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Ello ello ladies and gents, Wendy Weasley here! But you can just call me W if ye wish.  Dis 'ere is the "arry Potter RP, thats Roll Play'n for ye non smarties. We'll have our own wor'd ere on de komm durin, the 'arry potter series, and maybe if we be lucky we get to meet his youngin's too.  So to start ye off 'ere are some basics in rules.  Now, knowin me and me brother's you ought think i be a trouble makah, but i stick to me game if you stick to yer's

 

RULES OF TRADE

~STICK TO  THE STORY

               *you can be any living creature you want as long as you can find it in the wizard *or muggle world, and you can have up the three people, but one would be perfered

~BATTLES

               *Battles are aloud, but you can not kill anyone else unless

                         A) you come to an agreement that you can kill off someone else's person (they can have anouther person if theirs dies)

                          B) its YOUR characters fighting against one anouther

                          C)Its not against someones person, rather just a deer, or a creature you pass along on your way.

 ~MAGIC

                *Magic is most deffenetly aloud, you can make up your own but no death spells against other people (refure to BATTLES for questions on death spells)

~GAMES, TOURNIES AND TRAGITIES (Quidditch try outs, Matches, and Big Battle scenes)

               *I will create these moments in time peridocally and if a Quidditch match/season begins, I will tell you when its over.  There will sometimes be big battles that happen in this RP world, so keep a look out for that, and be sure to keep up with the reading, it will get long i'm sure.

~HP CHARACTERS IN STORY/ACTUAL PEOPLE IN REAL LIFE

               *You most certinaly can have people from our real world, and the Harry Potter world in our story, but don't make them do something you don't think they would do in the movie, like having Harry become a ballerina dancer, or the twins becoming farmers.  just doesn't seem likely.  And once a HP person is on the "field" you can't take control of them if someone else is, unless they leave the scene for a long period of time.  YOU CAN BE IN IT TOO!

 

 

******Now that you 'ave read all 'dis rules, lets begin shall we?

 

 

 

 

*George, Fred and Wendy are sitting around a stump outside their home.  George and Fred are 19 years of age, while Wendy is 16.  Wendy's 17th birthday is about to come soon and she will finally be able to do magic outside of Hogwarts*

George: "Well Wendy, in just a couple weeks you'll be seventeen."

Fred: "Yeah, I remember when I turned seventeen, got to do magic outside of school, accedently burned down the shed, and got that cute Hufflepuff girl to go on a date with me."

George: "Uh, Fred, that last part was me."

Fred: "Oh...right...mine was from....Slitherin...."

Wendy: "Ah come now Fred, whot's so bad about Slitherin?"

George: "Your to young to remember, but when Fred was 11, his first year at hogwarts, everyone at Slitherin laughed at him."

Wendy: "Why's that?"

 Fred: "Because Georgie over here was trying out a new spell and set my pants on fire."

*George got up and started running around pretending his pants were on fire. Wendy started laughing*

Fred: "Yeah, and the Slitherin's got a big laugh out of it."

Wendy: "Is that why you make people laugh now?  So they'll forget about when you were 11?"

George: "He doesn't try to make them laugh, it just comes natural to him." *George starts to laugh.  Wendy and Fred were laughing too and then Wendy stopped.*

Fred: "Whot's wrong Wend?"

Wendy: "...Don't you guys have to help 'arry tomarrow?"

*Both of the boys quit smiling and sat next to Wendy.  George put his arm our her shoulder.*

Fred: "Don't worry about it sis."

George: "Yeah, we be ok.  I mean, come on, we are Weasley's.  We're the toughest bunch out there."  *he rubbed the top of her head and her hair ruffled because she had some what short hair, but as red orange as her brothers.  Her blue eyes moved between the two grinning boys and she started to laugh.*

Wendy: "I guess your right.  But if you don't make it home safe, i'm gunna 'ave to kill ya." *They all three chuckled.

