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EmmaRiddle · #1 (**permalink**) 07-09-2005, 07:40 PM

Ooooo ominous I know. But we all know there's a few characters in this RPG who'd like to wring each others necks. OK, perhaps that's an understatement; practically every character wants to kill, or at least hurt, someone, for something they've done to them or others.

Confused? You should be!

Here's a brief explanation of the main events (note I said BRIEF):

Marcella, the daughter of the infamous Voldemort, God-daughter to Albus Dumbledore was constantly shifted around. Her life was lived mainly in hiding from her father. She struck up an unlikely relationship with the formidable Professor Snape who was her guardian.

He had a daughter called Kristi, by a woman called Faith Potter. For plainly obvious reasons, Voldemort wanted her dead. Duty bound by her mothers death, Snape looked after her unwilling but debatably in the end, her learnt to love her. Voldemort made him kill his own daughter with his bare hands. Thereby, ridding himself of one of the Potters.

Kristi, who resented Marcella's relationship with her father, struck up an unlikely relationship with Nick Lestrange - the resident womaniser at Hogwarts - the lovechild of Bellatrix and Voldemort (yes I'm well aware of the irony.) He too died by the hands of Snape who never approved with their relationship. Nick was a shady character who gave Kristi to Voldemort but did attempt to save her, though it was a hopeless effort.

Snape was jailed twice for a murder he did not commit. (Irony, eh? Caught for murders he didn't do, unpunished by the law for murders he did commit). He appealed the first time and was released but went back in to Azkaban for the murder of Darrin. During the course of his imprisonment, Marcella discovered she was pregnant.

While he was away she, with Nick and Kristi, who were under the protection of the Order; Tonks, Sunny, Remus and Sirius. First at the house in Norway (which belonged to Snape) and then at Hogwarts.

Sunny turned out to be a DE and betrayed Marcella, leading her to her father. Tonks, who had become his lover, was torn when Sirius started firing accusations. Eventually Sunny was redeemed when he grudgingly returned to the Riddle House to rescue the captives of Voldemort. While there, Voldemort killed the baby, Maurice (an order member), Kristi and Nick.

Sirius also had an attachment to Faith Potter (although he seemed to become attracted to other people as well - well JK did say he was a ladies man!) and was thus distraught at Kristi's death and blames Snape. Marcella blames Snape for the death of the baby and hates the fact that he admitted that he never really wanted the child. Snape is bitter and twisted (what's new?) about the whole train of events.

The main theme of this RPG? The wounded lick their scars and become broody, bitter, melancholy and vengeful.

Will Snape become so embittered that he returns to the dark side, the light having given him no hope?

Will Marcella become so embittered that she crawls back to her father?

Will Sirius kill Snape with his bare paws?

Will Sunny and Tonks ever manage to be in a room alone and stayed clothed?

All will be answered, I suppose.

Characters

Marcella -- ME -- CoMC (To teach she'll be using her mothers name, Evans)
Snape -- Kris -- Potions
Dumbledore -- Kris
Voldemort -- ME
Sunny - Ty -- DADA?
Tonks - Fona -- Charms?
Sirius - Terry -- Transfig?

As Voldemort is still on the prowl, I feel he'd want Harry where he can keep an eye on him. The main characters have been out of school for a year and are now 20ish. (In their first year out of school they will have been 19). Ron is playing Quidditch for the Chudley Cannons. And Hermione's working in the Department for the Health & Welfare of House-Elves (a department in the ministry which she invented and runs with the help of, yeah you guessed it, house-elves). So, we need:

Harry (Quidditch) --

If anyone has any suggestions please put them forward. Please let me know which subject your character wants, or whether you want one at all. The RPG will be centered at Hogwarts.

In case you're wondering, McGonagall's retired and Hagrid's on a honeymoon with Madame Maxime.

