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« on: 07/05/2016 at 21:08 »
E L S E W H E R E A D U L T
CHARACTER INFORMATION
Character Name: Lily Rosary
Age: 26.
Blood Status: Muggleborn
Education:
Hogwarts
Residence:
Near Dijon Alley
Occupation
Plan to open a new shop
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?
The Ministry, Her papa used to work there
Requested Magic Levels:
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Charms: 5
Divination: 5
Transfiguration: 10
Summoning: 12
Do you wish to be approved as a group with any other characters? If so who and for what IC reason?
Not really 0_0
Please list any other characters you already have at the site:
Marilyn Montgomery
Biography: (300 words minimum.)
Lily was born in the winter on a harvest moon. She grew up as a countryside kinda girl. She never wore Fancy dresses or skirts. Normally she wore a white tank-top, red flannel, and some jeans. She was used to working with sun on her back. On Lily's birthdays her mother and father would take her to the park in the city. Lily loved apple picking time. She would love to have her father lift her up to the tree to pick the apples. She loved winter though, the snowflakes falling in her golden hair, making snow angles in the freshly fallen snow. She would prance around in the snow with her mom and dad. The next day she would wake up early to see if their footprints were still there. They never were. She loved Christmas. She woke up at 5:00 every morning hoping to sneak a glance at her presents. Her parents would already have made breakfest and poured her a glass of milk. When she went to Hogwarts she loved Summoning and Transfiguration. She was top in her classes. She struggled with Divination and Charms. She was said to see her poor test grades. She once had a Barn owl named Daniel. He was a good owl. When Lily graduated from Hogwarts her parents were proud of her. When her parents went back home Lily bought a flat near the entrance to Diagon Alley. She loved her little home. She was used to the rough country life with no magic, but she like wizard life. Soon when she turned 20 she started working as an assistant for the little shops in diagon alley. 2 years later she worked for a year in Knockturn Alley. She soon gave up this and started to live back in her flat.
Roleplay:
You come across one of these posts on the site. Please select one & reply as your character:
Option One -
Lily was walking through Diagon Alley trying to find the new shop she was working at, while she was walking she found a reporter. The reporter was walking and tripped. Lily laughed a little. She used to do that as a kid. "Merlin's fog watch, my heel is broken! Help!" Lily realized this was serious and ran thought the crowd to her
Lily was searching through the crowds looking for the reporter. All she could find was her shoe. "The reporter's shoe ey? That's helpful" Lily muttered with a hint of sarcasm in her voice. When the crowd died down a little she slided thought the crowd easier. She found the shop she was suppose to work at.
Lily walked in Diagon Alley again. She could'nt find any signs of the reporter, And finding her work didn't help. "I know im not Sherlock, but it cant be this hard to find her." Lily said in discomfort.
Lily grabbed the shoe she found in the streets as she sat down. She already got an ice-cream for she was getting tired of this. She grabbed a newspaper that had skitted across the floor by the wind. I turned each page trying to look for an intresting subject. She found one on toads. Amelia Nixon. She looked up this sorry sight reporter. It was the reporter she saw. "Soo. I've run into Amelia Nixon." She said. At least she knew her name.
She Soon just dropped the shoe on the floor. She remembered what the reporter had said. She had wished she was faster to the reporter's side. She thought she would give up.
"IM DONE!" yelled Lily after another hour of searching she went to the nearest hotel, and fell asleep, dreaming of what could of happened if she would have got to the reporter sooner.
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« on: 12/04/2016 at 03:34 »
Name: Marilyn Montgomery
Birthday: September 4th
Hometown:Bolton, Manchester
Bloodline: Pureblood
Magical Strength: Divination
Magical Weakness: Charms
Year: 3, 4 (if my bio's long enough 4 please)
Biography:
Marilyn Grew up in Manchester loving and believing in magic, she like reading books on magic as well. Ever since her parents told her she was a wizard when she was five, she spent all her time reading magical books. She waited until she was old enough to go to hogwarts. She dreamed every night about the sorting hat.
Sadly, When her father passed away, her mother went into bad debt. She could no longer provide for her daughter. She sent her to a random Pureblood family, a rich enough family to take her to Hogwarts. Marilyn still remembered her parents, but thought they hated her and left her, she felt sad when she was taken to another family at the age of 6.
