Harry Potter And The Hogwarts Tales--#2

Esmeralda_Tate

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We are trying this again. Do not screw it up this time.

Disclaimer: All characters in this role play are 18+

Come join the magical world of Harry Potter. It is alright if you haven't read all the books, just as long as you've seen all the movies and have a general idea of whats going on. We don't have to stick entirely to the books. Those who are dead can still be alive in our role play. We can be flexible with things like that. One thing I would like to remain the same however is the characters personalities. For example, if one made Lucius Malfoy suddenly holding a teddy bear and writing romantic poetry while crying to a woman, well that just wouldn't work. Try and keep their actions, demenours etc, as close to the way they are in the books as possible. Of course there isn't BDSM in the books but there sure can be in our thread! We can always have certain characters be interested in things like that. I just hope you all understand what I mean when I say to keep their personalities as close to the books as possible. I hope it all makes sense.

A good story line must come first before sexual contact. This isn't just "a romp in the hay" sort of story so to speak.

You must contact me first with the character(s) that you wish to play before you go and put up your bios!

Do not move other people's characters around without their permission. Take care of your own characters actions.

DO NOT MOVE THE PLOT QUICKLY! TAKE YOUR TIME SO OTHERS HAVE A CHANCE TO INTERACT AND RESPOND! I AM LOOKING FOR LONG DETAILED POSTS ON A SLOWER PACE. IF YOU DO NOT FOLLOW THIS RULE AND POST ONE LINERS AND FLOOD THE THREAD YOU WILL BE ASKED TO LEAVE THIS THREAD. NO EXCEPTIONS!

We will begin in the 7th year at Hogwarts. Plot suggestions are open. I would like to have sub plots within the main plot and perhaps go back in time during James, Lily, Sirius, Remus, and Severus' time. There is alot that can be done with those characters as well.



My first character:

Name: Esmeralda Tate
Age: 18
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 120 lbs
Hair Color: Blonde
Eye Color: Blue
House: Ravenclaw

Personality: Esmeralda is a pure blood witch born to a middle class respected family. She is highly intelligent and has done well in all of her classes except for Potions. It's not the subject matter that keeps her from succeeding because she finds it quite facinating. No, its rather her Professor that becomes the distraction. She harbors a secret obsession for him and finds it hard to concentrate. Esmeralda is a bit of a masochist and sometimes does things wrong on purpose just so that Snape will berate her. Its the humiliation that shes after.

Esmeralda is quite submissive by nature and has a very soft side to her. Shes always there to lend a hand and is very loyal to her friends. She was almost placed in Hufflepuff but the Sorting Hat put her in Ravenclaw instead. Her strongest classes are Care of Magical Creatures, Transfiguration, Herbology, and Charms. Besides Potions, she is also secretly intrigued with Defense of the Dark Arts.

She has an older brother who works in the library. They have always been rather close. She has a few friends who are close to her but prefers to spend time reading and drawing. Shes very artistic and open minded. At times she can read peoples minds and emotions.

Esmeralda is a rather attractive girl with long blonde hair that is parted down the middle and cascades down to the middle of her back. Her eyes are a pale blue and her face is oval with defined cheek bones. She has soft pouty lips and a genuine smile. Her body is quite curvacious but she keeps it hidden under her robes. She doesn't go and flaunt herself but she has fantasies of doing such things when shes in Potions class. Shes the type that likes to sit on the outside and watch the inside. Shes very inquisitive and charming and hardly anybody has anything negative to say about her. Sometimes people don't even know shes there because of how quiet she is. Even though shes passive there is a dark side to her that will emerge when pushed too far. She's quite good at transforming herself into creatures and then watching things from afar. She also carries quite a powerful wand that houses Unicorn hair in the core.

You never know when Esmeralda Tate may be watching you...

My Second Character:

Name: Lily Evans (Young) (For when we go back in time)

Because we can be flexible with some of the plot I am going to have it where Lily and Severus have a sort of relationship during their time when we get to playing the part in the past. James and Severus end up fighting over her. I will develop her character more once we get closer to playing the past.

