turned to see Hermione. "Hey." she said to her, and with her wand directing the mess to the rubbish bin. She sighed and then sat at the table- "Your husband decided it was best to put our dinner on the floor." she said, sarcastically- frowning over at Ron amd pushing some curls from from her face, tucking them behind her ear.
Hermione smiled and kneeled down to help Ginny, cleaning up the last bits of china, he would do she said wearily, turning her steely glare to Ronald in the corner. She raised an eyebrow and shook her head before finishing the task, and cracked a smile at her tone, it was hard to smile at the moment, at this time, but at least they could be honest now and not hide anything in front of the children like they had all summer. That was one good thing at least
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Harry had a bad feeling in the pit of his stomach - and no, it wasn't that awful lunch Victoire had tried to cook, despite her mother and father's constant admonishments against attempting to cook anything. No, it was something much more troubling than overcooked fish.
This Triwizard Tournament was bothering him.
He had been entered in it once, despite being underage, and he remembered it as if it were yesterday. Of course, there were many times before and after that he had faced life-and-death situations and managed to escape from death, but the Tournament was supposed to push you to your limits on purpose. It wasn't you accidentally stumbling upon a life-threatening situation - it was essentially a game. Not that anyone made a sport of it or didn't care if someone died, but even so...
Perhaps there was more to it than just that. No, there was no "perhaps" about it really - it was Voldemort who was really bothering Harry, unsettling him. The Dark Lord was out there somewhere, gathering followers, killing innocent people, bringing chaos everywhere he went, and Harry couldn't help but feel that he might try something really drastic soon. Because how long could Voldemort wait before finally confronting Harry? For neither of them could live...
A loud CRASH! jolted him out of his thoughts. Sighing, he absent-mindedly rubbed his prickling scar as he stood and walked to the kitchen to find out who had broken what this time.
He entered just in time to see Ginny clean up a mess of broken glassware on the floor and found that Ron and Hermione were there as well. "What in Merlin's name just happened?" he asked.
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Originally Posted by city_girl_95
Hermione smiled and kneeled down to help Ginny, cleaning up the last bits of china, he would do she said wearily, turning her steely glare to Ronald in the corner. She raised an eyebrow and shook her head before finishing the task, and cracked a smile at her tone, it was hard to smile at the moment, at this time, but at least they could be honest now and not hide anything in front of the children like they had all summer. That was one good thing at least
"Thanks Hermione" Ginny told her with a warm smile- "I'm sorry, I just spoilt dinner!" she said, sighing slightly and turned back to the kitchen counter- trying to think of something else she could do instead.
Ginny looked up to see Harry come into the kitchen- he looked... worried- was it about thier children?
She stood up and went over to him- holding onto his hand. "I just dropped the dinner- yes, I know- stupid!" she laughed, before looking into his eyes. "What's going on? Because there is definately something going on. I can just tell, Harry" she said to him- holding his gaze.
James was talking with other sixth years, betting who would be the Hogwarts champion when the Headmaster started talking. He didn't clap when he introduced the Malfoys because, well, they were Malfoys. He applauded with everyone else when the Durmstrang and Beauxbatons champions' were called, but he stood up and cheered when his cousin was named Hogwarts champion. Sure she was a Slytherin, but that didn't matter when they were family.
James stopped clapping and fell silent with the rest of the Great Hall when the Goblet shot out another name, and his eyes went wide with shock when his brothers name was called out. He blinked owlishly for a moment before muttering, "I'm having the strangest feeling of Deja Vu" he said, thinking of his Dad when he was chosen to be a fourth Champion.
Could I be Fred (George's son) and George and Angelina Weasley please? Or is it to late?
Not too late. You've got it.
Minerva Mcgonagall stood at the staff table, her mouth open. This couldn't be happening again. When Harry Potter's name had come out of the goblet, they had all assumed Voldemort was up to something. But then the tournament had passed without serious incident. But now Potter's son was being called? What could this mean?
Minerva stepped into the back room where she knew she would be joined by Albus soon. The three other champions were already there.
Minerva raised her wand and yelled, "Expcto Patronum!" A silvery cat appeared and ran around the room until she sent it away with a, "Go to Grimmauld Place. Fetch Albus Potter's parents. Oh and I suppose any of the others that will insist upon coming with them."