Her other family realized her crisis and did everything they could to cheer her up. They asked her what her favorite things to do when she was with her real family, she said "Reading" "Oh wonderful! We have a library downstairs actually! Want to read now?" "Yes" she responded meekly. When they went down to the library she was disappointed at the sight. A dusty, terribly tooken care of library stood in front of her. One shelf on each of the four walls. Floating lanterns were scattered across the room. The spiderwebs under the table glistened in the lantern's light. The shelves weren't very high, so all she would have to do is go on her tiptoes to reach the highest book. "Cool" is all she could say. "Well, we'll leave you to it!" they said, clearly pleased with what they did. Marilyn, not so much. She went across the room to a single dusty couch, wiped it off, and fell asleep.
Marilyn was sitting on the family porch one day on the day after her tenth birthday When she saw smoke in the far distance. She heard no fire brigade. She'd always been curious when trouble sting ed the air. So as she forgot curiosity killed the cat, She ran over to the fire. She was a very fast runner. .When Marilyn got to the smoke, a house was up in flames.She soon noticed the half burnt curtains behind the windows. 'My old house' she thought. She had no emotion when she saw this. She ran in with no care in the world.
She could feel the heat burning her skin. She ran to the library, her favorite place. When she got to a spot with no fire she heard a voice say "Marilyn Run! Your not safe here. Please go!" Her mother stuck her hand out to hold Marilyn's hand. " I'll guide you out. we can go together!" Marilyn squeezed her mothers hand and said, "I won't go until your safe!" Her mother smiled and said "Darling now's not the time!" Marilyn ran out of the library grabbing her mothers wrist. When they got to the front of the house, Marilyn saw memories of when guest came over, and how mother and father would greet them with smiles on their face. "Marilyn lets go! see we came out together" the roof rumbled as her mother spoke. Marilyn knew what would happen, the roof would colapse. Before she could do anything her mother pushed her towards the door. Marilyn didn't know what happened next. Everything was blurry from her previous cry fest from her house on being on fire. She felt amber's falling on her shirt. Before she knew it she was laying in her front yard
Everything hurt as she fell on the grass in front of her house. Everything was on fire. All the tulips her mother planted on her mothers birthday were shriveled to dust. She looked around the front of the house to see if anyone was there. No one. She cried at the thought of losing all she had left. Her skin hot from being in their so long. Holes were in her top and pants where the fire burnt her. She looked around. She tried to stand up, but couldn't. Her hands were stretched out on the cobble stones that led to her front door. Neighbors were yelling. People were spraying water on her house, and her neighbors house. She soon couldn't feel the stones. She was being lifted by her other father. Her other mother screaming and kissing her on her forehead. She could see the other houses catching fire. 'When i find out who did this," she thought 'I'm going to make them go to prison.' And with that, began to yearn magical power. And would never give up, until she found the person who burned her house.
House Request: Griffindor or Ravenclaw
Personality:
Marilyn is almost never seen happy, unless shes reading. On a good day (if your lucky enough to catch her on a good day) will be seen reading on the uses of fire. Odd right? On a bad day, Run. She will not talk at all. If you run into her she might slap you and not say anything.
Appearance: Long, Strait, Black hair, big pink bow, Blue eyes.
→ SAMPLE ROLEPLAY.
Option I:
Marilyn was to busy reading or studying to explore the dungeons.
The girls in her dorm said she was a wimp and said " Have you really never explored the dungeons? Wimp" She said " I am not a wimp, and I.I.I'll prove it to you!" She stormed out of their and ran towards the dungeons.
When she got to the dungeons she instantly felt cold. She put on her coat and walked deeper into them. She looked unfazed on the outside but was scared to death on the inside. She remembered the first time she went down here in one of their classes. She never noticed the temperature drop.
She walked down some steps to go lower. Her footsteps echoed loudly. She was afraid to get in trouble, or worse, dead. If anyone saw her, she would be the laughing stock of the school. With that thought in mind she ran down the steps, and almost tripped, twice. She was so use to the warm. To fire, more likely. 'But we'll morn over that another time!' she thought.