IC:

It was raining. All the students ran with their robes covering their heads as quickly as they could to get inside the castle before the storm fully approached. Esmeralda was trying to get inside but her books kept slipping from her arms and she had to repeatedly bend down to retreive them. Her classmates were passing her up and before she even made it inside her hair was soaking wet and dripping to the floor. Wiping the water from her face she looked around to see the familiar castle that she spent most of her years at still the same. A slow smile formed her lips and she headed to the Ravenclaw dormitory to settle her belongings before the great feast.

It was a new year and everybody was talking with excitement as they put their things away. Esmeralda listened quietly as her roomates talked fast and loud. She brushed out her golden hair and then hung up her robes to dry. She was hungry and this would give her a opportunity to see how the others were and talk about their summer vacations.

Inside the Great Hall there was a buzz of energy and her large eyes scanned the room. She looked at the Gryffindor table and saw the trio then looked at the Slytherin table to see Malfoy and his goons. Slowly, ever so slowly she looked at the head table and saw the dark hair and then the face of her Potions Professor. He didn't see her but she kept looking at him trying to read his mind. She felt as though she almost got something but was then disctracted as she was pulled towards her seat. Taking a deep breath she sat down and watched as the food magically appeared before her. She always loved that, everything looked so good. She was feeling rather giddy though and couldn't concentrate. Even though she wanted to eat she also wanted to watch all the action before her. She was well aware of all the negative things that had happened at Hogwarts throughout the years and she couldn't help but wonder what would transpire this year. It was the last year. She had to make it her best. Voices were all around her now but she kept her eyes searching the Hall determined to watch everybody without being noticed, at least she didn't think she would be noticed....
 
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Name: Severus Snape
age: early 40's
height: 5'11"Hair/eyes: black/brown
occupation: Potions master
Head of slytherin house

IC
The dark and bruding professor sat behind the staff table at Dumbledore's left hand, he watched as the students filed in in 1's and twos, and in groups as they came in from the poring rain which fell outside. His dark eyes regarded the clouds skudding across the enchanted ceiling before sweeping to the house tables, they fell across the griffindor table, spotting the Granger girl. Such a prissy haughty witch, wouldn't he like to take her down a peg or two he thought to himself as he continued his sweep. His eyes found Esmeralda tate, and couldn't help lingering there, although a terrible student in potions, she was quite easy on the eyes, and made a potions master want to besmearch his honor by asking of things from that young woman. He prided himself that his students earned the grades he gave them, but still, if he were going to be that lecherous she would be the student to approach, she was always just skating above the failing line in potions. He did not even know why she didn't stop after OWL level potions, how did that silly girl think she would pass a NEWT in potions?
No matter, if everything went as planned, tests would be the last thing tthis class of 7th years would need to worry about. The dark lord was growing powerful, very powerful, and the disappearance of Cherity the muggal studies professor was spreading rumors like wildfire through the school. He turned to regard the headmaster who seemed as happy at seeing the students as ever. That man was as good at hiding his true feelings as Snape himself was, however, he hid behind joviality, not the bruding anger and scorn he showed to his students.
he gestured to where the first years were being lead in by Professor Mcgonagall, He leaned in to Dumbledore, "See the one in the back, there's another one who managed to fall in." he commented trying to keep the scorn and mocking laughter for the poor young student out of his voice.
 
Jade

Name: Jade Boleyn
Age: 18
Height: 5'5"
Weight: 130 lbs
Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color: Green
House: Slytherin
Background:pureblood
Useful Information: Jade is a pureblood witch. Her mother had been married to Regulus Black and had Jade's brother.She was widowed by him and married Andrew Boleyn.Soon after having jade and her sister, he left them and Jade's mother is raising Jade by herself. Jade's mother followed the Dark Arts and is a Death Eater.Jade is not the brightest, but she falls back on being related to someone with the Black name and also her dad's name of Boleyn, that once was very powerful, to keep her going.To the teachers, Jade is the sweet perfect ( maybe even a little ditzy) student. But to her peers, Jade is the essence of mean.She berates people constantly and really only gets along with the other students in Slytherin.