Fona: Soz to butt in.. I still have Bella I take it? And if needed Pomfrey will be on hand

EmmaRiddle · 07-09-2005, 08:28 PM

Several quiet weeks had passed since they'd returned to Hogwarts. For the first days she'd refused to leave her hospital bed. It was only when Snape retired to the dungeons that she was persuaded to take up quarters near the Astronomy Tower. Admittedly, this wasn't the most suitable place to stay, especially since she'd been asked to teach in the following term, by Professor Dumbledore. But the fact remained that no matter how much she wanted to be alone, no matter how much she would have revelled in the idea of living in the Hut, it just wasn't a good idea for her to be alone at this time.

Even though she hated the way Dumbledore spoke to her some of the times, almost as if she were a child, deep down she'd come to admit it was for the best.

Being lonely, physically, was especially a bad idea after having just lost a baby and a lover, in an extremely short space of time. Emotionally, internally, she was alone, she knew it and no-one, no amount of company, could change that. But being alone in the sense of no-one being around, left too many temptations in her path. It seemed like such a melodramatic thing to say, but she really did have nothing to live for. Such thoughts had driven her mad several times. If she wasn't irked by the means Dumbledore had gone to, to keep her alive, then she was angered at the actions of the people around as she went over the past events over and over again, in her mind. She played them back every night without fail, waking with the image of the dead bodies burning in her eye lids. It seemed selfish to admit it, but how she wished that were her.

Then there was the other obvious issue with being alone. Voldemort. Her father. Admittedly, after his recent high profile, he wasn't about to risk another attack. But still the danger was always there and it wasn't worth risking that simply for a night alone, away from the castle.

However, as public as she felt, it was soothing to remember that while she felt somewhat exposed, the vast majority of the wizarding world didn't know of her existance. Such was the security since her birth, very few knew of her name and whereabouts. In that sense, she was able to mourn and then live alone, at least away from the judging eyes of those who would distrust her name. Her family were the staff; her friends were the Order. Everyone else was merely a name without a face.

The fact remained, however, that since that night everything had changed. Her whole world, her whole focus. They had made her somewhat more independent. In previous years she'd been very emotionally reliant on other people and while she was cetainly broken, she preffered to deal with that alone and thus for several days following the incident, she spoke to no-one. Even when she did speak, it was only because Dumbledore threatened to take her into St. Mungo's if she did not. She had become an introvert, a silent depressive verging on a mute. When she did speak, it was only about the school. To speak with her, it was almost as if the past events had never happened for she refused to talk about them. And not once was she tempted to break that, except for when she caught glimpses of Severus in the hallways.

Her feelings, as much as she now resented them, were still there. However, they were more of anger and a venge than anything else. She longed to hit, throw something at the man, demand to know the answer of 'why' to so many questions. But thankfully, she was able to keep her cool and each time the feeling would pass and fade into a sensation she could only describe as being numb. As time passed, that feeling became permanent and her heart grew cold. Her appearance was deceiving; she spoke eloquently when talked to, looked healthy due to the fresh air of the grounds (although was thinning due to her lack of an apetite) and generally all round her mood seemed calm. That was, to others. The inside was a different matter entirely.

Completely absorbed in the book on her lap, she threaded strands of hair through her fingers as she tapped her foot against the grass while sat on a log just outside the Hut. Her mind and focus was entirely on the words in front of her; the minder from the Order - as she referred to them, although officially they were guards for the whole school - was stood a little way away, looking up at the sky.

Biochemkris · 07-10-2005, 01:15 PM

ooc: *checks in* I am just confirming that I will be playing Snape and Dumbledore.

Snape lay in the Hospital Wing for several days, though he was physically undamaged. He spoke to no one and left the Wing without even a backward glance to where the bodies of his victims had lain. He hadn't looked upon them since that night in the Riddle house. They didn't matter now.

He didn't know how Dumbledore had convinced the Ministry to release him, nor did he know why Dumbledore was giving him his old job back. Nor, he found, did he particularly care. Snape spent most of his time locked within his private rooms, preparing for the start of term, stocking his supplies, reading, and dabbling with his potions.