She thought this was a good time to eat the lunch she had packed for the journey. A pack of cereal served at breakfest. She ate this very slowly, so she could stall going farther. She sadly didn't take that long eating.
They all teased about a ghost in the dungeons, but Marilyn didn't care. She came here to prove she wasn't a wimp. She touched the stone on the walls. Very cold. She took out her wand "Lumos" she said as a light flickered at the end of her wand. A wall stood in front of her "Drats!" she said. She turned around and started running back. Of course she stopped alot for breaths.
Marilyn heard footsteps behind her and jumped. she hid behind one of the walls and curled up into a ball. What if it were a teacher? What if it was the Headmaster? When she got the courage to look no one was there. She had gone as pale as a vampire. She finally thought it was the ghost after she had marked off all the possibilities.
"Hey Emma are you there?"
She shuddered as a gust of wind blew down the hallway of the dungeon.
"Hello, is that you Emma?"
She was super frightened. How could you not be? She ran up the stairs to the entrance. But when she was about to go up the next flight of stairs. She heard a voice call "Hello! Is Emma Birch here?" Marilyn mistook the girl as a teacher. THis encourged her to run back, now she would have a reason to run.
<done>
Please list any characters you have on the site (current and previous): first time on this site so, no other characters
How did you find us?: I wanted to role play like my bigger sister does. i like Harry Potter, so i wanted to roleplay in a Harry Potter RP.
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« on: 10/04/2016 at 20:48 »
Name: Marilyn Montgomery
Birthday: September 4th
Hometown:Bolton, Manchester
Bloodline: Pureblood
Magical Strength: Divination
Magical Weakness: Charms
Year: 3, 4 (if my bio's long enough 4 please)
Biography:
Marilyn Grew up in Manchester loving and believing in magic, she like reading books on magic as well. Ever since her parents told her she was a wizard when she was five, she spent all her time reading magical books. She waited until she was old enough to go to hogwarts. She dreamed every night about the sorting hat.
Sadly, When her father passed away, her mother went into bad debt. She could no longer provide for her daughter. She sent her to a random Pureblood family, a rich enough family to take her to Hogwarts. Marilyn still remembered her parents, but thought they hated her and left her, she felt sad when she was taken to another family at the age of 6.
Her other family realized her crisis and did everything they could to cheer her up. They asked her what her favorite things to do when she was with her real family, she said "Reading" "Oh wonderful! We have a library downstairs actually! Want to read now?" "Yes" she responded meekly. When they went down to the library she was disappointed at the sight. A dusty, terribly tooken care of library stood in front of her. One shelf on each of the four walls. Floating lanterns were scattered across the room. The spiderwebs under the table glistened in the lantern's light. The shelves weren't very high, so all she would have to do is go on her tiptoes to reach the highest book. "Cool" is all she could say. "Well, we'll leave you to it!" they said, clearly pleased with what they did. Marilyn, not so much. She went across the room to a single dusty couch, wiped it off, and fell asleep.
Marilyn was sitting on the family porch one day on the day after her tenth birthday When she saw smoke in the far distance. She heard no fire brigade. She'd always been curious when trouble sting ed the air. So as she forgot curiosity killed the cat, She ran over to the fire. She was a very fast runner. .When Marilyn got to the smoke, a house was up in flames.She soon noticed the half burnt curtains behind the windows. 'My old house' she thought. She had no emotion when she saw this. She ran in with no care in the world.