Looking at Jade and being around her, you'd think she's the more dominant type of woman.But the people that know her, are the ones that know that she loves being controlled by guys.It's kind of a turn on for her, when guys are agressive and jealous.

She has an older brother and an older sister, but they left as soon as they were out of school and she hasn't seen them since.Jade doesn't have a lot of friends. She's acquanted with most people in Slytherin and most of the people at HOgwarts have heard of her, but Jade only has a select group of Slytherin friends.

What Jade lacks in personality and kindness, she makes up for in looks.She's strikingly attractive.SHe has brown hair that goes down to her hips and she usually wears it in numbers of different ways.All of them to show off her face.She has beautiful green eyes and that's where her parents got her name from. She's very curvy and flaunts it at every oppurtnity.Her proportions are just right though.SHe has high cheekbones and full lips that make her stand out even more.

Jade is always the center of attention.No matter where she goes, she's loud and sometimes even obnoxious.Even though she's such a tease and a bitch, she' s a virgin.SHe doesn't think anyone she's met so far is good enough.


IC:
Jade hurried out of the now drenching rain into Hogwarts.SHe continued into the Great Hall.Her hair was matted to her face and her robes were dripping.She sat down among some friends and surveyed the first years.

She openly made fun of the first years.Jade was making it a point for them to know that if they were anywhere in her prescence she would humiliate them.Jade smiled to herself before wringing out her now sopping wet robes.She could have easily used a spell but simply didn't feel like it.She looked up at the teachers and wondered whose classes she would be failing this year.
 
Harry Potter
Age:18
Height: 5'10
Weight: 110
Features:With messy dark hair and shockingly green eyes Harry has the features of his murdered parents, James and Lily.
Personality:Also called "the-boy-who-lived" and "the chosen one" Harry is believed to be the only one who can defeat Voldemort. As the years passed Harry has become quite more moody. He can sulk for hours but he still has two best friends Ron and Hermione. Despite his short temper and sometimes harsh words the three have always stuck together.
Harry is currently dating and quite smitten with Ginnevra (Ginny) Weasley, his best friends sister. He loves strong-willed women such as Ginny. Harry also has a thing for popular girls. Harry is still a virgin but hopes that Ginny will cure that this year.

Dean Thomas
Age:18
Height: 5' 8
Weight: 120
Personality: Dean is generally outspoken. He and his best friend Seamus share a dorm, and are decently good friends with Harry. However Dean still likes his ex-girlfriend Ginny which creates a slight resentment.
Dean has slept with Lavender Brown, ron's ex-girlfriend, and was quite upset when he could not have ginny. Now he waits for a second chance.
 
Harry

Harry and Ginny ran through the rain toward the castle. Once through the doors they stopped and ducked into a small alcove. Harry kissed Ginny passionately. Once again he felt as if he were living out a part of somone else's life. He could not believe that something so wonderful as this feeling could exist while voldemort was out there. He would give anything to have all of Ginny. He felt his pants stretch as his erection grew stronger. He hoped noone could see.
At that exact moment Dean Thomas walked by. With jealousy and longing he saw Ginny and Harry kissing. He bumped into Harry.
"Oi! sorry harry. Didn't see you there." he said as he hurried into the great hall.
Harry knew that Dean was just jealous but now was not the time to worry. He and Ginny entered the Great hall and he left Ginny with her friends and sat with ron and hermione. He noticed the quiet ravenclaw girl that was in their potions class, Esmeralda was it?, entering and than staring at the staff table. He wondered what had gotten into her but did not dwell on it as he and his friends started discussing their plans for the year.
 
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Dean

After Dean bumped Harry and Ginny he entered the great hall. He saw the Slytherin girl Jade come in. He had always had an attraction to her, nothing campared to what he felt for Ginny, but he would probably never act. Gryffindor and Slytherin are like two sides of a coin. It would be fraternizing with the enemy. Everyone knew that many slytherins had their alleigance with the dark lord.
Dean was starving. As the banquet appeared on the golden plates he dug in. He glanced up to see Harry and Ginny holding hands across the table. He swallowed his mouthful of food and pushed away his plate. His appetite was gone. His best friend Seamus tried to cheer him up, saying there were more fish in the sea and that the cute seventh year girl they did not know was eyeing him. However nothing worked. Dean was smitten and he would not rest till he had revenge on Harry Potter or at least had Ginny back for himself.
 