Baguette | there is no D in my name | TRAITORclaw | Queenie of Narnia
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Hermione looked up from where she was kneeling down to see Harry walk through the door, Ronald she said, pointedly glaring at where he stood. She focussed on helping Ginny tidy up, before she stood up and walked over to Ron, poking him in the arm, next time I say cook lunch, don't destroy the house. She rolled her eyes before turning to Harry and Ginny, her eyes were imediatley drawn to Harry's, Harry, is something wrong? She asked hesitantly, knowing about his fiery temperment, and also seeing the slightly blank, dead look in his eyes.
She knew what that was. Instantley. Worry.
Hermione smiled and kneeled down to help Ginny, cleaning up the last bits of china, he would do she said wearily, turning her steely glare to Ronald in the corner. She raised an eyebrow and shook her head before finishing the task, and cracked a smile at her tone, it was hard to smile at the moment, at this time, but at least they could be honest now and not hide anything in front of the children like they had all summer. That was one good thing at least
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"Thanks Hermione" Ginny told her with a warm smile- "I'm sorry, I just spoilt dinner!" she said, sighing slightly and turned back to the kitchen counter- trying to think of something else she could do instead.
Ginny looked up to see Harry come into the kitchen- he looked... worried- was it about thier children?
She stood up and went over to him- holding onto his hand. "I just dropped the dinner- yes, I know- stupid!" she laughed, before looking into his eyes. "What's going on? Because there is definately something going on. I can just tell, Harry" she said to him- holding his gaze.
They knew him too well. Lying to them would accomplish nothing, but Harry wasn't going to tell the entire truth about what was bothering him either. He just couldn't tell them about the Voldemort thing and why he had the connection that he did to the Dark Lord - and what he would have to do to get rid of it and Voldemort once and for all. He knew how they would react, how they would insist there must be some other way and that they would figure something out. And a part of him felt tempted to tell them - because what if there was another way? - but he knew it would only make it harder for him to do what he had to do whenever that time came.
"It's just the Triwizard Tournament," he admitted with a small shrug. "They're supposed to draw the names of the champions tonight. I was just wondering who they might be." And hoping nothing would go wrong.
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if we fall, we will fall together; and when we rise, we will rise together__________________♥♥♥♥ together we are dangerous; together with our differences; together we are bolder, braver, stronger
Minerva Mcgonagall stood at the staff table, her mouth open. This couldn't be happening again. When Harry Potter's name had come out of the goblet, they had all assumed Voldemort was up to something. But then the tournament had passed without serious incident. But now Potter's son was being called? What could this mean?
Minerva stepped into the back room where she knew she would be joined by Albus soon. The three other champions were already there.
Minerva raised her wand and yelled, "Expcto Patronum!" A silvery cat appeared and ran around the room until she sent it away with a, "Go to Grimmauld Place. Fetch Albus Potter's parents. Oh and I suppose any of the others that will insist upon coming with them."
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They knew him too well. Lying to them would accomplish nothing, but Harry wasn't going to tell the entire truth about what was bothering him either. He just couldn't tell them about the Voldemort thing and why he had the connection that he did to the Dark Lord - and what he would have to do to get rid of it and Voldemort once and for all. He knew how they would react, how they would insist there must be some other way and that they would figure something out. And a part of him felt tempted to tell them - because what if there was another way? - but he knew it would only make it harder for him to do what he had to do whenever that time came.
"It's just the Triwizard Tournament," he admitted with a small shrug. "They're supposed to draw the names of the champions tonight. I was just wondering who they might be." And hoping nothing would go wrong.
Ginny wasn't completely convinced that that was all that was worrying Harry- she knew him far too well for that. She felt that he... he knew he could trust her, why wasn't her telling her what was really going on. She dropped his hand and turned back to the job in hand- when suddenly, she noticed a patronum of a cat on the floor of the kitchen.
"What's going on...?" she muttered, turing back around and looking at Harry and the others.
Baguette | there is no D in my name | TRAITORclaw | Queenie of Narnia
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Minerva raised her wand and yelled, "Expcto Patronum!" A silvery cat appeared and ran around the room until she sent it away with a, "Go to Grimmauld Place. Fetch Albus Potter's parents. Oh and I suppose any of the others that will insist upon coming with them."
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Ginny wasn't completely convinced that that was all that was worrying Harry- she knew him far too well for that. She felt that he... he knew he could trust her, why wasn't her telling her what was really going on. She dropped his hand and turned back to the job in hand- when suddenly, she noticed a patronum of a cat on the floor of the kitchen.