Fred: "I'll agree to that, but you'll 'ave to wait a week before you can, or you'll get 'suspended'." *He made googlie eyes when he said 'suspended'.*

George: "yeah, as if a Weasley will get suspended from Hogwarts, whot with all the pranking we do eh Fred?" *Everyone starts laughing again.*

 

****The screen fades out ready for the next scene****

 

 

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A BIG DRAGON ATTACKS! HURRY AND DEFEAT IT BEFORE IT DESTORYS THE CASTLE AND EATS SOME STUDENTS!!!!

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~Who ever kills it first *it has to be a well fought battle and I get to choose depending on how well its fought* gets 100 points to their group of choosing~

An incredible shockwave threw Shiro from his bed and slammed him into the wall, ripping him from prolonged unconsciousness. Wha-- Wait, this isn't like before. I feel much more awake now, like I could be conscious for more than a few minutes. My head hurts though... and I just wish I could see better.

Though he was groggy and his newly-regained vision was painfully blurred, Shiro could make out a tube sticking out of his left wrist that had been broken in the shock. That must've been keeping me under, he thought. But what woke me up? Another wave shook the ground and Shrio half-dove, half-fell behind the bed he was so recently thrown from. Pieces of the ceiling were falling left and right, and the walls were beginning to crumble. I need to get out. I need to get out if I want to survive, Shiro realized. I just wish I knew where I was. He lurched to his feet unsteadily, a large stone narrowly missing his head. Running toward the door, Shiro noticed two things on his left. One was his wand, sitting on a table, and the other was Raymond, still unconscious in a bed. Shrio hastily grabbed for his wand, discovering that there was another one next to it (must be Raymond's), and rushed to the bed. Tearing Raymond's tube from the bag of fluid, he struggled to lift Raymond and position him on his shoulders. He'll wake up soon, Shiro tried to convince himself. Then he can walk and we actually have a chance of surviving. As hard as walking was before, Shiro's new passenger made moving even more difficult. Shiro began stumbling toward the door, which was quickly being blocked by chunks of the ceiling. Running as fast as he could, Shiro hurled himself at the blockage, using all his momentum to hopefully break through. Shrio felt his shoulder crack and break against the rock, but he and Raymond sailed through. The only problem was that they kept on sailing. Shiro gasped as he saw that there wasn't a hall or corridor outside the door, or even any ground at all. He and the unconscious Raymond tumbled down through the air towards the Hogwarts grounds below. We're going to die, Shiro realized. We're actually going to die. And as if things couldn't get any worse as he and Raymond plummeted toward certain death, Shiro saw what was causing all the commotion. Right below them, and growing closer by the second, was a dragon, opening it's mouth wide.

After the Weasley's had their breakfast, a owl flew in carring a note.  The owl fell to the table knocking all the silverware and dishes off.  Fred grabbed the note and punted the owl out the window.  George and Wendy helped pick up the mess on the floor.

Fred: "Shove off 'ye stupid owl."

George: "Whot's it say Fredie?"

Wendy: "Is it from Ron?"

Fred read it silently and he got a bewildered look on his face.  A glazing over the eyes, and fear in his face.

George: "Come on, out with Fredie. Ye get yerself ah new git of a girlfriend?" Wendy and George started to laugh.

Fred: "A dragon is attacking Hogwarts." George and Wendy stopped and looked up at Fred.

Wendy: "Yeh kiddin, right Fredie?"

George: "No, he's not kiddin Wend, I've never seen him so serious in his whole life."

Fred: "Ron says it attacked late in the night and already some students are dead or dying." George gets up and runs to the closet.  He comes back with two brooms, three wands, and a blank piece of paper.  He hands a wand and a broom to Fred.  Fred starts running for the door and George walks over to Wendy.

George: "Before you say anythin' Wend., you have to stay here and protect Mum ok?"

Wendy: "I understand Georgie...just please, I've had this wierd feeling for quite sometime that somting bad 'bout to 'appen."

George: "With who Wend?" Wendy nodded towards Fred. "Freddie? Ah, he be tough enough little sis.  If anythin' happens to him, you may cut off me head." George makes a slash with his index finger horozontally accross the middle of his throat.

Wendy: "Well, ok...I guess."

