Potter

Among Us - Potter and Penguin

~Kate~

The silence around the neighborhood disturbed Katherine. Despite the rain, there were hardly any yells of screams of pain and agony as someone died. It disturbed her far more than drinking blood - which repulsed her; far more than insects, snakes, and children. She felt a shudder run down her spine. It meant the vampires weren't out hunting, but planning an attack. Whether or not it was Lee's group, Desiree, or another, she was not certain. She gritted her teeth and tried not to grind her fangs against her teeth. The atrocities she had witnessed and continued to were leaving a permanent mark. Kate had noticed she was becoming less emotional towards it. Although it was key for her to remain stoic, she also missed that side of her. She brushed a hand through her tousled pixie hair and sighed. Her hands shook - ever since that day.

Fury and fire rushed through her but she blocked out the memories by focusing on the night. She loved it. It was mysterious, calming, and terrifying all in one. The darkness soothed her and the rain eased her tension. Xander would tell her she was crazy for going out but it was the least of her worries. The silence caused her stomach to churn. It was unnatural and disturbing. It did not last however; moments later, cries reached her ears. The rain almost drowned it out but her hearing was sharper. She paused to listen. More cries and the swift sound of punches. She rushed forward, sniffing the air. A familiar scent filled her nostrils: Zane. Zane, her boyfriend and one of her best friends. She rushed forward faster now, not bothering to feign running like a human. If she had a beating heart, it would have bounced out of her chest. Her ribs would have ached and her eyes could have teared. Yet, being undead meant all those functions did not work anymore. She wasn't sure if she liked it or not, but it wasn't as if she could change it.

When she arrived at he scene, Kate stared in awe momentarily then lurched forward. She was thankful in that moment to wear pajama bottoms and not her pleated black skirt."Get off of him you sack of shit!" She grabbed the women around the head and body-slammed her onto the concrete. The tantalizing aroma of the corpse entranced her though she told herself to focus. "If you want to live to see another day, you'll get the hell out of here." Kate moved in front of Zane offensively, exposing her fangs. "I'll rip your throat out regardless of who you are. I don't give a damn. I won't let you hurt this boy."

Bewilderment struck her: what was Zane doing in this position? Was he being hunted, or worse, had he been turned? She noticed a distinct difference in him. He did not seem human by the way he smelled. The tension in his muscles, she had noticed, was inhuman.Repulsion struck her hard. Had this bitch turned him or someone else? If he had, she would kill them. Zane did not deserve to be in this position.Heartbreak clutched her but she allowed her fury to push passed it. At least, she told herself, she was a vampire and could help him - Xander, too. She kept her poise and glared at the vampire.

Fernwood Academy - Penguin & Potter

Shay

Shay followed Alex and Alcina towards Riley's group and Ariana. Though James had beckoned her over, she wasn't leaving these two to fend for themselves. She watched as they neared the group and couldn't help but stare at the tallest one. He was so muscular. She was in awe and fear. It was frightening how much muscle h had - Shay thought he could break every bone in her body with a punch. Still, she reflected that she took care of herself and worked out as hard as possible. It was not easy to intimidate her either. She bit her lip when they approached and listened to the conversation. When Alcina took Ariana aside, it left Alex and her.

She gazed up at the muscular boy - or man, she wasn't sure what his age was - and swallowed hard. He was staring intently at her. Shay gazed at his biceps and down to his legs. He had to be at least 250 pounds - there was no way he weighed less. Shay jumped, seeing Alex's expression change and finally broke her gaze with the guy. She stared in shock at the unexpected anger on his face and frowned. What had he been thinking to anger Alex? It had to be inappropriate and bad to make him react that way.

Shay watched Alex roughly take Riley aside and looked back at the muscular guy and his red-haired friend. She looked between them and then inquired, "So, I take it you bench press. How much do you bench? What are your names?" She shifted uncomfortably on her feet,grabbing her right arm and holding it. Still, Shay kept her shoulders down and her stance poised. It wasn't something she'd let bother her. Also, she doubted he'd do anything; but a feeling in her gut told her otherwise. Shay took a few deep breathes and then inhaled sharply when she was grabbed from behind.