"What's going on...?" she muttered, turing back around and looking at Harry and the others.
But then a silvery cat ran into the room, and Harry's stomach did a sick, nervous little flip. It was Professor McGonagall's Patronus - he recognized it immediately. But what did she want? Was something bad happening at Hogwarts? The champions - they were drawing their names tonight. Did this have to do with them?
Harry grew very pale but he said nothing, glancing at Ginny with a grim expression and waiting for the cat to speak.
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if we fall, we will fall together; and when we rise, we will rise together__________________♥♥♥♥ together we are dangerous; together with our differences; together we are bolder, braver, stronger
Dude. The Pensevies aint got nothing on you. Aslan is the God
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They knew him too well. Lying to them would accomplish nothing, but Harry wasn't going to tell the entire truth about what was bothering him either. He just couldn't tell them about the Voldemort thing and why he had the connection that he did to the Dark Lord - and what he would have to do to get rid of it and Voldemort once and for all. He knew how they would react, how they would insist there must be some other way and that they would figure something out. And a part of him felt tempted to tell them - because what if there was another way? - but he knew it would only make it harder for him to do what he had to do whenever that time came.
"It's just the Triwizard Tournament," he admitted with a small shrug. "They're supposed to draw the names of the champions tonight. I was just wondering who they might be." And hoping nothing would go wrong.
Hermione continued her steely look at Harry, before she paused and nodded, yes it is isn't it she nodded again, both Hugo and Rose had written to them to tell them that the winners would be drawn on the halloween feast, no doubt Albus, James and Lily told Harry and Ginny in their letters. Yes but Harry it won't be any of our lot she said softly, he wouldn't dare, the tournaments got even more publicity than before, she nodded again, more to herself than anyone, if any of her babies were in that tournament she would personally pull them out of it, she's use her lawyer know how to do it. And Dumbledore will have even more protection around that goblet she said firmly. That bloody goblet.
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But then a silvery cat ran into the room, and Harry's stomach did a sick, nervous little flip. It was Professor McGonagall's Patronus - he recognized it immediately. But what did she want? Was something bad happening at Hogwarts? The champions - they were drawing their names tonight. Did this have to do with them?
Harry grew very pale but he said nothing, glancing at Ginny with a grim expression and waiting for the cat to speak.
Hermione turned as Harry and Ginny's eyes turned to a different spot in the room, she saw the whispy silvery cat - a patronus. More importantly it was Proffessor McGonagalls patronus. It hadn't changed once, she looked at the cat gravely with repect in her eye, the Professor may not have been with them physically but she still held upmost respect for her, and if she was contacting Grimmuld Place it couldn't be good. She went and stood next to Harry and Ginny, pulling Ron with her, and in a line they all waited solemley
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Tonight we are young. So lets set the world on fire---------------- ----------------------------Belle-Marie. Hufflepuff. Fifth Year.
But then a silvery cat ran into the room, and Harry's stomach did a sick, nervous little flip. It was Professor McGonagall's Patronus - he recognized it immediately. But what did she want? Was something bad happening at Hogwarts? The champions - they were drawing their names tonight. Did this have to do with them?
Harry grew very pale but he said nothing, glancing at Ginny with a grim expression and waiting for the cat to speak.
Ginny held onto Harry's hand again- oh please, no. This couldn't be something good. She couldn't help think that one of her little babies was in trouble- she squeezed her eyes shut with worry. No, no please no.
She heard what the cat said- she wanted her and Harry to go to the school? Oh gosh, that was not good. She instantly turned and fell into Harry's arms- "Do you think one of them...?" she asked him- knowing that he'd know what she was thinking- the Tournament.
Albus felt his heart start to race as heard Dumbledore"s voice. He knew it was time for what they all had been waiting for. He heard the names of the champions from the other schools and clapped for them accordingly. Then there was only the Hogwarts champion remaining. He saw the parchment spew out of the fiery goblet. And then he heard a name he actually recognized (which he thought was cool), Lucy Weasley. He cheered loudly along with the rest of the hall till suddenly he saw the blue fire turn red once more. He remembered this exactly what happened before he was chosen. He prayed this would not be a like father like son moment. He saw one more piece of parchment spew from the goblet. He felt a strange feeling in the pit of his stomach. He watched as the parchment floated into Dumbledore"s hands. He then heard a screech of his name and room fell silent. His body went limp and his mouth fell open with a look of horror. He heard many of his family and freinds tell him he had to go the back room. None of them seemed to get it. He then heard none other than his cousin Dom speak the voice of reason. He smiled slightly.