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(OOC)
Name: Dominic Denton
Age: 18
Height: 6'1
Hair Color: black with blue highlights
Eye Color: green
House: Hufflepuff
Appearance: Dominic was a runner before he came to Hogwarts and has as such, he has frail upper body but a very strong and defined lower body. His oversized robes make him look smaller than he actually is, even the teachers think he is in younger years. His facial features are soft and fairy like, he also has small foot long fairy wings that sprout from his back.
Personality: he is over defensive and has a short temper, often resorting to physical attacks when enraged, rather then using is magic. He generally stays away from everyone else unless he feels that they don’t want to hurt him. His fairy like nature occasionally comes to the surface, making him a nice person until a single bad thing sends him back in to a depressed state.
History: Dominic’s heritage is believed to have had fairy blood somewhere in it, causing his strange appearance. How e ended up in an orphanage however is a mystery, as is how he gets to school before everyone. When he was being placed in the houses, the hat couldn’t decide where to put him, he didn’t stand out in any category and didn’t really fit in anywhere, so he was put in to Hufflepuff due to the low numbers they were experiencing that year. His life at Hogwarts was uneventful, he wandered about and broke some rules but he tended to stay under the radar, he did that so well that one of his teacher didn’t even know who he was when he took his latest tests.


(IC)
The Hufflepuff house table was always roomy, you still knocked elbows with the person next to you, but compared to the rest of the houses it was like private seating. Dominic liked it this way, he didn’t get touched but the people he didn’t like and he doesn’t really like anyone. He had barely touched the food in front of him, he just sipped on a flask of butterscotch schnapps and looked up at the stormy enchanted ceiling as he counted the seconds until he could leave. His eyes surveyed the room, the Slytherin’s were messing about and making a fuss as usual, Gryffindor was retaliating and the Ravenclaw’s watched on intently, no one cared what the Hufflepuff students did, not even he Hufflepuff students. His eyes drifted to the Ravenclaw’s, he could have sworn he saw someone over there watching him, but he dismissed it as paranoia and wet about his business, even if he couldn’t shake the feeling that the was being watched.
 
Matt Black

Name: Mattramas 'Matt' Black
Age: 18
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 120 lbs
Ravenclaw
Half Blood
A Metamorphmagus (Born) An Animagus (Learnt in year 5, but is unregistered)
Hair : Varies usually dark green
Eyes: Usually Hazel
Patronus: Fox
Wand: Mahogany 11 inch with unicorn hair
Animagus: Fox
Favoured Class: Transfiguration (Obviously)

History: The Son of an Auror and Metamorphagus, Matt is related to the blacks and Malfoys as Matt's father is the distraught cousin of Bellatrix Black, Narcissa Malfoy, Adromeda Tonks & Sirius Black (among others) and was disowned by the family when he fell in love with a Muggle.

His mother died During childbrith and his father not long after at the hands of voldemort, Matt was raised by his Wizarding Grandfather (A strict pureblood) Matt took on the distinct abilities that his father had and was a Metamorphmagus.

Quickly learning transfiguration at Hogwarts, Matt dreamt of becoming an Animagus like his father, and in his 5th year was eventually able to take on the form of a fox.

Personality: Matt is joyful, yet loves to learn, and only joined ravenclaw after deciding he wanted to be in the same house as his father, who was also in Ravenclaw. He has a love of Transfiguartion being adept at both Animagus and Metamorphmagus, and is quick-witted and enjoyable. He's does not agree with his grandfather's outlook on Mudbloods and muggles.

IC:
Matt grinned as he showed some the second years his 'tricks as he called them slowly letting the colour of his hair change from a green to a red, before letting his face turn into that of the hated potions proffessor, Severus Snape.