George: "Good. Now, 'eres ye wand, and this paper."

Wendy: "Whot's the paper?"

George: "This paper is just like the map I gave 'arry.  Except if you need to talk to me or Fred, just right something on this parchment.  It will go invisiable, and give you what either of us wrote.  Got it?"

Wendy: "Yep."

George: "But only use it if its an emergency.  No: "oh, are ye busy Georgie?" or: "Want me to make ye some pie Georgie?" although a pie would be nice when I return."

Wendy: "Cherry goblin pie?" George rubbed the top of her head.

George: You know me all to well Wend.  Now take care of Mum. We'll send you a message once we kill the dragon."

Wendy: "Ok!" George kissed the top of her head and ran out the door to meet up with Fred.  Wendy stood in the empty kitchen holding the parchment in her right hand, and her wand in her left.  Her 3 month old kitten Lynkin, no higher than her sock line, was sitting on the kitchen table looking up at her with big crystal blue eyes.  He let out a faint, high pitched mew.

Wendy: "Don't worry Lynk, Fred and Georgie know what they are doing...I hope."  She looks down at her parchment paper and slowly unfolds it.  Writtin inside are two little notes. One in Fred's handwritting, and one in George's.  Fred's said: I love you sis, be safe. George's said: Don't forget to make me that Cherry Goblin Pie! Wendy laughed because she knew that her brothers were off to Hogwarts, and she needed to stay back...until the time was right of course...

As Shiro braced himself to die, he suddenly was standing on solid ground, now high above the dragon. "Wha-- what just...?" he stammered aloud as he crumpled to his knees. Raymond didn't bother to reply, instead bounding down the crumbling steps toward the dragon. A sharp pain from his right shoulder tore Shiro from his incredulity back into reality. Grasping his chest ad wincing in pain, Shrio folded back his robe around the wound to reveal a twisted knot where his shoulder should have been. Blood was dripping down his arm and off his fingers below as he fumbled for his wand and began to attempt standing up. Feeling immediately nauseous, Shiro started to collapse once more.

"SHIRO!" screamed a voice from behind him as a girl dove in to catch him before he hit the ground.

"M-Myra?" Shiro murmured as he looked up at her. She was crying as the wind whipped her hair up around her face.

"Oh, Shiro, I was so worried about you! WE were so worried about you," Myra sobbed. Shrio could see Chet standing behind Myra, looking down at him. "What happened to you? Oh, your arm, Shiro! What happened? Where were you all this time? I thought you were-- I mean, it seemed like you could have been--"

"Well, he's not dead, and he's back now, Myra," Chet interrupted so she didn't have to finish. "Here, let's try and heal his shoulder so we can get out of here before this tower collapses."

"Sniff. Ok, yeah let's do that," Myra said, wiping her eyes and taking out her wand.

"Guys, I think Raymond is somehow involved with this dragon," Shiro began to say. " I think we need to--"

"Shh, don't move, Shiro," Myra said, holding him down. "C'mon, Chet, let's get his shoulder back to normal."

"There, all done." Myra said, wrapping Shiro's newly healed shoulder in cloth. "We repaired the break, but it's going to take a few days to completely heal, so don't do anything with it just yet."

"Thanks guys." Shiro said, getting to his feet. Chet smiled and helped him up. "Just be thankful we're Wizards. If we were Muggles, you would've needed surgery."

"Well, if we were Muggles, we probably wouldn't be running for our lives from an enormous dragon either." Myra rightly pointed out. "Speaking of running for our lives, don't you think we should get started?"

"Not yet," Shiro said. "We're going down there to fight it."

"What!? Shiro, you're in no condition to even move that shoulder, let alone try and take down a bloodthirsty dragon with it!" Myra yelled. "You are NOT going down there! I won't let you!" She moved toward Shiro to grab his arm, but he was already hopping from ledge to ledge down the cascading walls toward the grounds below.

"SHIRO!" Myra cried after him. She whirled to face Chet. "C'mon, help me out here! We need to stop him."

