Hogwarts School: A Harry Potter RPG

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CHARACTER INFORMATION
Character name: Lily Hartley

Previous and/or Current Character(s) if applicable: Lily, Serena, Artemis, Cherry, Serephina

Character age: 24

Character education: Hogwarts Class of 1968, Gryffindor Alumni
Honors:
Chief Warlock in Magical Law (1963, 2nd Year)
Valedictorian in Magical Law (1964, 3rd Year)
Valedictorian in Magical Defense (1964, 3rd Year)
Valedictorian in Magical Home Ec (1964, 3rd Year)
Salutatorian in Charms (1964, 3rd Year)
Quidditch Champion (1964, 3rd Year)
Valedictorian in Charms (1965, 4th Year)
Valedictorian in Magical Home Ec (1966, 5th Year)
Valedictorian in Muggle Studies (1966, 5th Year)
Valedictorian in Potions (1966, 5th Year)
Dueling Champion (1966, 5th Year)
Spellbound Editor (1965-1968, 5th-7th Year)
Quidditch Captain (1965-1968, 5th-7th Year)
Lead Nurse (1966-1968, 6th-7th Year)
Gryffindor Prefect (1965-1967, 5th-6th Year)
Valedictorian in Divination (1967, 6th Year)
Valedictorian in Conjuring (1967, 6th Year)
Valedictorian in Magical Games & Sports (1967, 6th Year)
Valedictorian in Magical Creatures (1967, 6th Year)
Quidditch Champion (1967)
Head Girl 1968



Strength and weaknesses (details please): From a young age, Lily excelled magically, though it was a bit chaotic and hard for her to control at first. In fits of emotion, she would manipulate the room around her at random. Over time, she gained control over it, developing into wandless and speechless magic that she (usually) had full control of. Beyond that, she did very well at Hogwarts academically, awards and honors littering the Trophy Room.

But if you asked her, she wouldn’t brag about all of that. She was most proud of her empathy for others, never backing down when she thought something was wrong or shy of holding out a helping hand. That said, she also had quite a stubborn streak to her that could be a bit jarring.

Lily flexes between being lost in her own world and hyper-fixating on the comings and goings of the world around her. While this can sometimes come across as a girl with her head in the clouds, her distractions are important to her and she isn’t sorry for them.

Physical description: Lily stands at 5’8” and carries herself confidently. She has long dark hair and cognac coloured eyes.

Personality (nice, rude, funny etc. Paragraph please.): Lily is highly empathetic and caring when it comes to others. However, it’s best to stay on her good side as her stubborn streak, aptitude without a wand and McCormick sharp tongue are a recipe for disaster.  Lily loves people, but needs frequent time to herself to recharge. Being around a lot of people is great, but she can only do so much of it before she needs to retreat and be alone. She feels emotions very deeply. Alters from being intensely focused on the work and those around her to disconnecting from them altogether.

Hopes and dreams. Why are you teaching at Hogwarts?: Truthfully, Lily wasn’t sure exactly why she was applying at Hogwarts. She loves her job as Cursebreaker and plans on still pursuing her career in addition to teaching. She has her apprehensions about returning to Hogwarts as her last few terms were rough, to say the least. Feeling a little lost in the world, a return to her roots might just be the trick to getting her back on track.

Biography (500 words minimum. There is never such a thing as too much.):

Once upon a time, there was a family. It was a very big family that seemed to grow and swell continually. Not like a balloon or a bubble. Those popped and vanished, fading away into the wind, never to be seen in the world again. And McCormicks didn’t pop. No, they swelled like the bridge in a song, humming together to form a tune that was the prettiest thing Lily’d ever heard. Lovely individually, but together? Unforgettable.

Through the winking of starlight and moon dust, the world pulled Lily, bright eyed and bewildered, into its arms on the 7th of April, 1950.

From the beginning, Lily always loved people. She loved figuring them out and getting to know them and making new friends. But as much as Lily could love them, the girl often found the need to separate from them. In times when the world felt so loud that it might make her heart break in half, she found herself pulling away and spending time with just Lily until she was able to recharge.