She could feel the heat burning her skin. She ran to the library, her favorite place. When she got to a spot with no fire she heard a voice say "Marilyn Run! Your not safe here. Please go!" Her mother stuck her hand out to hold Marilyn's hand. " I'll guide you out. we can go together!" Marilyn squeezed her mothers hand and said, "I won't go until your safe!" Her mother smiled and said "Darling now's not the time!" Marilyn ran out of the library grabbing her mothers wrist. When they got to the front of the house, Marilyn saw memories of when guest came over, and how mother and father would greet them with smiles on their face. "Marilyn lets go! see we came out together" the roof rumbled as her mother spoke. Marilyn knew what would happen, the roof would colapse. Before she could do anything her mother pushed her towards the door. Marilyn didn't know what happened next. Everything was blurry from her previous cry fest from her house on being on fire. She felt amber's falling on her shirt. Before she knew it she was laying in her front yard
Everything hurt as she fell on the grass in front of her house. Everything was on fire. All the tulips her mother planted on her mothers birthday were shriveled to dust. She looked around the front of the house to see if anyone was there. No one. She cried at the thought of losing all she had left. Her skin hot from being in their so long. Holes were in her top and pants where the fire burnt her. She looked around. She tried to stand up, but couldn't. Her hands were stretched out on the cobble stones that led to her front door. Neighbors were yelling. People were spraying water on her house, and her neighbors house. She soon couldn't feel the stones. She was being lifted by her other father. Her other mother screaming and kissing her on her forehead. She could see the other houses catching fire. 'When i find out who did this," she thought 'I'm going to make them go to prison.' And with that, began to yearn magical power. And would never give up, until she found the person who burned her house.
House Request: Griffindor or Ravenclaw
Personality:
Marilyn is almost never seen happy, unless shes reading. On a good day (if your lucky enough to catch her on a good day) will be seen reading on the uses of fire. Odd right? On a bad day, Run. She will not talk at all. If you run into her she might slap you and not say anything.
Appearance: Long, Strait, Black hair, big pink bow, Blue eyes.
→ SAMPLE ROLEPLAY.
Option I:
Marilyn was to busy reading or studying to explore the dungeons.
The girls in her dorm said she was a wimp and said " Have you really never explored the dungeons? Wimp" She said " I am not a wimp, and I.I.I'll prove it to you!" She stormed out of their and ran towards the dungeons.
When she got to the dungeons she instantly felt cold. She put on her coat and walked deeper into them. She looked unfazed on the outside but was scared to death on the inside. She remembered the first time she went down here in one of their classes. She never noticed the temperature drop.
She walked down some steps to go lower. Her footsteps echoed loudly. She was afraid to get in trouble, or worse, dead. If anyone saw her, she would be the laughing stock of the school. With that thought in mind she ran down the steps, and almost tripped, twice. She was so use to the warm. To fire, more likely. 'But we'll morn over that another time!' she thought.
She thought this was a good time to eat the lunch she had packed for the journey. A pack of cereal served at breakfest. She ate this very slowly, so she could stall going farther. She sadly didn't take that long eating.
They all teased about a ghost in the dungeons, but Marilyn didn't care. She came here to prove she wasn't a wimp. She touched the stone on the walls. Very cold. She took out her wand "Lumos" she said as a light flickered at the end of her wand. A wall stood in front of her "Drats!" she said. She turned around and started running back. Of course she stopped alot for breaths.
Marilyn heard footsteps behind her and jumped. she hid behind one of the walls and curled up into a ball. What if it were a teacher? What if it was the Headmaster? When she got the courage to look no one was there. She had gone as pale as a vampire. She finally thought it was the ghost after she had marked off all the possibilities.
"Hey Emma are you there?"
She shuddered as a gust of wind blew down the hallway of the dungeon.
"Hello, is that you Emma?"
She was super frightened. How could you not be? She ran up the stairs to the entrance. But when she was about to go up the next flight of stairs she bumped into a girl. "AH!" Marilyn screamed. "Sorry!" the strange girl said as she lifted Marilyn up. "I'm Evangeline! Who are you?" "Marilyn" Marilyn said. Evangeline smiled. "Did you come to 'Explore' the dungeons like i am?" she asked "Yes" replied Marilyn. "Then lets do it together!" said Evangeline cheerfully. "Um,um, okay I'm fine with that!" said Marilyn happily. And together they explored the dungeons together.
<done>
Please list any characters you have on the site (current and previous): first time on this site so, no other characters
How did you find us?: I wanted to role play like my bigger sister does. i like Harry Potter, so i wanted to roleplay in a Harry Potter RP.
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« on: 06/04/2016 at 02:18 »
Name: Marilyn Montgomery
Birthday: September 4Th
Hometown:Bolton, Manchester
Bloodline: Pureblood
Magical Strength: Potions
Magical Weakness: Charms
Year: 3, 4 (if my bio's long enough 4 please)
Biography:
Marilyn Grew up in Manchester loving and believing in magic, she like reading books on magic as well. Ever since her parents told her she was a wizard when she was five, she spent all her time reading magical books. She waited until she was old enough to go to hogwarts. She dreamed every night about the sorting hat.