He refused to speak to Marcella, though he expected her to scream at him everytime he happened to pass by her in the corridors or during meals in the Great Hall. Snape had also expected Black to seek him out and kill him but it seemed as if expectations had flown out the window.

EmmaRiddle · 07-10-2005, 05:11 PM

We need a Harry. Anyone got any suggestions?

Mrs. Weasley · 07-10-2005, 05:41 PM

I'd like to try my hand at Harry if that's alright with everyone else. I also still plan to play Sirius, and I like the idea of him being transfiguration professor so long as he doesn't have to teach too many classes.

fona · 07-10-2005, 05:46 PM

can tonks have dada? she is an auror after all

EmmaRiddle · 07-10-2005, 06:27 PM

You'll have to fight it out with Sunny Fon

Sort it out between you and Ty.

'Teaching' probably won't happen perse. It just gives the character an occupation, a reason for being there and something to RPG with.

Sorry Terry, Erin already asked and I said she could have Harry :/

fona · 07-10-2005, 06:38 PM

*Tonks uses womanly wiles on Sunny to get him to agree*

Cassirin · 07-11-2005, 12:36 AM

ooc: There's no one on, so I"m going to... can I just pick a color? I'll use darkred for right this mo' and when Kris gets on later, she can poke me. Yes. *hugs Emma and everyone and runs in circles*

For one glorious year, Harry had been Harry Potter, Falcons Seeker and Quidditch star. He hadn't been the Boy-Who-Lived, someone who was famous simply for not dying repeatedly. Reporters had followed him, but they asked him about his matches and his girlfriend, not about his scar or his parents or anything that had to do with Voldemort. He'd been considering going into Auror training. He'd been considering getting married. He'd had the whole world open in front of him. Finally.

And then there had been that strange rumor about an attack on the stadium. There'd been no attack, but Dumbledore sent him a brief and specific owl asking him to come and stay at Hogwarts until things smoothed over. Harry had been there ever since. He'd owled his resignation to the Falcons. He'd owled the woman he THOUGHT was the love of his life, asking her to risk it all and come and be with him. The choice was between safety and love. She'd chosen safety.

He tried not to be bitter as he lined up the brooms for inspection outside. He still got to fly everyday. He honestly loved Hogwarts and had considered it a home all these years. But still... he wanted to be here on his own terms.

Harry knew there were others in the castle. Dumbledore had told him, and had even made it clear that they were there for similar reasons. Somehow, Harry had managed to avoid them. He spent almost all day outside, checking and rechecking the brooms. He'd made his peace with the squid and swam for hours in the lake. Occasionally, he'd see that dark-haired young woman out on the grounds, but they managed to miss each other. He preferred it that way.

Mrs. Weasley · 07-11-2005, 03:22 AM

OOC: I guess I can let Erin have Harry since she as her heart set on it. Welcome aboard. I hope you enjoy the ride. We can get crazy sometimes.

SIrius wanders the grounds of Hogwarts aimlessly. He seems to be doing it alot lately. The last few weeks are all a blur to him. Thing have changed so much. His mind has yet to stop spinning. Sirius remembers very little about what happened that night in the Hospital Wing. He blames that on the Potion Poppy gave him. It made him sleep for three days. By the time he woke up Maurice, Nick and Kristie were gone. Tonks spent most of her time with Sunny and the last people Sirius wanted to have to deal with were Snape and Marcella. Sirius ended up spending most of his time with Dumbledore. There was so much they needed to discuss.

Sirius still didn't know why the Wizengamot had pardoned him. After all these years knowing he was innocent, it didn't seem to matter much to him. After the hearing was over with, Sirius thought about returning to no. 12 Grimmauld Place and become active in the Order again, but Dumbledore vetoed the idea. He said he needed Sirius here at Hogwarts. Voldemort was still determined to destroy Marcella and Snape. While Sirius didn't care what happened to Snape, he could not abandon Marcella. Harry and she were all he had left. Protecting them is the only reason Sirius has left to live.