Maybe it was because she was the eldest of 8 children and, from birth, was always surrounded by chaos, but Lily has always felt her emotions very deeply and, at times, had trouble controlling them. Sometimes this would cause her to display instances of powerful accidental magic. From a very young age, Lily has always passed these instances off as acts of her dear old teddy, Fred, and has yet to truly understand that the magic comes from her.

A wandering spirit at heart, Lily loves adventure but is also known to get lost in little tiny pieces of the world that others may view as insignificant. Things like lemon meringue pie sky, how some of the stars twinkle just a little bit more than others, and how, if you were quiet and still, the wind would whisper secrets into your ears.

She excelled academically at Hogwarts, holding a heavy level of natural talent in her bones. Her accidental magic flared stronger as well until she started to learn that it was something she could, in fact control. So she took extra time during her school year with some trusted professors, honed her skill into wandless and speechless magic, a skill that she continues to practice to this day.

But it wasn’t all easy at Hogwarts. Especially when things got rough at home. Her parents were no longer in harmony and it tore her apart inside, leading to destructive behavior and acting out. The sweet, loving Lily was still there, but a harder shell had grown around her, protecting her from external elements that threatened to break her apart.

Very few people got past that barrier.

However, she had a good foundation. Even though she was the eldest and loved to take care of her siblings, it was nice that when she got to Hogwarts she was able to ‘adopt’ a set of older brothers that looked after her and kept her grounded. When things got deep dark, she found a mentor and a father in the potion’s professor, who pushed her in ways she could handle and she thrived.

When she graduated, she continued down a path she’d started as a first year as a political activist. She’d gotten a job as a cursebreaker through her uncle Sei’s shady shop so she could continue to play with magic in her free time.

Her song is still playing, though it’s a even more chaotic, skipping here and there. When her own little family started to grow, she didn’t take to motherhood as naturally as most things. But she had her support system, and, together, they figured it out.

Just like they do everything.

SAMPLE ROLEPLAY

It was the largest office in Hogwarts and, perhaps to students and newcomers, the most intimidating. The shelves were filled with paperwork, and lots and lots of books. A few of the shelves had various odds and ends that had been saved from previous owners. The sorting hat was facing a wall.  The walls held all the portraits of past Headmasters and Headmistresses, as well as her Russian portraits. Anneka Ivanova's was closest to Karina's desk.

In the middle of the room sat a large desk. Everything was in order. Almost a ruthless order. Important papers were closest to her, with her favourite quill. Then other documents further away. And at the edge is her favourite Venus flytrap and a picture of Vlad.

A clock sat on the desk, which currently showed the time to be 2:05. The meeting was supposed to begin at 2:00 precisely.

Karina was not always punctual. Yes, she was aware of the time, she would just deliberately come late. She valued control. And what better method of control than making people wait for you. But she expected others to be punctual to the second. Or early. So naturally Karina Ivansko was not happy.

"You have five minutes to assure me that you'll never be late again." Karina said to the applicant gesturing to the ancient and uncomfortable chair across from her. Her fingernails drummed irritably on the desk. And she had a look on her face that imitated a Russian winter.

(Yes, she had learned well from the great Anneka Ivanova).

Roleplay Response:

Lily wasn’t late when she stepped through the castle doors. In fact, she had plenty of time to get to the Headmistress’s office and remembered exactly how to get there. However, she’d gotten into a heated debate over the colour of the sky with Sir Bibblesworth.* Honestly how the silly little man, a portrait thought she knew more about the sky than she did, she would never understand.


(--and she wasn’t underestimating the power and heavy beauty a painting could have, but the sky was the sky—-)

By the time she pushed through the door to the Headmistress’s office she was 5 (arguably 4, depending on the clock you looked at) minutes late.

"You have five minutes to assure me that you'll never be late again."

Lily gave an amused little huff, looking around. Who let this insane woman grace this position?

“Oh, Katrina, you know I can’t promise you that. The world is a busy place. And, besides, correct me if I’m remembering incorrectly, but I recall you being late to a few lessons or, at the very least a few feasts.” She raised her eyebrows and then slipped her hand into her bag, pulling out some paperwork.

Lily organized it especially for this meeting, but noticed a certain little someone had scribbled ’good luk mummy’ across one of the pages. She touched the crayon marking and then shuffled it to the back of the pile.

