Hogwarts School: A Harry Potter RPG

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CHARACTER INFORMATION
Character Name: Dubhlainn Emmet
Gender: Male
Age: 34
Blood Status: HalfBlood

Education:
Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardy

Residence:
Bray, Ireland

Occupation:
Former Professor, currently Flowershop Owner

Do you plan to have a connection to a particular existing place (for example: the Ministry, Shrieking Shack) or to take over an existing shop in need of new management?
Not too sure. He wants to keep his flowershop but would like to move it somewhere more magical, as the locals aren't too fond of his animal eating plants.

Requested Magic Levels:
Adult characters have 32 starting levels to distribute across these four categories (less levels can be used if you so desire, but no more than 32). The number of levels on the lowest ability must be at least half of the highest ability.

If you want levels above the usual 32 total, or a significantly uneven distribution of starting levels, please fill out and submit the Special Request form here.
Charms: 8
Divination: 6
Transfiguration: 8
Summoning: 10
Do you wish to be approved as a group with any other characters? If so who and for what IC reason?
Type your response here.

Please list any other characters you already have at the site:
Caitriona Magee
Aengus Magee (will be applying him for Hogwarts next term)

Biography: (300 words minimum.)
Dubhlainn was born in Ireland by his magical mother and muggle father. They were shamed for having a child together in their small town by what little wizards and the like there were, and therefore moved to America. Their son went on to Ilvermorny while their daughter, whom they had two years after Dubhlainn, was a muggle like her father. His sister, Aileene, wasn't jealous of his abilities at first. In fact, she found it to be exciting and tried to tell all of her American friends about the tricks he could do. But no one believed her. She became a joke in her public school and soon became depressed. Dubhlainn was crushed to learn that his sister, at the age of 13, was  hurting herself and soon took to protecting her and insisting she keep it a secret, but instead she became jealous. The two found it hard to have peace with one another.
 Dubhlainn later went on to teach charms at Hogwarts for two terms, having but retired and became a shop owner to study the magical wildlife. His sister gave birth to two lovely children, one of whom it was realized that she too was magical, and Aileene, having realized that she didn't know how to raise a magical child, turned to asking for forgiveness from her brother. However, she never got to watch them rise as she, and her adoring husband, were murdered just before her daughter, Caitriona turned 10. He is the sole caregiver of both children, and hopes to set a good example for them. Lately, Dubhlainn has struggled with keeping both children under wraps, the eldest has just graduated from Hogwarts, and the youngest is just beginning there. He hopes he can get his life together, a single uncle playing mother and father, whilst operating his own flower store where many of the muggle neighbors do not appreciate his people eating and animal harassing plants.

Roleplay:
You come across one of these posts on the site. Please select one & reply as your character:

Option One -
Amelia Nixon was many things, but she was never a pushover reporter that people could just usher away with a busy shuffle past. She was dedicated and eager to cut to the very middle of the current political tensions because she was Amelia Nixon and her articles would most certainly become front page material.

“Sir, please! It’s for the Prophet, how do you feel-“

Another one brushed passed her, the shuffling busy masses making their way through Diagon Alley for the lunchtime rush. This had been the best possible time to get people, but none of them were giving her anything to go with.

Only momentarily discouraged, the short red headed lady took a seat on a nearby bench. Her quill resting in her left hand and her notepad ready in the opposite hand. Amelia pouted, tapping the quill against her leg as she scanned the waves of people for somebody - anybody - who looked like they had something to say.

She had been dreaming of her name in bold print, Amelia Nixon: The Source of Today’s Tomorrow. She had been dreaming of the larger office and the secretaries that would fetch her the morning coffee and fetch her anything she needed. The VIP interviews and the most exclusive press passes. But all Amelia had was a page seventeen piece on the rising number of frogs in London.

Hardened by a day of no success, the reporter stood up and started to trod off down the alley. A loose stone on the cobble path caught her heel, sending the distraught girl toppling down to the ground.

“Merlin’s fog watch, my heel is broken! Help!” she yelled as she tried desperately to recover her shoe frantically in the middle of the Diagon Alley moving crowds.


Roleplay Response:
Dubhlainn was quietly walking along Diagon Alley, his head lifted upwards above the crowds, searching. The bustle of the surrounding area filled his ears as he looked from shop front to shop front, hoping for a vacant building to begin moving his business to.
 But alas, most of the surrounding shops were filled to the brim with owners.

"My heel is broken! Help!" A woman's voice sounded just behind him and it caught his attention. Not only because she sounded frightened, but because he knew how cruel people could be, and they wouldn't stop. He turned around and went through the crowd, against the stream.

"Excuse me, sorry. Excuse me. My apologies." He bumped and pushed past people, not in the least bit bothered by their irritation with him. He taught at Hogwarts for Merlin's sake! He could handle a few grumpy kids.