That night in the Hospital Wing, Sirius wanted to slip back behind the veil. He wanted to return to James, Lily, Faith, and Kristie. The only thing that kept him here was his love for Marcella and his hatred of Snape. Of course Harry still needed him too, but that was different. Harry is grown and living life on his own. He needed Sirius now more as a friend than a godfather. No matter how hard Sirius tries, he always seems to end up at Hagrid's old hut. He thinks it's deserted now. The weeds have taken over Hagrid's once beautiful gardens. Sirius guesses the reason he keeps coming back here is because James, Remus, Peter, and him spent so much time there when they were at Hogwarts. Being near it always brings back happy memories to him. Sirius stops suddenly when he sees Marcella sitting near the hut by herself. He has tried to avoid Snape and her since he got back to Hogwarts. He can't shake the feelings of guilt everytime he's around her. Sirius should have been able to protect her and her baby better than he did. Yet there she sits looking as beautiful as ever. They are going to be teaching together this term. Sooner or later he was going to have to make contact with her. Sirius could also use her help getting ready for classes. While Dumbledore has confidence in his abilities as a Transfiguration teacher and McGonagal recommended him for the job, Sirius is still not so sure he has what it takes to be a teacher. He lacks Remus's patience with students. Sirius decides the time has come to make contact with Marcella. He walks over to where she is sitting and dismisses her guard. He politely walks out of ear shot giving them some privacy. "Mind if I join you?" he asks Marcella as he stands there taking in her beauty.

EmmaRiddle · 07-11-2005, 09:57 AM

Gosh this so beautiful. Hairs standing up on the back of the neck type beautiful.

She shrugged nonchalantly, shifting ever so slightly along the log, as if to make room. Her eyes still very much focused on the words, they did not move; it was plainly obvious she'd stopped reading. "Oughn't you be getting ready? The students arrive tonight." Her words were more of a statement than a question, the sound of her voice was hollow. She couldn't and didn't want to even try and understand why the man was approaching her. Inside, she felt irritated. Now was the wrong time to help, she could've used help several weeks ago. But he didn't want to know then, he was too caught up in his own selfish greed. And now he was going to try and feed off her. No doubt he'd only leave her feeling the worse for the encounter.

fona · 07-11-2005, 11:59 AM

Tonks moved down the lawns, kicking at stones and tufts of grass, anything that got in the ay of her feet really. Where Sunny was was anyones guess, and she had to admit that after all the time cooped up in the hospital wing she was glad of some alone time. She still had the letter clutched in one hand, the final indication that she couldn't go back to her old job. She let out a mangled scream of frustration, bending down to pick up some stones to fling into the lake with all her might. This was his doing. It had to be. There was nothing wrong with her anymore. She was a good Auror. So why she couldn't go back to work, she couldn't fathom.

Her stones gone, she reached to scoop some more throwing them into the lake with all the violence she could muster. She didn't want to teach. Where in Merlin's name had Dumbledore come up with that suggestion. She felt the low boiling rage, so unfamiliar to her but common over the last week. She'd managed to talk to Laurance on one of his visits, rushed as he had been. The funeral for Maurice had been a sad affair he told her, and she was sorry she had been unable to attend. Why was he allowed back to work, she flashed suddenly dumping more rocks into the lake. There'd been more issues for him to work out, he'd lost a relative after all. It was so unfair. She hadn't even been permitted to visit her old work mates to say goodbye. And why did Dumbledore keep looking at her the way he did, like she was some sort of mental patient. Mewling in frustration again, she dropped the last few stones and colapsed sitting beside the lake.

Mrs. Weasley · 07-11-2005, 12:10 PM

Sirius sits down next to Marcella. He has no right to interfere in her life anymore, but for some reason he is drawn to her yet again. Sirius needs to feel useful again. He needs Marcella back in his life again even if it's just as a sparring partner. Sirius doesn't want to fight with her. He just wants to be near her again and feel like she needs him again. "Please don't remind me. I must have been insane when I agreed to teach this term. I don't know the first thing about teaching kids tranfiguration. I'll probably turn into Snuffles the first day of class and growl at them until they learn to behave." Sirius laughs at himself and his ridiculous comment. "Seriously, I've been meaning to check on you since I got back to Hogwarts. I've been too wrapped up in my own self pity to care if anyone else lived or died." Sirius pauses for a moment realizing he had already put his foot in his mouth. He sits there wondering how he can politely get it out and not look more foolish than he already is. "So what's that book your reading?"