That had drawn a great laugh out of all the students around him, and he could see some of the proffessor, notably the large proffessor hagrid, chuckling slightly as they watched him play around with snapes face, doing dum looks and blowing rasberries.

Eventually he grew tired of showing off, and turned back to his food, his face returning to its normal self (if it could be called normal) with his favoured dark green hair, drooping just over his eyes.

He smiled looking around at the first years and also looking around at the older students as well, wondering whom he could chat to, as his best friend hadnt come back this year after falling ill.

Out of the corner of his eye he noticed Draco Malfoy, whom he was distantly related to, laughing at the first years and felt a pang of anger, the first years were here to lear not to be bullied.

he continued looking around the hall, eventually looking at his fellow members of Ravenclaw, and noticed a girl whom he vaguely thought was Esmeralda looking towards the teachers.
 
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Jade watched as some of her fellow seventh years walked in.She knew most of them but didn't talk to them much.She noticed Dean looking at her when she walked in, but a glare at him had him turning back to think of his beloved Ginny.

Jade quickly got bored with bullying the first years. She watched in boredom as Draco continued taunting them.Her friends were busy talking about all the latest gossip.Mostly about what things they had done over the summer.
 
Philibuster Govern strode into the hall late for the meal. As was often the case, when the rest of the school was away from the quidditch pitch he liked to go there. Not to play quidditch, that was a child's game the school had no business with as far as he was concerned, but to practice combat flying. With his Redwood and Chimera Sinew wand casting false magical missiles at random seats, he found the hoops, the stands and the supporting structure all made excellent areas to practice. Hadn't potter proved just three years back how important broom skill really was when he'd faced down the dragon at the Triwizard Cup? And with Voldemort back, it could only be a matter of time before those who opposed him were called on to fight him and his death eaters.

It would be the biggest challenge of his life. As a Slytherin, he had made precious few friends in the other houses. And he hadn't tried overly hard to cultivate any. So far he'd offered just a little covert help to Potter, such as learning about the Pixie trap intended for the Triwizard maze and freeing them before they could be used, but as soon as the rest of Slytherin realized he was there not as a supporter of Voldemort but simply because he truly did quest for power, he would have to throw his lot in with Potter to survive.

As he walked past the Ravenclaw table, he saw the witch he had been fantasizing about since the day he entered Hogwarts, Esmerelda Tate. She had an obsession with his house head, Snape, but that didn't stop him toying with her. Hell, who knew, perhaps one of these days he could share her with Snape, now THAT would knock Malfoy right out of Snape's good books.

"Evening Tits," he growled, slipping his hand around her, "You look good enough to eat." It was a crude nickname, Essie Tits being just a mangling of her real name into a crudity, but given how she seemed to react to such treatment he had no intention of stopping doing it. Of course, he always had to make sure he had his wards and defenses up. She'd tried to curse him in embarrassed revenge more than once.
 
Snape's gaze fell on the Govern boy strowing in as if he owned the place, late as usual. Instead of just walking to his seat he paused to grope Esmeralda tate. One black eyebrow raised in curiosity at this action, what was he doing, he didn't recall them being together. He glared openly at the wayward student, even if he normally did not stop arassment of the other students it did not look good on his house to have him interupting the sorting cerimony just before it started just so he could grope some ravenclaw. His glare could peal varnish off a broom he nodded at the slytherin table as if to say sit down.
 
Esmeralda in the Great Hall

Esmeralda was sitting quite peacefully in her seat eating the food before her when her eyes drifted over to her Potions Professer yet once again. He was talking with Dumbledore about something and had a sadistic look on his face. She narrowed her eyes and tried to read his mind but nothing would come of it. She had always had an obsession with her Professor ever since her 3rd year at Hogwarts. In the begining he frightened her terribly but then she began to fantasize and those fantasies grew darker in nature. She kept her infatuation to herself although she had heard that some people knew about it. She hoped that the Professor himself wasn't one of them. She would be embarrassed if he knew just what was on that mind of hers. She continued to watch until his dark eyes roamed over to the Ravenclaw table, then she quickly looked away and sought out the Hufflepuffs.

