Young Writers Society

Ever wanted to be a student at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Socery? Well here's your chance. Make a student, choose your house, and make your wand. Have classes ranging from Potions to Divination. Note: Please no special abilities like being a Parseltounge or any special items like an Invisibility Cloak. Also, don't play already existing characters (ex. Hermonie, Harry, Ron, Padma, ect...). It might sound temptinf, but please advoid those objects. If you are new to Harry Potter, PM and I'll help you.


Name:Ashton Norton
Gender:Male
Hair:Brown
Skin:White
Eyes:Changes between Blue and green
Wand:Wood-Maple Core-Phoenix Tail Feather Length-15in
House:Ravenclaw
Year:4

Due to my venerable age, the wonderful Ash has permitted me to play a professor!

Name: Thornton "Thorn" Procom
Gender: Male
Wand: Yew, dragon heartstring, 15 3/4"
Occupation: Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher
House: Head of Slytherin House
Age: 34
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 194lbs
Hair: Blonde
Eyes: Brown
Personality: Often cold, but very fair and shows no real favoritism toward Slytherin House in anything besides Quidditch. There are rumors about his homelife, that he had a wife and a daughter and son. But these things are mere speculation, as no one has ever gotten the nerve to confront him to actually ask.
There have been rare sightings of him laughing and joking with the other professors, but always keeps the students at the length of an arm, not allowing any one of them to become exceptionally close to him.

HA HA HARRY POTTER!!! I'M SO IN!!!


Name: Alice Johnson
Gender: Female
Wand: Hazel, pheonix feather, 19 inches
House: Griffondor
Age: 13
Year: 3

15 and 19 inch wands? Um, they're slightly ... long.

What time period is this set in?

Jack have you not seen harry potter?

*The Harry Potter I would guess would maybe a few years after HP7. And 15 I think would be okay but, 19 is too long.*

Hmm...sounds cool. I'll join.

Name: Lindsay Allen
Gender:Female
Year:4
Appearance: Brown hair, hazel eyes, caucasion, 5' 4"
Wand:Mahogony, Unicorn tail hair-13 1/2 inch
House:Slytherin

I'm in!

Name: Margaret Moon (Nicknames are Mar and Meg)
Gender: F
Year: 3
Wand: 12", birch, phoenix feather
House: Ravenclaw

Apperance

Hair: deep bronze; medium curly
Skin: oddly pale
frame: bony and tall
Eyes: grey

I am so in! *sobs over Hedwig*

Name: Inu Ashwood
Gender: Female
Year: 4th
House Ravenclaw
Wand: Willow, 13in, Werewolf tooth
Hair: short, white/blonde
Skin: tanned olive
Eyes: gold
Build: lanky but sturdy, muscular but it doesn't show, curvy
Face: big eyes, flat nose, large face, sharp cat-like features
Personality: wisecracker, never follows the rules and never gets caught, loves to play with the teachers wits and boundaries, loyalty is the top priority to her
Patronus: Bobcat
Specialty spell: Avis

I stepped off the Hogwarts Express and into the pouring rain. I ran towards the nearest carriage and got on with three other people. I reconized them as Meg, Inu, and Alice.

"Hey Ash," they all said.

"Hi," I replied.

"Have a good summer?" Alice asked.

"Boring, but yeah. I'm glad I don't have O.W.L.s till next year."

Inu smiled, "Hey guess what I learned over the summer."

The carriage shuddered and took off. Everyone looked at Inu with slight irritation, usually she came back each year with another crazy spell and wreaked havoc with it.

She giggled at their expressions, "Don't worry. I'm not that good at it and it's totally harmless...to us." That didn't help.

She whipped out her whiteish wand and pointed it towards the floor of the carriage, "Expecto Patronum!"

A silvery vapor slid out of her wand and went to the bottom of the floor. There it slowly took shape of a very foggy cat.

Inu frowned, "Well it's supposed to be a bobcat but I can't make it clear enough so people can tell."

A wave of relief flooded Ash, Alice and Meg; nothing had exploded, no one was hurt, instead a blurry bobcat was pouncing about the bottom of the carriage.

I stood there, waiting for the next carrigae after the other one left. I got onto the next one with a few people that I didn't know.

"Damn this rain sucks. It's ruining my hair too!" One girl complained. I rolled my eyes.

"Just a little water. Never taken a bath before?" I said. She glared at me and the ride was pretty silent. The carriage came to a stop and I hopped off, and walked into the swarm of students anxious to be back at school.

"The Patronus Charm," said Meg from her corner of the carriage. "Very nice. I tried learning it in first year, I didn't get much beyond silver vapor. I didn't need to know it in second, because You-Know-Who fell." She moved her foot away from the snarling bobcat.

"It's kinda creepy," commented Alice.

"But in a powerful sort of way," said Inu, defending her Patronus. "Why don't you give it a flick, Meg?" Meg shook her head.

"It's not officially the school year yet."

"Said Miss Primsy Toes," teased Ash. "Don't want Minister Weasley, to see a blemish on your book, huh?" Meg stared at him, sitting rigidly, shadows flickering in the carriage.

"Just because I want to be an Auror-" the carriage shook violently with a sudden force, knocking the students into each other.

"What the bloody hell was THAT?"

"Must I really begin the school year by taking premature points from Ravenclaw?"

The warmth of Thornton Procom was best described as frigid. He stood tall and fit, with a prominent nose and strong jaw. His hair, a honey blonde, was cut short, a pair of shining brown eyes glaring at those in the car.

With a frown at the shaking, Thorn stuck his head out of the car before poking it back in.

The Professor looked from Meg to Inu with a bit of a sneer. "You should know better than to be throwing about powerful spells such as the Patronus, children," he hissed. Thorn had been a big supporter of Albus Dumbledore, and remembered the whole debacle concerning Harry Potter.

Still a bit of a new teacher at the school, Thorn had taken quite the shine to his position as Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher and the Head of the Slytherin House. If not for his slightly cold ways, he might have been seen as warm and inviting. He had the face of a father perhaps, though kept his home life a vast and dark secret.

"If I am forced to return to this car, I will not be leaving it until we arrive at Hogwarts."

It was with that clipped ending he wafted down the corridor, hiding the worry on his young face from the students. He wanted to know what had caused the train to jump, himself.

(You know, I vaguely remember there being a usergroup of something exactly like this... which brings me believe that this probably won't work...)