"Shayla!!" The familiar yell of Mike's gruff voice filled the air. Her eyes widened and she looked over her shoulder. "My buddy! My winged-devil-angel-girl!"

"I can't be both- " She gasped out as he spun her around lightly and laughed. Mike held her tight so she couldn't wiggle free. She giggled, grateful for his distraction, though worried he might be hurt by one of these two.

"Yes you can!" He let go of her and set her on her feet. Shay dizzily grabbed his arm, laughing. The courtyard spun around her. The worry of the two guys had vanished momentarily. "You're like half Satanic and angelic. I don't know how you do it. But me? I'm just... Neither. My wings aren't a great color, it's like God looked at me and said 'fuck your wing color' but that's okay, because I'll dye them this semester."

"God, I forgot how crazy you are. Jesus Christ." She grabbed onto his arm, laughing and staring at him, trying to warn him of the tow nearby. He grinned at her, followed her gaze, and raised his eyebrows. He was able to sense danger as one his powers and perhaps sensed something was off. It had to have been it because he normally wasn't one to interrupt others. "dye your wings? Is that even a thing?"

"No but we'll make it a thing and we'll be the presidents of it. Okay? Mike and Shay, the founders of dyeing your boring mutations another color."

"Alright, Mikey, whatever you say." She laughed at him and turned to find Alex coming back. She sighed in relief and Mike nodded to him, briefly staring at him. Shay guessed he was letting Alex know he sensed danger and that's why he had come over. She wasn't sure why else, since not much else had occurred.

Mike nodded to her. "I'll be on my way and I'll see you in class. And if I don't, I'll find you, and drag your ass there, AP buddy." He winked at her and moved away to his own group of friends.

"I swear," She muttered, snickering. He also had the ability to track people. His powers were underrated and not many people took them seriously. Shay however could find the value in them. She watched him leave and turned back to Alex. Shay intertwined her hand with his and looked at him, eyebrows furrowed. What happened, Alex? Can you tell me please? And can we move away? They're so weird...

"It was nice meeting you but we have to go. Chow." She wasn't eaiting for a yes or no. She waved to the three and glanced at Riley with concern. He was going down a dark path and she was able to recognize it. Shay swallowed. She'd speak to him when he wasn't around these guys who looked like thugs. She moved away with Alex, tightly wrapping her hand around his hand. She rested her head on his shoulder and looked up at him once they were away. "Sweetie, are you okay?" Her tone was soothing and calm. She rested her hands on his shoulders and rested her forehead against his. "I'm here. I love you. Breathe, okay?"

The teachers beckoned the juniors and seniors to the auditorium for a mandatory lecture. It was a half day so they were able to start class after all the damn lectures and presentations. Shay led Alex there, keeping a firm grip on his hand.

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James

James wouldn't answer Rose's questions. Now was not the time and he wasn't going to divulge much information. He wasn't sure what to tell her - that they were thugs, murderers, and offenders? He wasn't sure where to begin without mentioning they were superior. It would become obvious and he wasn't sure he could handle her knowing about that world. James wanted her out of it for the rest of her life. It seemed as if that wasn't going to happen anymore. He was thankful that Jason approached despite being late. He fought back one of his signature sighs of dismay and looked at his twin.

He grinned at Emma though and kept her close to them. Using technopathy, he texted Jason, "Wtf are they doing here?" He kept Rose and Emma blocked by Jason and his body. He didn't want them to set their filthy gaze on these two. James glanced at Emma and grinned. "You're going to have such a great time here, Em." He told her enthusiastically, although he found it hard to say. It wouldn't be a fun time if the superior came around.

James followed Rose's gaze, keeping his hand in his pocket by his phone. He blocked Emma's view of Alex but watched through a nearby reflection from someone's phone. Alex had taken Riley roughly aside but he didn't know why. He guessed Louis had said or thought something provocative about Shay that angered him. He knew the Louis and Lindon well enough to know it had to have been the case. James exhaled deeply, turning Rose away and looking at his twin intently. There was fear in his eyes but wouldn't let Rose seing it. He needed to speak to Persephone to see if she knew about any of their plans or schemes, but he doubted he would be able to communicate with her. She was always too deep in the superior or not allowed to have a phone. That meant he had to sneak off to the camp and he wasn't leaving Rose's side with these superior around.