The Hufflepuffs never caused much trouble. She was almost sorted into the house so she has a good understanding of their nature. Dominic was quite an intriguing wizard. She was completely enthralled with his Fairie wings. She never seen such a thing on a person before. She would sometimes watch as they moved back and forth slowly always wanting to touch them to see how they felt. Dominic appeared to be uninterested in the nights festivities. She heard rumours about his short temper and often wondered why he wasn't put into Slytherin. His features were soft though and that she admired. She did watch him and he seemed to sense that fact. She smiled and then blushed a pretty shade of pink. Her attention was then brought over to Matt, a Ravenclaw classmate of hers.

Matt always liked to show off for the younger students. This time he was changing his hair color and changing his face to look like Snape's. She furrowed her brow as she watched. She was well aware that most of the students disliked the Potions Professor and enjoyed making fun of him. She liked Matt though and didn't really find any harm in what he was doing although she continued to glance back at the Head Table to see if Snape caught on to his antics. "Oh Matt, you really do like making a spectacle of yourself don't you?" She said with a laugh. She then took another bite of her food and watched him sit down at the table. She found him to be a very facinating Wizard with all the transformations he could do. She also had an interest in such things but was nowhere as talented with it as Matt was.

Her smile soon faded when she heard a voice call out to her and use those god awful names. She hated those nicknames and immediately she knew it was Philibuster. He was a good looking boy, most of the girls and some boys thought so too. She even heard that he had a crush on her. He certainly enjoyed teasing her. He had been doing it for years. He must enjoy sadistically tormenting her and seeing the reaction she gave him. Her eyes looked up at him and glared. "Stop calling me that Philibuster!" She snapped and pushed him hand away. She could hear some of the Slytherins laughing and this caused her face to turn bright red with embarrassment. She almost shrunk in her seat as eyes looked upon her. She didn't know that Snape saw all of this. "I would have thought by now you would have grown up. Apparently not" She said sharply and then quickly looked away afraid to meet anyones gaze...
 
The rousing laughter from the Slytherin table only encouraged him to go further, at least with what he was saying. By now there was no doubt that the professors would be looking in their direction, so groping her again would not be a wise idea. He might not care too much what people thought of him, but he did not want to get thrown out of the school. Still, he could always gently tease her.

"Oh, come on now, you know you like it..."

He grinned as he waved his wand at his throat and chanted a minor spell. "Canis Voca."

Then he finished the sentence he'd already started with one of the corniest jokes he could use. "RUFF!" The sound was a dog's bark, making a pun between liking it rough and liking it because she was a dog/bitch. He waved his wand again to dispell the spell and turned to walk to the Slytherin table and joined the feast. Out of the corner of his eye he caught Professor Snape's glare and gave him a look of feigned innocence as if to say "What, I'm just being friendly." There had never been a great relationship between him and Professor Snape. He was one of the few Slytherin's who didn't live and die by the professor's every glance. The positive attention would be good, but if the rumors about Snape being a death eater were true then the relationship would have to end anyway.
 
Harry

" I think this year is bound to be fun, but we've still got to be careful about Voldemort as well" Harry said to his friends. They were planning for their final year. As the blabbering continued he looked down the table at Ginny wondering what types of "fun" they might have this year. But he was worried. Voldemort was so strong now. He pushed the thought aside and continued eating and chatting with his friends.
 
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Esmeralda thought the humiliation was over but then Philibuster just had to go and make his voice bark like a dog and say what he said. Another wave of anger flashed through her and she suddenly turned around and faced him. "You think thats funny huh?" From the outside it appeared as though she was really pissed off about it but deep down she couldn't help the fact that she was excited by his actions. She was in denial about her own feelings.

She then glanced over to the Head Table and realized that Snape had been watching the entire fiasco. She gasped with surprise and instead of redness on her cheeks, a pale white took over. She looked back at Philibuster. She raised her wand and pointed it at the cup of juice that she had been drinking from and muttered a spell that sent the cup flying over and the juice spilling out all over Philibuster's robes. A look of satisfaction filled her face and she couldn't help but laugh once his Slytherin classmates pointed at him and jeered. Taking a deep breath she slowly sat back down again and smirked. "Enjoy the rest of your food Philibuster" she said in a quiet and calm voice. She then glanced over at Jade before returning to her Ravenclaw peers...
 