Sadly, When her father passed away, her mother went into bad debt. She could no longer provide for her daughter. She sent her to a random Pureblood family, a rich enough family to take her to Hogwarts. Marilyn still remembered her parents, but thought they hated her and left her, she felt sad when she was taken to another family at the age of 6.
Her other family realized her crisis and did everything they could to cheer her up. They asked her what her favorite things to do when she was with her real family, she said "Reading" "Oh wonderful! We have a library downstairs actually! Want to read now?" "Yes" she responded meekly. When they went down to the library she was disappointed at the sight. A dusty, terribly tooken care of library stood in front of her. One shelf on each of the four walls. Floating lanterns were scattered across the room. The spiderwebs under the table glistened in the lantern's light. The shelves weren't very high, so all she would have to do is go on her tiptoes to reach the highest book. "Cool" is all she could say. "Well, we'll leave you to it!" they said, clearly pleased with what they did. Marilyn, not so much. She went across the room to a single dusty couch, wiped it off, and fell asleep.
Marilyn was sitting on the family porch one day on the day after her tenth birthday When she saw smoke in the far distance. She heard no fire brigade. She'd always been curious when trouble stinged the air. So as she forgot curiosity killed the cat, She ran over to the fire. She was a very fast runner. .When Marilyn got to the smoke, a house was up in flames.She soon noticed the half burnt curtains behind the windows. 'My old house' she thought. She had no emotion when she saw this. She ran in with no care in the world.
She could feel the heat burning her skin. She ran to the library, her favorite place. When she got to a spot with no fire she heard a voice say "Marilyn Run! Your not safe here. Please go!" Her mother stuck her hand out to hold Marilyn's hand. " I'll guide you out. we can go together!" Marilyn squeezed her mothers hand and said, "I won't go until your safe!" Her mother smiled and said "Darling now's not the time! I would carry you but I'm to weak. I wont survive. So Marilyn please" Marilyn ran out of the library grabbing her mothers wrist. When they got to the front of the house, Marilyn saw memories of when guest came over, and how mother and father would greet them with smiles on their face. "Marilyn lets go! see we came out togeth-" the roof rumbled as her mother spoke. Marilyn knew what would happen, the roof would colapse. Before she could push her mom out the way her mom smiled and pushed Marilyn towards the door. Marilyn swore she heard her mom whispered "Goodbye." The roof had fallen on her mother. the wood roof burning on top of her "MOTHER! please mommy wake up! YOU SAID WE'D GET OUT TOGETHER!!!" Marilyn tried to pull out her mom but no luck. She knew she would die if she didn't get out soon. She felt ambers falling on her shirt. The one she got on her fourth birthday. Father bought it for her. She cried. She ran out as quickly as she could
Everything hurt as she fell on the grass in front of her house. Everything was on fire. All the tulips her mother planted on her mothers birthday were shriveled to dust. She looked around the front of the house to see if anyone was there. No one. She cried at the thought of losing all she had left. Her skin had patches of dark red and black. small patches. Holes in her top and pants where the fire burnt her. She looked around. Everyone passed her house like it was an everyday situation. She ran up to someone and yelled "HELP!" in their face. They slapped her and kept on walking. 'Why?' she thought. That's when she blinked and saw she was lying on the grass again. hands stretched out on the cobble stones that led to her front door. She soon couldn't feel the stones. She was being lifted by her other father. Her other mother screaming and kissing her on her forehead. She could see the other houses catching fire. One single tear fell out of her eyes. 'When i find out who did this," she thought 'I'm going to kill them And with that, began to yearn magical power. And would never give up, until she found the killer...
House Request: Griffindor or Ravenclaw
Personality:
Marilyn is almost never seen happy, unless shes reading. On a good day (if your lucky enough to catch her on a good day) will be seen reading on the uses of fire. Odd right? On a bad day, Run. She will not talk at all. If you run into her she might slap you and not say anything.
Appearance: Long, Strait, Black hair, big pink bow, Blue eyes.
→ SAMPLE ROLEPLAY.