EmmaRiddle · 07-11-2005, 06:46 PM

She switched off momentarily as he did his usual thing and spoke about himself. His disposition seemed edgy, as if he were nervous that he'd say or do the wrong thing. However, that didn't seem to apply to his gob that was running sixteen to the dozen, yapping with aparently no regard for thought beforehand.

To his second, more personal set of statements, she sighed, tiredly. "Tell me something I don't know, Sirius." Looking back down at her book, she realised that she didn't actually know what it was called. Flipping it over, her hand laid down so she wouldn't lose her page, she replied, "The notorities of Nargles."

Mad Eye Touz · 07-11-2005, 08:37 PM

Eh. I don't know what Sunny should take. He's pretty lazy. *scratches beard* hehe. We'll see.

Sunny had finally found a place to hide from everyone. It had taken a while, and most places he was haunted by Peeves singing songs about the sun coming out or some mess. It was a place he could write to whom he needed, store things he needed, sit and think alone. It was perfect and it was his and that's where he disappeared more and more to these days.

Sunny was laying back on Hagrid's old and musty bed, smoking his cigars slowly and blowing his rings. He was actually getting to be quite the expert at ring blowing. However, his quiet time alone was disrupted by quiet muffled voices just outside his new Hut. Sunny tried looking out the windows to see who was interupting quiet time - but the vines and weeds made it impossible. Deciding he did not want to be caught inside this Hut.. with some of the things he had.. but Dumbledore... he quietly fled from the only working door the Hut had, and walked non chalantly past the two voices. Sparky and Riddle. Should have known. , Sunny thought, tipping his hat towards them. "Nice day," he added, resisting against giving Sirius a wink as he passed.

EmmaRiddle · 07-12-2005, 01:52 PM

"That's why Dumbledore didn't want me staying there ... " she couldn't help but think. However, after everything she'd been through with Sunny, she was glad he wasn't staying in the same building as her. As much as going back might've redeemed him, he still wasn't trustworthy in her eyes. She never could imagine why Dumbledore allowed him to stay although it had occured to her that Dumbledore knew that wherever Tonks would go, Sunny would follow. That was clearly evident to them all. Besides, it was always said to keep your friends close, but your enemies closer.

That thought protruded to the forefront of her mind as her focus rested back on the prescence of Sirius. Wishing to end the awkward silence, one of many which had occured during the past few minutes, she arose and started walking toward the castle, without a word to Sparky. The minder followed a few feet behind.

Mad Eye Touz · 07-12-2005, 07:09 PM

Pleasant as ever, Sunny thought as Riddle got up and left at the sight of him. He couldn't much blame her for being that way with him. He had single-handedly handed her over to quite possibly the most evil witch in all of Britian. Not that Sunny minded. Any offspring of the Dark Lord had to be bad news and surely death and trouble followed closely behind.

He resisted all urges to say something smart to Sparky, and made a wide turn to head towards the Quidditch Pitch. Tonks cuaght his attention out by the lake.. and with any luck he'd be able to spy on her from the top stands. Quickening his pace, he hurried into the Stadium. Young Potter. Sunny stopped dead in his tracks. "Um.. hello."

