Harry Potter

WHICH HOUSE WILL YOU REPRESENT?

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ABOUT YOUR CHARACTER

Full Name:
Nickname:
Gender:
Year:
Age:
Appearance:
Personality:
Family:
Blood Status:
Pet?: {Only one allowed}
Likes:
Dislikes:
Wand:
-Wood:
-Core:
-Inches:
Favorite Class:
Least Favorite Class:
Patronus {Only fifth years and above}:
Your Patronus happy thought?:
Extra:


ABOUT YOU

Have you read all the books?:
If not, what ones have you?:
Seen all the movies?:
If not, what ones have you?:
Know about Post-War?:

When you are accepted by me and only me and have been sorted, you may start Rping, but only then may you start.
Also, you may have a second character to keep the Rp moving along, but please make the character the opposite gender of your first so that it's not all girls or all boys.
* Represents a second character.
And, please if you have a second, don't make them in the same year unless you are at least a Fourth Year.
Thanks!

For Wand Woods: http://www.wizardwands.net/wood-guide.htm
For Wand Cores: http://www.wizardwands.net/wand-core-guide.htm
For Length: Short for your age: 51/2-8 inches
Average for your age: 9-12 inches
Tall for your age: 13-14 1/2 inches

CURRENT RPers ALLOWED TO RP

Skypup
Tallpup
Silverpup
Featherpup
Shadowpup





You can find spells of each yeah here:

http://hp-intothefire.wikidot.com/spells#toc1

{Thank you Silver, for finding this website xD}

“Cooper, Lynn,” McGonagall said.

A small young girl with dirty blonde hair slowly walked up to the stool that the Sorting Hat had been sitting upon when the First Years walked in. The Great Hall was decorated in its usual attire for the Welcome Feast. Candles were floating high in the air, the House crests hung from the ceiling, which really, they weren’t hanging from; the House ghosts sat down next to others in their represented Houses, and everyone was watching the ‘icckle little firsties’ get sorted. The Hat had already sung its song and a few new students had already been sorted.

Anyway, back to the little girl.

She cautiously sat on the stool and the Professor placed the Hat on her head. It fell over her eyes and almost covered her face but that was okay, it helped that she couldn’t see anyone during this moment. She jumped slightly as she began to hear a voice.

“Hmmm, very loyal and trustworthy. You would do well in Hufflepuff. But ahhhh, what’s this? A secret desire to learn all you can. Yes, if that’s it, outta be RAVENCLAW!” The Hat yelled out loud.

The girl, Lynn, sighed in relief at the House name. She slipped off the stool and made her way over to the cheering Ravenclaws. She looked around for her friend, Jessica. Finally spotting the dark brunette second year, she made her way over and sat down.

Over across the way, while the sorting was still going on, and Slytherin sixth year was flinging rubber bands, something from home, at a sixth year Hufflepuff. He quickly focused his attention back up to the Sorting when the bluenette, now ranging redhead, turned to glare at him. He completely ignored the sixteen year old until he felt a stinging on the back of his head. He rubbed his head through his onyx hair and turned back to glare at his sister only to see her making strange signals at a Gryffindor and a rubber band on the ground next to him with a note. He picked it up and had to let out his signature smirk.

Jamie-

Hush up, melon face, and go play in the snake pit.


The bluenette, known as Maddie, was making strange signals over to the direction of the Gryffindor table. There was the signal of a bird flying, followed by the movement of whacking a bug, and finally a butterfly. Everyone one not paying attention to the Sorting looked at her strangely but Lilac, her Gryffindor companion, seemed to completely understand because she replied with a curt nod.

Just as the last of the cheers went down for the last student, fireworks went off in the Great Hall. It was light up by many different colors and above Dumbledore’s podium read in sparklers:

Welcome to another amazing year at Hogwarts!

Everyone clapped and cheered for the support of their school and ever McGonagall seemed to smile {Snape was another story}.

Yeah, it was going to be a good year.