hp next generation RP

Porrim: I swear, if you play any tricks *bats her eyelashes, her eyes filled with rage* and I will fuck you up. Not a threat sweetheart, a promise. *she whispers as she slips out of her room*
Kanaya: *locking the door*
Dave: I wonder where's she's hiding...

 

Rose;
Looks at him. "Why do I recognize you?" Sighs as Porrim leaves.

Lily;
Moves her hand out of Dave's, noticing she still has a hold of it. "Urm... She said she was in the library?"

 

Lucia: -Sighs as Porrim walks out- I better go comfort her...

 

(Scratch that post)

 

Lucia: -Apparates into Porrim's room-

 

Neil: I'm Neil Potter-falls off the door when Porrim goes out-ouch me head hurts

 

Porrim: *hissing with rage, her labret moving uncomfortably against her scowl* Lucia, not now. Mommy is very upset...
Dave: Then to the restricted section- *walks to the restricted area*
Kanaya: *hides in the corner if her room*

 

Lily;
Follows Dave. "Kanaya?"

Rose;
Chuckles and offers her hand to him. "Need a hand?"

 

Lucia: I'm not leaving you. -Sits in front of the door- I'll give you space and stay silent but I am not leaving this room.

 

Neil: -gets up-nah it's good-sits down on ground-I wanna be a professor here

 

Porrim: *snaps, accidentally pushing over her potted plant* Mother is very angry right now, please leave!
Dave: Aye yo, Kanny.
Kanaya: *starts freaking out about the tournament*

 

Rose;
"A Professor?" Raises an eyebrow. "What did you say your last name was?"

 

Neil: Potter

 

Lucia: -Stays sat, watching her-

 

Lily;
"She's not here..." Sends a patronus to Kanaya which finds her and speaks through it. "Hey Kanaya. You okay? Come meet me and Dave and we'll chill and figure out what the heck to do. We'll meet you outside of your common room." Tugs on Dave's arm and pretty much drags him to the RCR.

 

Rose;
"That makes you my cousin and I've never even heard of you." Folds her arms looking stubbornly at him.

 

Neil: because over 21 or something centuries old I'm more like an old grandfather

 

Rose;
Wrinkles her nose. "That's gross... but okay. And what are you interested in teaching?"

 

Neil: what classes are open to be teached-looks at her-it's not gross I look more like 25 years old

 

Porrim: *eyes dart to the broken plant, shrieking*
Kanaya: *stepping out into the RCR, her hair messy and her outfit screwed up* What?
Dave: Hey kid. *waves*