hp next generation RP

Discussion in 'Fan Fiction' started by *LilySnape (01), Nov 20, 2011.

  1. Kris: Yeah... I wonder where Angie is...
     
  2. Hope: -Takes out wand and gives it a flick causing a vase to shatter immedatly- hehehe... yes I'm ready.
     
  3. - transfigures and runs to the owelry -
     
  4. Me: What have I done now?
    McGonagl: You aren't going to be part of Gryffindor anymore
    Me: What? Why not?!
    McGonagl: Seen as you are Slytherin's heir you have to move back into Slytherin. Do you understand?
    Me: Yes ma'am
    McGonagl: -Walks away-
     
  5. Kris: Watch yourself. Dragons aren't pushovers... You can't beat the with pure strength... Even I'm not strong enough to do that yet...
     
  6. I tried fighting a dragon once, it gave me this -points at the scar on my right cheek-
     
  7. - grabs my owl, writes a letter quickly - to the ministry now!
     
  8. Kris: Yeah, my point exactly... Hope... Just be careful...
     
  9. (What does the letter say?)
     
  10. - disaperates to the ministers office -
     
  11. Hope: -- I'll be good Uncle Kris. -Smiles then looks over at McGonagal- If Aunt Angie doesn't hurry up she'll miss the task! --
     
  12. (I'm playing as Angie till Angie comes back )
    Angie: *Runs into the tent* Sorry I'm late! I was napping *Meows*
     
  13. -Pulls out my wand- Damn! I must of picked dads up by mistake!
     
  14. Minister- whats up? I just got your letter

    Draco- Is there some where quiet?

    Minister- yes

    ( they walk to a quiet room )
     
  15. Hope: Aunt Angie! -Smiles- Yikes it's McGonagal.

    McGonagal: Is everybody ready to choose their dragons?
     
  16. (Me playing as Angie could quickly get awkward, though...)
    Kris: Hey honey, are you sure you want to do this?

    Angies: *Grins* My nane came out of the cup, so I'm pretty much forced to! *Laughs at Kris's worried face* Look, we're competing against each other... That said, *Kisses him quickly and then giggles and turns away*
     
  17. ( I'm confused Josh, what was in the letter? )
     
  18. *apperates to front row and sits down* now, where's my darling hope…