This post is for city_girl_95 playing Domonique Weasley
Al, turned to Dom and said, I promise you that I did not put my name in that goblet. I don't know how it ended up there and I don't want to go. I wish there was something someone could do but from what my father told me of his experience there is not. Thus I have to go I have no choice", All responded sincerely with fear evident in his voice.". With that Albus put on a brave face and turned on his heel and walked to the back room with the rest of the champions.
Draco listened as Dumbledore spoke. Yada yada yada. Random clapping when students were called. A Weasley was picked. Yada yada yada. Then Albus Potter. Just like his father. Picked for the Tournement. Draco felt sorry for the boy. He was no older than Scorpius and he didn't have nearly as much training as the others. As he watched Albus Potter made his way to the back room.
Draco turned to look at the Headmaster. He wondered how he was taking this. First Harry now his youngest son. Hmm. Odd.
Baguette | there is no D in my name | TRAITORclaw | Queenie of Narnia
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Hermione continued her steely look at Harry, before she paused and nodded, yes it is isn't it she nodded again, both Hugo and Rose had written to them to tell them that the winners would be drawn on the halloween feast, no doubt Albus, James and Lily told Harry and Ginny in their letters. Yes but Harry it won't be any of our lot she said softly, he wouldn't dare, the tournaments got even more publicity than before, she nodded again, more to herself than anyone, if any of her babies were in that tournament she would personally pull them out of it, she's use her lawyer know how to do it. And Dumbledore will have even more protection around that goblet she said firmly. That bloody goblet.
Merlin's beard. Hermione always somehow knew what Harry was actually feeling or thinking about, though he wasn't going to admit the Voldemort part. It was quite scary though. He nodded slowly. "Yeah, Dumbledore would..." But still, Dumbledore could make mistakes. He and the rest had thought they'd put sufficient barriers and protection around the Goblet of Fire before to prevent anyone underage from being entered, but Harry's name had been put in and chosen before.
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Hermione turned as Harry and Ginny's eyes turned to a different spot in the room, she saw the whispy silvery cat - a patronus. More importantly it was Proffessor McGonagalls patronus. It hadn't changed once, she looked at the cat gravely with repect in her eye, the Professor may not have been with them physically but she still held upmost respect for her, and if she was contacting Grimmuld Place it couldn't be good. She went and stood next to Harry and Ginny, pulling Ron with her, and in a line they all waited solemley
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Ginny held onto Harry's hand again- oh please, no. This couldn't be something good. She couldn't help think that one of her little babies was in trouble- she squeezed her eyes shut with worry. No, no please no.
She heard what the cat said- she wanted her and Harry to go to the school? Oh gosh, that was not good. She instantly turned and fell into Harry's arms- "Do you think one of them...?" she asked him- knowing that he'd know what she was thinking- the Tournament.
His expression remained the same as the cat spoke in McGonagall's voice, and he tried not to express the worrying thoughts that were continuing to run through his mind. He vaguely noticed his scar beginning to prickle again.
Harry held Ginny in his arms, turning his face to her as she spoke. "I don't know..." he answered. "I hope not. But let's go and find out." He glanced at Ron and Hermione, silently asking them to come as well, before he took Ginny by the hand. "We'll have to Apparate to Hogsmeade and get to Hogwarts that way. It's the quickest." And with that, he turned on the spot, imagining Hogsmeade in his mind, and felt the familiar feeling of being squeezed through a tight rubber tube as he Disapparated from Grimmauld Place.
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if we fall, we will fall together; and when we rise, we will rise together__________________♥♥♥♥ together we are dangerous; together with our differences; together we are bolder, braver, stronger
Name: Fred Weasley II
Goes By: Freddy, Weasley, "the prank guy"
Age: 17
DOB: March 2
Year: Seventh
House: Gryffindor
Hair: Short and brown
Eyes: Chocolate
Common accessories: A bracelet his Uncle Fred gave him.
Quidditch Status: Beater
Reputational Status: Practically worshipped by the Gryffindors, and despises by the slytherins
Blood Status: Pure
Crush: pending
Wand: 11 3/4 inch maple wood, Hippogriff feather core
Boggart: Dead parents
Patronus: Siberian tiger
Favourite thing: pranks
Least favourite thing: Bullying, Slytherin, people without a sense of humor.