"I think it's too late for that, Myra," Chet said with a mischievous sparkle in his eye. "At this point, our only option is to go and help him."

Laughing manically, Chet bounded down after Shiro.

"AGHH!" Myra screamed to no one in particular, stamping her feet on the ground. After that, she jumped down after them.

Fred and George arrived at Hogwarts when they saw the dragon. 

Fred: "This is no regular dragon..."

George: "No its not Freddie...this one..."

Fred and George: "Is a Romania dragon!"

The both flew down towards the dragon, and passed right under its red neck as it was tearing apart the west wing of the castle.

George: "We half to stop it!" he yelled over the wind and dragon roar.

Fred: "But how?!" he replied back almost running into a Slythern flag.

George knew of one guy, but where could he be among all of this mess.  He remembers him from first year at hogwarts.  Maybe he can help fight this blasted dragon.  But where to look?  George had a few good idea's, but none he was to sure about, and they only had enough time to look at maybe one or two.

Fred: "HOW GEORGIE?!" Fred said spitting on the Slythern flag that almost knocked him off his broom just a few seconds ago.  George, without saying anything stopped in mid-flight.  Fred traveled on a few feet, unaware at first of his twin's premature stop.  He came back to George with debris and flames flying around them.  Fred sheilded his eyes with his left and looking at his brothers soldom face.  "Geroge?  Whot's wrong brother? Are you-" Before he could say anything else, George took a nose dive. Straight down. "GEORGIE!" Fred followed with little thought.  He knew EXACTLY where his brother was going, but didn't know for the love of his sanity why.

Fred: "GEORGE! YOUR NOT SERIOUS ARE YOU?!" he said chasing after his brother who is swooping threw the castle arches upside down, right side up and sideways. "You're insaine!" Geroge stopped abruptly once more and tured and faced his brother.  He had a wild look in his face. "Georgie?"

George: "You know who I'm going after, he's the only one that can help us now.  Unless you would like to DIE! Then by all means, go kill it by yourself."

Fred: "You don't know what were up againts just a little magic-"

George: "Just-a little-MAGIC?! Fred were not kids anymore.  We have more important things to think about."

Fred: "Your worried about Wendy arn't you?" he said with a serious face.

George: "Yes, yes as a matter of fact I am.  I'm quite worried about her.  She seems, I dunno, like she's in a daze all the time, and I can only help her out of it. Not you, not mom, dad, Ron or Ginny.  Nobody but me can help her, and I can't die till thats fixed." he flew off again.

Fred: "Your not the only one that feels that way.  She needs both of us, not just you George." he flew after him.  After a few seconds George spoke again.

George: "She's different...I can tell."

Fred: "What?"

George: "There is something about her, she's going to be needed."

Fred: "Needed? How? When?"

George: "I don't know, but thats not important right now.  We need to find-AH HERE!" George turned the corner into a dead end cooradoor.

Fred: "Alright Georgie, you've lost your marbles.  All of them. Nothing is here!" George cohearent at this moment stopped at a statue wielding a Cod fish as a sword.  He hopped three times, spun clockwise 90 degrees, and knocked on the stone floor covered in a yellow substance.  Dragon blood no doubt. "Serious George there is nothin-" A mysterious door opened out of thin air and George crawled into it.

George: "Alright, now where is that light switch...he keeps it so dark in here..." suddenly a boy trips over George who is on his hands an knees.  The boy falls threw the passage way, and slides face first into the yellow dragon blood. "FOUND IT-OH! There you are Raymond!  You keep it very dark in there.  Maybe ad a candle or flower of some sort?  Maybe a house elf as a keeper of this-this...fine room you have.  It was quite easy to find."  He walked over and helped Raymond up.

Fred: "I knew this was who you were going after...Maybe I should just head back home and stay with Wendy.  Atleast SHE would want me there."

George: "Don't say that Fred, you know we need your expertiece in..."

Fred: "In what?  Flying into Slythern flags?" George snapped his fingers.

George: "EXACTLY!  You could blind fold the dragon!"

Fred: "How about I leave you with Raymond, and I go and find Hagrid.  I can watch after Fluffy or somethin..."