Mrs. Weasley · 07-12-2005, 08:53 PM

Sirius couldn't believe his eyes when Sunny walked out of Hagrid's old hut like he owned the place. How Bella's boy toy had managed to escape Azkaban was beyond him. The next thing Sirius knows Marcella gets up and walks away. He knew he has handled things badly, but dealing with ackward situations has never been Sirius's strong suit. Unsure of what to do to make things right, he gets up and follows after Marcella. Sirius grabs her by the arms and turns her around. Her guard pulls out his wand and points it at Sirius. "It's alright. Marcella and I are old friends. I have no intention of harming her." The guard puts his wand back in his pocket, but keeps his hand firmly on it. "Marcella, I'm sorry about earlier. You should know by now that I'm lousy at making apologies. I just wanted you to know how sorry I am about everything that happened at.... You know where. I failed you when you needed me most. I know I will never be able to make up for what you've lost, but I want to try." Sirius lets go of Marcella's arms. It was never his intention to hold her so tightly, but more than anything else he needed her forgiveness for what he had failed to do.

fona · 07-12-2005, 10:10 PM

Tonks shifted her feet, loosing them from her shoes and letting her toes squelch in the wet sand. That felt good. She smiled hapily and stood up, ploping the gooey sand repeatedly with her feet. That was better. She felt more like herself over something so stupid than she had in days. Grinning, she bent to take a handful of the slurp, playing it through her fingers as she walked off around the lake. She climbed a ridge still lost to her suroundings and predictably din't see the tuft which was sticking up. Her arms flailing wildly, the mudd in her face, she screamed as she toppled into the lake.

Cassirin · 07-12-2005, 10:26 PM

Harry was startled by his first visitor in days. He wasn't sure if he even still knew how to talk to people, and he took his time in replying. Glasses off. Polish with the edge of his t-shirt. Glasses back on. Ruffle hopeless hair. "'Lo." All that build up, and he was just pathetic. Harry ruffled his hair again, revealing the scar on his forehead and then smoothing his hair back down over it out of habit.

"You're a professor here? You must be fairly new. Wish you taught Potions, but I guess none of us are that lucky. I'm Harry Potter. I'm the broom boy." He forced something like a smile, and was saved from any additional conversation by a screech from the lake.

Mad Eye Touz · 07-12-2005, 10:32 PM

All the encounters with the Dark Lord had obviously affected Potter's head. He eyed him curiously. It was a shame, really. But, the screech from the lake grabbed at Sunny's stomach. "It's Tonks. Excuse me," Sunny bowed for disappearing behind his flapping cape as he ran to the lake. He had the sneaking suspicion the boy would follow, but paid it no attention.

Sunny found Tonks covered in mud and flailing in the lake. "Need a hand?" he asked before losing his shoes and cloak and wading in after her.

fona · 07-12-2005, 10:36 PM

Spluttering, she gripped onto the shirt in front of her. Honestly, she could have saved herself, she just needed time to get her bearings. Shaking the iritation away, she managed to clear her vision, smirking when she saw her rescuers. 'My heroes,' she grinned, lobbing the muck she'd pulled off her face at the two of them. 'Wotcher Harry,' she grinned. 'Long time no see.'

Cassirin · 07-12-2005, 10:40 PM

Harry poked half-heartedly at the lump of mud on his t-shirt before grinning back at Tonks. He couldn't help it; she just had that affect on him. "Tonks... I thought maybe you'd quit the Auror game and run off Antarctica for a bit of peace. You're here for the school year as well?" He didn't want to sound too much like the boy she'd known, but he was a bit plaintive in his hope for a friendly face.

fona · 07-12-2005, 10:44 PM

'Yeah,' her face darkened slightly. If she had her way, she;d be back in Auror headquarters. Shrugging she grinned again. 'I've got to teach dada somehow.' Her grin broadened. 'So don't worry to much if you see smoke billowing from the school. It'll probably be me.'

Cassirin · 07-12-2005, 10:53 PM

Harry saw the change in her expression, and he suspected that Tonks was about as happy to be there as he was. He was more than willing to talk about it, but the man who had approached him on the pitch was still lurking there. Harry gave him a sidelong glance before looking back to Tonks and shrugging.

"Look, I'm allowed to go to Hogsmeade and drink more than I should now. We should try it sometime. It always looked like fun when you'd do it with Fred and George," he grinned a bit sheepishly. It sounded like a line. It wasn't a line, but it sounded like one.

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