James ran a hand through his hair and smiled for Emma's sake. He followed the others inside and baid goodbye to Emma since elementary school kids had a tour of the school. He made sure she was moved safely away and not by the superior before striding off with Rose and Jason.

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Scarlett

"They're not even trying to be inconspicuous." Scarlett stared outside from the Guardian's lounge nearby the front entrance. "It's unbelievable."

"They knew we can't do much without risking student's lives," replied Liam with his arms folded as he massaged his forehead. It felt as if someone were constricting his blood vessels.

"I know that," Scarlett retorted with an eye roll. "I'm stating the obvious."

"When you knew the answer?"

"I'm going to take the broom near you and shove it down your throat."

"So pleasant, aren't you?" Liam glanced at her as the other Guardians and Superior Hunters watched their hundredth bickering match.

"Not with shits like you."

"Can we please not argue?" A guardian asked them tiredly and looked at them. "We need to focus on the task at hand. Our students are in danger as long as those superior are around. Not to mention the ones lurking in the forest."

Scarlett bit her lip, trying to maintain her composure and not punch a wall. She took deep breathes, nodding. "Right now they're not doing anything but conversing with one another. Skylar took out a group of sups. The thugs with Jason are dead mysteriously. Seph's trying to hide. Damien's scheming. Not much is going on. I'm sure Torie and Vince are plotting evil shit. The usual."

"Were those visions or just observations?"

"Both." She sat down and grabbed her iced tea lemonade and drank it whole to keep herself from gazing at the others. It was common knowledge that she had been friends with the superior. She had been once as well. Still Ben had her captured and hadn't given up on her yet. It had been two years and her attitude and behavior was only starting to become satisfactory. She sighed and set the glass down after swallowing her tea.

"Do you know what they're going to do?"

"I'll make a scroll of all their plans and ideas and send it to you." A collective sigh answered her and she forced a smirk away. One of them left to go ask Ben to handle her instead because they didn't have enough patience. She sat down and stared down at the notebook left for her to scrawl down her visions. She picked up the pen and sighed. "Who do you want me to look at in particular?"

"Anyone," replied Olivander, thanking God she had finally cooperated. Scarlet looked down and concentrated hard. She began to write down ideas though they weren't surprising to her. Louis wanted Shay as his own and more, Ezra planned on obsessing over Alcina. As a result of James' keen protection over Rose, she wasn't involved yet, though her father - Victor - had plans for her. Damien wanted his twin daughters as superior. She kept her notes vague because her head hurt from the thousands of plans and ideas. Besides, she hated most of the people in the room and it was irking her to help them. Liam of course was on her nerves constantly. They had been friends from the superior though she wasn't allowed to mention it. It was something the group wouldn't know about.

Scarlett set the pen down and pinched the bridge of her nose. She took deep breathes and continued to stare at her notebook. It wasn't going to help that Ben was coming because his kindness to her made her feel guilty for being uncooperative.

"I don't know why Ben cares abut her or think she's helpful." A guardian named Kerry muttered to her friend, thinking she wouldn't hear it or see it in a vision. Scarlett blocked out their conversation and refilled her iced tea and continue sip it, waiting for the next lecture coming her way.

The guardians and superior hunters would never understand the puzzle that was Scarlett.

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Persephone

Persephone watched her brother leave and sighed. The living room she stood in connected to the kitchen. She strode into the kitchen and out the sliding back door. It creaked eerily but she paid no mind to it. Her gaze flicked around. The backyard was tidy and fenced in. Around the boarder of it all were a variety of perennial plants. She recognized lilies, daisies, and tulips. The last one were her favorites. Her mother used to buy her tulips for her birthday every year. A pang shot through her. What would she do without her mother? It was too odd. Her head began to pulse and she gripped the sides gently with her thin fingers. It shocked her to know that her brother had taken her out of the psychiatric unit. She thought he would have left her there...