“Anyway, we can stand here arguing about how time is a human invented construct or we can go over these lesson plans and see what you think.”

She pushed the papers forward, honey eyes flitting up.

“It’s up to you.”

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In addition to posting a completed application in this forum, we also ask that you submit a PM to Karina Ivansko with details of your class and with the lesson plans for that class (include at least a minimum of 4 lessons). Also, please be sure to check the Available Positions thread located in this forum to make sure the class you want is available before applying.

*permission to say Lily argued with Sir Richard granted by Ian!

Lesson plans on the way.

CHARACTER INFORMATION
Character Name: Lily McCormick

Gender: Female

Age: 5

Bloodline: Halfblood

Parents/Guardians (Are they currently played characters?):  Yes. Serena and Bailey McCormick

Residence:
Hogsmeade

Do you plan to have a connection to a particular existing place (for example: the daycare)?
The daycare

Do you wish to be approved as a group with any other characters? If so who and for what IC reason? No

Please list any other characters you already have at the site:
Serena and Co.

Biography: (100 words minimum.)
Once upon a time there was a family. It was a very big family and seemed to constantly grow and swell. Not like a balloon or a bubble. Those popped and vanished, fading away into the wind, never to be seen again. And McCormick’s didn’t pop. No, they swelled like the bridge in a song, humming together to form a tune that was the prettiest thing Lily’d ever heard. Nice individually, but together? Unforgettable. They were not perfectly rehearsed. But there was something about the imperfections that made them better. And stronger, Mum always said.

They didn’t have too much. With so many kids, they often relied on each other for entertainment. Which was all fine for Lily. Most of the time, at least. Being the oldest of the McCormick clan meant a lot of things. It meant helping out when her parents were busy doing parent things. It meant sometimes having to give up individual time with them. But it also meant getting to do cool things that the babies couldn’t do yet. Like going to work with dad or mum, or going on playdates with Auntie MarMar and Bash.

Sometimes she found herself getting lost in a sea of pretty voices. But she was stubbornly sure of her own voice.

And she wouldn’t trade it. Not for the entire world.

Roleplay:
Reply as your character to the following:

Godric Park.

Overhead, the sky was a crisp blue, for once clear of the ever-pervasive spongy clouds and rain. The sun was a lemony-yellow presence, high in the Eastern sky, and in front of it zipped three broomsticks in a straight line, or something very like one. One... two..... three... the boys passed, their shouts of excitement echoing as they chased the snitch, a tiny shimmer reflecting the sunlight.

Far below was another, much smaller broomstick.

It trugged along the ground, hugging close to it like a sluggish choo choo train and occasionally shuttering in protest. This was because said stick was currently being occupied by a very small girl who was tugging upward on the front of it with all her might, trying to coax it into doing what it had been expressly designed NOT to do.

"John, I said wait up!" The tiny girl squealed, giving the broomstick another tug.

Begrudgingly, it drifted upward a foot, and then sank, depositing the troublesome girl safely on the ground. Janey Hurst was not pleased. In a huff, she hopped off the toy safety broom, grabbing it firmly and thrusting it handle first into the turf.

Her brother was such a beast. He NEVER let her play! She folded her arms, seething blue eyes fixing on another figure nearby.  "You!" She barked, much more sharply than she meant to.

"...Do you want to play?"

Roleplay Response:
Days in Godric Park were some of her favorites. The sun was bright in the sky and it reminded her of Lemon Meringue Pie only without the fluffy white stuff that went on the top. If there had been clouds it would have been a perfect dessert sky. As it was it was a pucker-cheek treat kind of sky which was just as good, at least to Lily McCormick.

Her family was close by. She wasn’t out of their sight because the second she left it, she knew daddy would hop up and tell her not to. So she stayed in range because she really didn’t have any shenanigans to get up to anyways. “Fred, keep up!” she said to the teddy bear she was carrying by the paw. After a moment’s pause, she went on, “So what’f ya legs are shorter? Put some pepper in them steppers!”

That was when the girl ran up to her. “Ya wanna play with us?” she glanced down at the bear, giving him a quizzical glance. After another moment’s pause, Lily looked at the new girl again, “Fred thinks you could be alright. Whatcha wanna do, then?”

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