Option I:
Marilyn was to busy reading or studying to explore the dungeons.
The girls in her dorm said she was a wimp and said Griffindors were suppose to be brave. She said " I am brave, and i.i.I'll prove it to you!" She stormed out of their and ran towards the dungeons.
When she got to the dungeons she instantly felt cold. She put on her coat and walked deeper into them. She looked unfazed on the outside but was scared to death on the inside. She remembered the first time she went down here in one of their classes. She never noticed the temperature drop.
She walked down some steps to go lower. Her footsteps echoed loudly. She was afraid to get in trouble, or worse, dead. If anyone saw her, she would be the laughing stock of the school. With that thought in mind she ran down the steps, and almost tripped, twice. She was so use to the warm. To fire, more likely. 'But we'll morn over that another time!' she thought.
She thought this was a good time to eat the lunch she had packed for the journey. A pack of cereal served at breakfest. She ate this very slowly, so she could stall going farther. She sadly didn't take that long eating.
They all teased about a ghost in the dungeons, but Marilyn didn't care. She came here to prove she wasn't a wimp. She touched the stone on the walls. Very cold. She took out her wand "Lumos" she said as a light flickered at the end of her wand. A wall stood in front of her "Drats!" she said. She turned around and started running back. Of course she stopped alot for breaths.
Marilyn heard footsteps behind her and jumped. she hid behind one of the walls and curled up into a ball. What if it were a teacher? What if it was Dumbledore? When she got the courge to look no one was there. She had gone as pale as a vampire. She finally thought it was the ghost after she had marked off all the possibilities.
"Hey Emma are you there?"
She shuddered as a gust of wind blew down the hallway of the dungeon.
"Hello, is that you Emma?"
After no response, Marilyn gave up and rushed to the surface.
<done>
Please list any characters you have on the site (current and previous): first time on this site so, no other characters
How did you find us?: I wanted to role play like my bigger sister does. i like harry potter, so i wanted to roleplay in a harry potter RP.
If i didn't go with your site rules please tell me. for i fear i did something wrong, anyways hope you like it!
-Marilyn Montgomery
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« on: 04/04/2016 at 23:58 »
Name: Marilyn Montgomery
Birthday: September 14th
Hometown: Bolton, Manchester
Bloodline: Pureblood
Magical Strength: Potions
Magical Weakness: Charms
Year: 3, 4 (if my bio is long enough, 4 please)
Biography: Marilyn Grew up in Manchester loving and beleving in magic, she like reading books on magic as well. Ever since her parents told her she was a wizard when she was five, she spent all her time reading magical books. She waited until she was old enough to go to hogwarts. She dreamed every night about the sorting hat. Sadly, When her father passed away, her mother went into bad debt. She could no longer provide for her daughter. She sent her to a random Pureblood family, a rich enough family to take her to Hogwarts. Marilyn still remembered her parents, but thought they hated her and left her, she felt sad when she was taken to another family.When Marilyn was 10 she walked on the streets to her old house 3 miles away. Marilyn was only 6 when she was left on the other familys door. When Marilyn got to her old house, it was up in flames. She had no emotion when she saw this. She ran in with no care in the world. When she got to a spot with no fire she heard a voice say "GO Marilyn, and live happily." Her mother stuck her hand out to hold Marilyn's hand. Marilyn squeezed her mothers hand and said, " When I learn magic, im going to take revenge!" Her mother smiled and said " You always had to get revenge when you were little, my little cupcake" those were her dying words. With fire in her eyes and anger in her heart, she ran out of there in serch of the person who burned all her happy memories. All of the times she was truly happy. Since that day she swore she wouldn't trust a soul, and seeked vengence.
House Request: Griffindor or Ravenclaw
Personality: Angry sometimes, sad other times. Not seen being happy that much. Kind of like a kuu dere but with 2 emotions, a kuudere is a person wh acts like they dont feel emotions, and nobody understands them.
Appearance: Long, Strait, Black hair, big pink bow, Blue eyes.
Please list any characters you have on the site (current and previous): First time on this site, so no other chacters
How did you find us?: I wanted to role play like my bigger sister does. i like harry potter, so i wanted to roleplay in a harry potter rp.
if i missed anything please tell me and let me have another chance please
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