George: "Alright...sounds good I guess Fred...Meet ya at home for dinner!"

***FRED IS NOW MY ONLY MAIN CHARACTER, RAYMOND IS NOW ABLE TO USE GEORGE***

George is flying around inbetween archways in the halls searching frantically for his one and only twin. "Somethings wrong." he said under his breath. "Something is deffenetly wrong."  He flew out to where the red dragon was and he paused in awe and shock.  Fred was on the dragons head stabbing it in the eye with his wand.  The dragon was jerking its head back and forth wildly.  George was shocked at how Fred was staying on. "FRED!" George cried.  He saw Fred look up at him with dragon blood all over his face and nothing in his eyes.

Fred: "GET AWAY! HE'S MINE!" Fred hissed back at his brother.   With that split second of distraction, the Dragon jerked its head and Fred went flying back towards the creature's tail.  He hit the ground like a skipping stone on a calm lake and skipped three times finally being stopped by a tree.  Fred lay there in stillness for some time.  George dropped his broom stick and ran over to Fred.  Just as he arrived, Fred was getting up.  He was hurt and started to limp back towards the dragon.

George: "Fred, don't! You can't!  I won't let you!"  George stood infront of Fred and spread his arms out.  Fred hesitated for a second, then took his right hand, and pushed George out of the way with a powerful shove, but with little effort from Fred.  George fell to the ground and looked up and his twin.  "What has gotten into you Fred?!"

Fred turned around and had a huge scrape across his face.  No doubt from a dragon claw.

Fred: "Mind your own buisness George, I have to take care of this myself." He started walking towards the dragon.

George: "You'll die! You can't kill him with anything!  Ray only knows how to kill it, and he's going to need us both."

Fred: "The only person who needs me is Wendy.  She needs my protection.  Not you, or Hogwarts, or your friend Ray." Fred climbed up the back of the dragon as if he was a monkey climbing a tree.  George knew this wasn't normal.  Then he saw it.  On the back of his neck was a curse mark.  No doubt from a death eater.  George knew this was a simple spell to fix.  He pulled out his wand that he fell on.  Luckally it wasn't broken.  He pointed it at Fred.

George: "AHTROMA ZENTRAH!" a purple beam of light hits Fred on the back on the neck and he falls to the ground.  George drops his wand and runs to catch Fred.  He's able to get him right at the last second. "Fred, I don't know if you can hear me, but you did a good job.  I'm going to give you to Hagrid to be looked after till me and Ray are done with the dragon."

Fred: "Wen-dy....." Fred fainted.  George saw Hagrid trying to kick the dragon in the right foot.

George: "HAGRID! Please! Help Fred! Ray can help get rid of this dragon...just look after Fred for me ok?" He hands Fred over to Hagrid.  With his last ditch effort of regaining consisness, Fred spoke.

Fred: "Don't die...." George with a determined look on his face replied as he faced the dragon.

George: "Don't worry...I won't."

As Shiro, Chet, and Myra reached the ground, they could tell something had changed while they had been climbing down. On the tower wall, it had seemed that only teachers were fighting the dragon, but now they saw that 3 students were here too. Shiro recognized the Weasley twins, but there was someone else with a dark, flowing robe whipping around him as he dashed toward the dragon, staff outstretched.

Wait, Shiro thought, is that... no, it couldn't be. Is that-- Raymond?

Sure enough, the figure's hood blew back to reveal Raymond's determined face. There was something different about him, and not just the clothes. Something in his persona. There seemed to be an aura of power and eminence about him, as if everything was somehow under his control. 

"Shiro!" shouted Chet over the roar of the wind, snapping Shiro from his thoughts. "What do we do now?!"

Shiro looked over at them. Chet was squinting into the wind, wand in hand, while Myra had her face pressed down into her robes, just trying to keep her balance. A guttural roar ripped through them as the dragon turned to face their direction. Embers from the burning trees around them spun through the air, pelting the group. Shrio drew his wand, his eyes set firmly on Raymond, who was now standing directly in front of the approaching dragon.