Snape's glare settled fully on Esmeralda now, bringing the full force of his scorn and wrath upon her. He did not say anything, for he had respect for revenge, but he hoped his look was enough to shock her into no further action. He then turned back to the headmaster and made a comment about the students in rare form this night.
"Yes severus, they seem agitated, the prospect of lord voldemort close to making his move can not be ignored."
"Yes you are right headmaster." responded the dour potions master, and he fell silent once again watching the first years lining up for the sorting cerimony.
 
She was good. The revenge had been unexpected and swift. He'd let his guard down as he returned to the Slytherin table and had paid for it. A quick wave of his wand left him dry and clean again, but he had still been the butt of the joke as much as she had. Yes, she was good.

"Occulus!" he said, jerking his wand at the plate she was eating from. At once two tiny eyes, visible only to her, appeared on the place, staring directly at her breasts. He smiled as he saw her robed body before him. No doubt she would cover the eyes, or simply move the place, but for now he had a nice vision before him. He sat down at the Slytherin table and waited to see what she would do.

At the teacher's table, he was aware that Professor Snape and one or two of the other teachers were growing frustrated with the display in front of the new first years. It was time to stop and make this his last spell. Whatever she did in revenge now, he would not respond. He had, after all, made his point. She was good. So was he.
 
Matt Black

Matt smiled and moved down the table towards Esmeralda as Philibuster began to grope her, god he hated the buy, Philibuster was nothing but an annoying waste of space.

Matt nodded politely as he eventually managed to sit next to Esmeralda, and laughed as she mgically threw her goblet over Philibuster.

'Esmeralda, as always I think you got too easily on that creep, after all he does to you, he deserves a lot worse.'

He drained his own goblet, 'Anyway, you up for a game of chess or anything later?'
 
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Dominic was feeling exceptionally paranoid when some of Hufflepuff’s new female students who had been going around and introducing themselves started eyeing him and asking him questions about his wings, were the real? Did they work? They only sopped asking questions to argue wit each other about the answer. He placed his wand on the table and balanced a spoon on it’s tip, a bit of chicken on the end, he looked at the other tables and tried to figure out where this would end up "I hope it hits someone in Slytherin, green asshats" the students around m jumped a his fist slammed in to the spoon ad the table, sending the chicken arching in to the sky.
 
Jade had been watching Esmeralda and Philibuster doing their spells and trying to humiliate the other one.Philibuster did the Occulus spell

"Oh yeah, Let's Be a typical guy and find a way to stare at her boobs."

Jade laughed with some of the girls and turned back to her plate when a piece of chicken landed on the plate in front of her.She looked around at the other Slytherins and saw that none of them had been paying attention.She turned around slowly to see Dominic staring over at the table, his hand resting on a spoon.SHe raised her voice and called over to him.

"Hey Dominic, I thought you were a 7th Year, not a 1st year.Maybe you should go back.Your not mature enough yet."

Jade smirked at him.
 
Alan sighed as his immature peers cast pathetic little spells at one another, but smiled broadly as Jade taunted Phillibuster, finally someone agreed that the dispute was childish. How long would these pathetic little squabbles last? To the end of the year no doubt.

If they really wanted to settle their dispute why not just duel it out? Ignoring the rest of the incident he fell back into deep thought, it was still early evening and the sun had barely begun to set, it would be an excellent time to practice his new spell. Fiendfire was said to be hard to call, and even harder to disspell, but it would be very useful in the future if he could only get it too work properly for him!

Everyone had said Sectumsempra would be hard to master, but he had learned that fast enough, and yet Fiendfire still eluded him. Surely he would master it soon enough...

Suddenly a second chunk of chicken landed on his freshly emptied plate. His eyes narrowed, enough was enough.