Catching sight of the woman who had fallen, he began scanning with his eyes for her shoe and sure enough, there it was. The heel was broken off and she was nowhere near retrieving it. He bent down and lifted it, then made his way over to her. With a sultry smile he held it out, "Missing this ma'am?"

OTHER
How did you find us? Google

Hey so I'm trying to make Caitriona's uncle a thing that I can roleplay with. The only problem I have is, how do I determine the year he was born in with the Time Warp? I've tried looking anywhere possible, but nothing has been all that usefull.

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→ CHARACTER INFORMATION.

Name: Caitriana Magee

Birthday:  November 2, 1933

Hometown: Bray, Ireland

Bloodline: Muggleborn
Muggleborn / Halfblood / Pureblood / Unknown

Magical Strength (pick one): Conjuring & Summoning
Divination / Transfiguration / Charms / Conjuring & Summoning

Magical Weakness (pick one): Transfiguration
Divination / Transfiguration / Charms / Conjuring & Summoning

Year (pick two): Sixth or Seventh

Biography:
   Caitriona believed herself to be happy as a small child, running around and playing with other kids her age just as any other kid did. She had two loving parents, an uncle who always stayed close and guided her when she needed it, and a younger brother who seemed to envy her on most days, though she never understood why. They lived in a small home on Boghall Road in Bray, Ireland. Caitriona, or as her mother used to call her, Cait, loved their home and how tidy and close knit it was. She loved the air of the sea every morning before school. She loved the pushing and shoving of children as they ran up the block. She loved all of it.
   She was a carefree and noisy little girl. Once, when Cait was quite young, perhaps around eleven years old, she was running to school, her brother had let her sleep through breakfast and so she was going to be late. Wearing her school uniform as she ran through small puddles of water and ignoring her hair flying across her face, she ignored everything, too set on getting to school before the bell rang. She was so dedicated to getting there on time that she didn’t even notice the car pull up behind her, or the man that slid the door open. She didn’t notice the arm around her waist until it was too late, and she was scooped into the moving vehicle. Some several panicked minutes later, the car flipped in the middle of the street, nothing hit them, they didn't hit the breaks and no force of wind could have done such a thing to a car. Yet there it lay, on its side, with Caitriona suspended in the air, her clothes half torn off. Her uncle tore the door open and pulled his precious niece out, cooing at her the whole time.   
   Caitriona didn’t cry that day, nor would she ever cry again. She secluded herself, refused to go to Hogwarts when it was discovered that she was the one that flipped the car and never made another new friend again.
   Just shortly before applying to Hogwarts for the final year of her lessons, for her uncle, a former professor there, taught her all he could, Caitriona suffered a deep loss. One night, a group of muggles attacked her home and killed her parents who were trying so hard to protect their little girl. Her brother wasn’t home, thank the stars, but her uncle and her were. They did what they could to fend off from the intruders, but were dumbfounded when brawn beat brains and a bullet was in Caitriona’s shoulder. After the funeral for her parents, Caitriona decided it was finally time to go to Hogwarts. Her parents would have wanted her to.



→ ADDITIONAL INFORMATION.
Note: This section is optional, and is up to you to complete.

House Request: Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw

Personality: Caitriona used to be noisy but overall sweet. Now she is cold and keeps to herself.

Appearance: Her hair is so blonde it is nearly white and her eyes are as brown as the earth beneath her feet, but when the light hits them, they become a deep amber. Her skin is pale and she is not all that tall, perhaps, once she finished growing, she is about 5 feet three inches.

→ SAMPLE ROLEPLAY.
Please reply to one of the Sample Roleplays below.

Watching with fascination as a young boy ran into some flowers, diving down as if trying to catch something, Caitriona couldn't help but giggle. He looked so silly rolling around in the flowers and she moved a bit closer to see what he was after, though, seeing nothing, she shook her head and went to move on when suddenly the boy was talking to her. She looked up at him, some snot was dripping down his nose and his hair was disheveled. He sloppily wiped his nose on his sleeve and Caitriona stifled another giggle. "I was just curious as to what you were looking for." She looked around, "But I was beginning to wonder if you might be crazy and was simply chasing from your imagination." Caitriona giggled again and retrieved a tissue from her pocket, "Here. This is better for your skin than your robes. I hope you find whatever you were looking for." She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and turned to leave when a small rodent dove under her foot and she nearly stepped on it, "Oh! My stars!" She stumbled backwards and cursed the rodent as it took off in the other direction. She glanced up at the boy one final time and hurried away with her head down.

→ ABOUT YOU.

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How did you find us?:
I was googling Harry Potter roleplay sites and BAM! There you were. In the background there was "Hello! Is it me you're looking for?"