"What do we do now?" Shiro repeated. "Now we go help Raymond."

George: RAY!  Oh bloody 'ell, are you alright?"

"Shiro!" Myra screamed, half in fright but mostly in rage. "What kind of idiot plan was this!?"

"Yeah, Einstein. Your mysterious little 'friend' here just turned into a dragon! Now we've got 3 instead of just 1!" echoed Chet, mostly in the same sentiment.

They had been only steps away from Raymond when he morphed into whatever he was now. Like Chet and Myra, Shrio was understandably surprised, but he didn't bother trying to explain to them that he had no way of knowing it was coming. It didn't look as if they would pay any attention to that.

"Well, what do we do NOW?!" Myra yelled angrily in Shiro's direction. "How about you come up with another brilliant plan. If were lucky enough to have it work and well as the last one, we might just end up eaten this time! Perfect!"

"Just hold on!" Shiro fired back. "I'm sure Raymond is still- well, I'm sure he won't-- he's in control, right? Let's just try and distract the Romanian dragon so Raymond can kill it."

"Why do you keep calling him Raymond!? It's a dragon, man! Obviously that kid was just possessed or something and now the dragon has taken his true form!" Chet yelled, waving his arms in exasperation. " 'Raymond' doesn't exist! Certain death, on the other hand, is VERY real, and is staring us in the face right now!"

"Just trust me, Chet. Raymond's got everything under control; I can just feel it somehow."

"Well, you're going to be feeling a lot of other things pretty soon, like dragon teeth ripping through your face--"

"Stop, STOP! Both of you!" Myra said, pushing in between the boys, who had been inching toward each other menacingly. "Of course we're going to die if we just keep standing here arguing like this. What we need is a plan, and unless you can come up with something better, Chet, I think we'll have to go with Shiro's."

"Are you crazy?! We're going to die! Do you really want to die before you and Shiro finally get to express your twoo wuvv fo each ovver?" Chet said, clasping his hands under his chin and batting his eyes dramatically.

"Shut up, Chet." Myra said, quickly looking down and turning away. " What happened to your 'Oh, we just have to help Shiro' laugh-like-a-maniac attitude up at the tower? Guess it's a little easier not to be a chicken until you're actually down here."

"All right, who's arguing now?" Shiro interjected, cutting off Chet, who was just about to come back with an appropriate response. "If we're going to distract the dragon, let's distract the dragon. C'mon- I've got an idea."

George: "Bloody hell...that dragons hand...Wait...Fred!" George saw out of the corner of his Fred pushing Hagrid away. "Not again..." Fred rolled up his sleeves and headed straight for the dragon, his blood still running down his face from where the dragon had scrached him.  "Fred you already prooved yourself, Wendy will be happy!"

Fred: "Quiet!" Fred climbed on the back of the dragon, but this time he didn't hurt the dragon at all.  He was commanding it.  Fred shot off the dragon's arm with an unfamiular spell that George did not know.  The dragon let out a long wail. "That arm was useless anyway dragon.  Now comes the real fun!"  Fred turned the dragon around to where Raymond was.  Fred put his wand ontop of the dragons head.

George: "That must be how he controls the dragon...but why is he doing this?  He's acting like before, but yet he's not.  Somethings up."  George ran towards the dragon.  Fred, who was smiling an evil grin at this point, saw George running towards him and commanded the dragon to swing his tail and hit George.  George fell back on the ground and was holding himself up with his elboe's.  "I have to try and fix this again.  Ray can't handle Fred AND the dragon, and I don't want Fred getting hurt.  Wendy would kill me." George reached for his back pocket to grab his wand, but it wasn't there.  He looked to his left and saw it next to Hagrid.  To George's right was his broom, and right infront of him was a dragon walking towards him.  Which one should he go after?  His wand or his broom?  Without thinking he got up and ran straight for his broom. "HAGRID! When I say now, throw me my wand!"  George picked up his broom and jumped on, just barely missing fire from the Romanian dragon.  He flew towards Hagrid who was holding his wand.  "NOW!"

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