"Who threw that?" He said turning around, a gentle "Joking" smirk on his face, hiding his anger very well. His Wand was tucked into his sleeve ready to cast a rather amusing spell as soon as he identified the culprit.
 
What none of the others seemed to get was that he could not be embarrassed. Philibuster just loved the taunting, for one thing it meant yet again he'd gained the attention of fellow students. It was a power, a weak one indeed, but a power nontheless. He looked down the table as he heard Alan "joke" about the chicken that had landed on his plate. If Philibuster knew his fellow Slytherin's at all then he knew Alan's humor could turn to anger any time Alan wished.

"On a diet, Alan?" He quipped, before offering some help. Priori Incantatum was a difficult spell to manage. He still hadn't got the power of it, but the Priori line had spells of many difficulty levels. "You could always try a Priori Directum if you really want to know where it came from. You can manage that direction reversal spell, right Alan?"

He wanted to respond to Jade, but for now he was more interested in seeing what Alan could do. There was far more sport in watching a battle of spells and learning any new ones he did not yet have mastered than there was in a battle of quips.
 
"Priori Directum?" Alan nearly seethed internally. How could he overlook it? Tossing the chicken in the air he cast the spell, his wand weaving about. The chicken shot back across the room landing in the hand of a rather stunned looking boy sitting at the Gryffindor Table...

"You think it's funny to throw food?" Alan asked, his humourous smirk fading, "Then tell me... have you ever tried snake? Serpensortia! Catch!"

A long, powerful looking black snake shot out of Alan's wand flying across the room and landing near the Gryffindor table. It was a small constrictor, and no real threat to anyone, but the squeals of shock and terror were very satisfying.
 
Esmeralda thought Philibuster was done with his antics but as soon as she picked up her fork again and brought it to her plate she noticed tiny little eyes peering at her, directly at her chest. Of course since she was robed he couldn't see much but since she was well endowed he no doubt was looking at the curves her breasts made through her clothing. She gasped when the eyes continued to move and blink. It caught her off guard and she immediately turned around and glared at Philibuster. "You little"..she muttered and thought of what to do. She wanted to take the fork and stab the eyes but didn't want to resort to such brutality. That was something people in his house would have done. No, she was a much more refined Ravenclaw and so a slow smirk played across her face when she suddenly got a deviant idea.

Of course Ravenclaw's probably shouldn't be doing this either but it just struck her as something to do. After she finished the food on the plate she brought it up to her mouth and began to run her tongue all over it, including the eyes smearing them with her saliva. She knew that Matt was sitting next to her and she couldn't help but wonder how he would react to this. She continued to lick the plate clean making sure to smother the eyes with her tongue, when she felt satisfied she put the plate down and pushed it aside. Taking a content deep breath she smirked and glanced back at Philibuster again.

"Oh yes Matt, I would love to play a game of Chess with you tonight. Thank you for asking" she said to her friend while smiling at him. Suddenly chicken was being tossed across tables and it had landed over by the Slytherins. Her peers sure weren't wasting any time in pulling pranks this year, she thought. It would only grow in intensity as the months went on. The Professors would have their hands full this year. It seemed that the first years were in awe of the older students as they watched on. Professor McGonnagal was growing impatient and wanted order in the Hall. She continued to watch what was going on and in doing so her body moved closer to Matt's without realizing it. Her eyes scanned the room and she couldn't help but giggle at some of the antics that were going on. She then saw the look on Snape's face and blushed. He had given her a very nasty look when she poured the juice on Philibuster's robes earlier. No doubt he would be hard on her again this year in Potions...
 
Snape had had enough, first groping then juice, then chicken, but when the snake flew among the grifindors Snape was on his feet his own wand in hand, "Finite incantatum." He barked and the snake vanished, as did the eyes on the plate. He looked ready to bite someone's head off. He circled the table and approached his house table, "Nott, govern, with me." he then turned to the ravenclaw table, "Miss tate, you will likewise come with me." he said, "Professor flitwick is ill, you will be handled by me instead. Come with me." he turned to the hall entrance and swept out of it black robes swirling the three students presumably in tow.
 
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