(Hello everyone! I have recently become obsessed with Harry Potter, so I decided to make a rp based around it! So basically, it's just Hogwarts during a Tri-Wizard Tournament year. The Ministrey of Magic has decided that anyone can compete, and its Hogwarts-Only. Just tell me in your character description if you want to enter, and the results will be randomized. Also, please fill out this character form!)
Name: September Steele
Year: 3rd
Gender: Female
Patronus: Tiger
House: Ravenclaw
Personality: September is grumpy and mean, which surprises many people because of her cute exterior. She has few friends, but when she does, she becomes exceedingly nice and fun. The girl is usually found with her nose buried into a book, drawing, or grooming her pet cat, Millie. Her best class is potions. She loves to combine ingredients and see the outcome. Her worst class is divination. She has a short temper, and gets annoyed when things don't work instantly.
Blood: Pure blood
Looks:
(September drawn by yours truly)
Gryfindoors
Hufflepuffs
@Starfall
Ravenclaws
@FlooflePoofle
@chredwards
Slytherins
It was a cold, crisp September day. September was her favourite month, for obvious reasons. Her parents, clutching September's hand tightly in theirs, lead her through the crowded train station. Muggles swarmed around the family, not aware of the magic that resided in them and hundreds of other families visiting the station on that day. "Muggles are such idiots!" Fumed her mother, angry about how loud the station was. September had inherited her mother's short temper and love of the quiet. "Well, you have to admit the graffiti on the walls is mystifying!" Her father responded. Likewise, September had inherited her love of the arts from her father. "Mum, Dad, you don't have to hold my hand. This is my third year at Hogwarts!" She complained, face flushing. She had already seen 2 of her housemates: Chamille Louis, a skinny, dark haired girl, and Max Gordon, a lanky, scruffy haired boy. "No matter. We've already arrived at Platform 9 and 3/4ths!" her father cheered, walking right through the brick pillar. September charged in after him, closely followed by her mother.
Steam filled September's nostrils as she stepped onto the platform. The Hogwarts Express glimmered in all of its glory, puffing a steady stream of smoke into the air. Children were hugging their parents as they boarded the train. "Make us proud, girlie." Her mother smiled warmly, giving September a loving embrace. "Yeah. Win that house cup for Ravenclaw!" Her father cheered, joining the hug. September pulled away. "Goodbye! See you at the end of the term!" she exclaimed, boarding the train. "Say hi to Professor Longbottom for me!" Her father called as the train let out a long, smooth whistle. With a large puff of steam, the Hogwarts express lurched out of the station, and onto the track.
Name: September Steele
Year: 3rd
Gender: Female
Patronus: Tiger
House: Ravenclaw
Personality: September is grumpy and mean, which surprises many people because of her cute exterior. She has few friends, but when she does, she becomes exceedingly nice and fun. The girl is usually found with her nose buried into a book, drawing, or grooming her pet cat, Millie. Her best class is potions. She loves to combine ingredients and see the outcome. Her worst class is divination. She has a short temper, and gets annoyed when things don't work instantly.
Blood: Pure blood
Looks:
(September drawn by yours truly)
Gryfindoors
Hufflepuffs
@Starfall
Ravenclaws
@FlooflePoofle
@chredwards
Slytherins
It was a cold, crisp September day. September was her favourite month, for obvious reasons. Her parents, clutching September's hand tightly in theirs, lead her through the crowded train station. Muggles swarmed around the family, not aware of the magic that resided in them and hundreds of other families visiting the station on that day. "Muggles are such idiots!" Fumed her mother, angry about how loud the station was. September had inherited her mother's short temper and love of the quiet. "Well, you have to admit the graffiti on the walls is mystifying!" Her father responded. Likewise, September had inherited her love of the arts from her father. "Mum, Dad, you don't have to hold my hand. This is my third year at Hogwarts!" She complained, face flushing. She had already seen 2 of her housemates: Chamille Louis, a skinny, dark haired girl, and Max Gordon, a lanky, scruffy haired boy. "No matter. We've already arrived at Platform 9 and 3/4ths!" her father cheered, walking right through the brick pillar. September charged in after him, closely followed by her mother.
Steam filled September's nostrils as she stepped onto the platform. The Hogwarts Express glimmered in all of its glory, puffing a steady stream of smoke into the air. Children were hugging their parents as they boarded the train. "Make us proud, girlie." Her mother smiled warmly, giving September a loving embrace. "Yeah. Win that house cup for Ravenclaw!" Her father cheered, joining the hug. September pulled away. "Goodbye! See you at the end of the term!" she exclaimed, boarding the train. "Say hi to Professor Longbottom for me!" Her father called as the train let out a long, smooth whistle. With a large puff of steam, the Hogwarts express lurched out of the station, and onto the track.
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