Siblings: One sister, Roxanne
Mother: Angelina Johnson
Father: George Weasley
Other: Dislikes his sister Roxanne. Fred is good and hard-working with school work, but will play a good prank whenever he can. Fred takes after George's appearance and has Angelina's brains. While his Quidditch skills and passion for rebellion seem to come from his father, he is also viciously loyal and will take down anyone who messes with his family. Fred is extremely cute and somewhat known as a "ladies man".
RP color: Green
* Because I'm a new here I have absolutely no idea how to post a pic. Could someone PM me to explain? Hope this is okay for now
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Feeling so fly like a D-Criss| Jess's NOM | GERONIMO | Part Hobbit | Victimised by Moffat
Roxanne near choked as she heard Al's name. WAS HE A MORON?! Actually yes. But that's besides the point. Her glasses fell off as well, which left her scrambling a bit to find them again. But as soon as she had got them on, her eyes were as wide as Trealawney's. What. An. Idiot.
Lily was in a bit of shock. Her mouth was open wide too, which was always attractive. Al? Her brother? WAS A CHAMPION?! WHAT IS THIS RUMPUS?! No. No. No. WHAT IF SOMEONE DIES?! WHAT IF ALBUS DIES?! She felt like crying. But she closed her mouth and bit her lip to stop herself. She didn't want Al to die. She didn't want anyone to die. But Daddy had made it through alive when he was fourteen, but that was Daddy, not Al. Daddy was the boy who lived. Al was just the son of the boy who lived.
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there's a very strange vibration, that pierces me right to the core--------------------------- ----------------------------------samantha joan star - seventh year - hufflepuff
Roxanne near choked as she heard Al's name. WAS HE A MORON?! Actually yes. But that's besides the point. Her glasses fell off as well, which left her scrambling a bit to find them again. But as soon as she had got them on, her eyes were as wide as Trealawney's. What. An. Idiot.
"Easy sis." Fred chuckled as Roxanne's glasses fell from her face. He got a few more seventh years to laugh with him. Even though he enjoyed making fun of his sister, Fred was deeply worried about Al. His father had told him all about what happened with Uncle Harry and his friend Cedric. He almost felt bad for Al having to walk up there in front of all these people. He was shocked but excited and worried to tell his dad the news. That is, if Roxanne doesn't beat him to it.
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Name: George Weasley
Goes By: Georgie
Age: 38
DOB: March 1
Occupation: Owner of Weasleys' Wizarding Wheezes
House: Gryffindor
Hair: Short and red
Eyes: Chocolate
Common accessories: Wedding ring
Quidditch Status: ex-Beater
Blood Status: Pure
Married to: Angelina Johnson Weasley
Wand: 12 inch Oak bark, Dragon hearstring
Boggart: Dead twin, and dead kids and wife.
Patronus: Dragon
Favourite thing: pranks, and his kids and wife. (not in that order)
Least favourite thing: Bullying, Slytherin, people without a sense of humor.
Siblings: Ginny Weasley, Ron Weasley, Fred Weasley (twin), Percy Weasley, Bill Weasley, Charlie Weasley
Mother: Molly Weasley
Father: Arthur Weasley
Kids: Fred Weasley II, Roxanne Weasley.
Other: Has been married to Angelina for the past 18 years. He takes care of his family. George is very playful and sarcastic but he'll defend his friends when they need help. He doesn't deal with being bullied, and if you do cross him he'll give you a piece of his mind. If you even think about messing with his wife and kids he will come after you. So watch yourself.
RP color: Dark Red
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"Easy sis." Fred chuckled as Roxanne's glasses fell from her face. He got a few more seventh years to laugh with him. Even though he enjoyed making fun of his sister, Fred was deeply worried about Al. His father had told him all about what happened with Uncle Harry and his friend Cedric. He almost felt bad for Al having to walk up there in front of all these people. He was shocked but excited and worried to tell his dad the news. That is, if Roxanne doesn't beat him to it.
Roxanne glared at him and only thought of how much she really wanted to hit him. He was making jokes, when his cousin was standing up there IN THE BLOODY TRI-WIZARD TOURNEMENT?! Moron. The family was full of morons. What was her brother doing over here though? She was in Ravenclaw, he was in Gryffindor. TRYING TO ANNOY HER! She whacked him on the arm, hard. He deserved it. Moron.
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there's a very strange vibration, that pierces me right to the core--------------------------- ----------------------------------samantha joan star - seventh year - hufflepuff
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