"Persephone ...."the voice she had been hearing since their parent's death, returned. She jumped out of her skin and looked around with wide eyes. Where was it coming from? She circled around the yard, trying to find the source of it. There was nothing, absolutely nothing, except the plants and bugs. Clearly the voice wasn't coming from the bugs. There was no way that group of bees or the caterpillar nearby were speaking to her. "Persephone...."

She smoothed her hair around her face which was drenched in sweat. If Xavier saw or knew she was hearing voices again, he would flip and send her back to the psych ward. Quickly she ran inside, glancing to see her siblings were still outside. She shut the bathroom down, after running around trying to find it, and shut it tight. Persephone scampered to the shower and fumbled with the faucets. It didn't matter she had nothing to change into. She bit her lip and watched the water rush out of the shower nozzle. Persephone stripped down and hastily jumped into the shower. At first it was silent until....

"You can't run. You can't hide. We're here..." Persephone clutched her head and sank to the bottom of the tub, tears filing her eyes. They streamed down her cheeks. She wondered if was hallucinating or was truly schizophrenic as the doctors labeled her. Maybe she was or wasn't. All she knew was the voice were real and she didn't know where they were coming from. Persephone dug her nails into her skin, waiting for the insanity to end.

- x -

Twenty minutes later, she left the shower. She looked to see new towels had been brought in, courtesy of she presumed Rose or Xavier. There were fresh clothing too. She sighed in relief and thanked God for her privacy. Slowly, as if coming back to life, Persephone readied herself. Once finished, she changed into her knit pullover, tank and light sweatpants with her bunny slippers. A small warmth filled her heart briefly. Xavier knew she loved those slippers and thankfully they had survived. The small gesture of kindness was uplifting.

Persephone glanced sideways in the mirror at her deep, grotesque scars and sighed. She hair down to help conceal her them and exited the bathroom. She glanced downstairs to discover Xavier was unpacking their belongings. Further inspection told her that Rose was in the kitchen. Without a sound, she came down the stairs and sat on the landing away from the window. Ever since their parent's death and the glass, she was terrified of being near windows. Seph tensed and then scampered into the kitchen with Rose. Xavier watched her run passed him and sighed.

"Careful, alright?" He called to her and she nodded fervently.

She sat on the chair and stared at her sister, managing a vacant smile. "H-h-hey. It smells good."

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Xavier

Xavier stared down at Rose. Her statement sounded shady, although her smile seemed trustworthy. He sighed, unsure of what to say or do for her. He wasn't letting it go, though he'd question her later. Rose seemed like glass and he was afraid of shattering her. Deep down, he knew something was inherently wrong that she wouldn't admit. The bruises she had after their parent's deaths told him otherwise from her not witnessing anything. Her statements from it to the police were logical. Still, Xavier caught her skipping up now and then. He decided to change the subject for her sake and stood next her ruffling her hair, as she said:

"I just had the great idea of preparing some food. I'm going to go get some out of the car and make some snacks and lemonade in the kitchen. You should show Persephone around the house."

"Alright Blondie. Sounds good," He looked around the neighbor to spot two girls and one guy staring at them. He grimaced. These people seemed nosy as hell. He didn't need the spectators eying them. They were under enough pressure. He stared for a few seconds and nodded to them, hoping they would leave. Their family, what was left, needed space. What the hell didn't people understand? He tersely looked to Rose, muscles taut with a quivering jaw. "Just go inside. I'll get it right away for you. Make sure Seph isn't doing anything she shouldn't be, alright?"

Xavier quickly found the food bins and carried them inside. He set out the items Rose had spoke of and hoped she'd checked on Seph for him. With a grunt, he continued unpacking. It was easy since he had lifted in high school and vigorously took his anger out during the gym workouts. He sighed and grabbed the girls' suitcases and hauled them inside. After, he grabbed his own and set the all in the living room. He frowned, looking outside, having lost track of Persephone. He had no clue if Rose had even checked on her. Frustration boiled up inside of him and clenched his fists. He couldn't handle taking care of both of the girls. Xavier had only begrudgingly taken her out of the psychiatric unit once her doctors declared her well.

He sighed and went upstairs to discover that she was in the bathroom, showering. The sound of the houses' running water was foreign to him and he hadn't been able to locate its' precise noise. He hoped she wasn't engaging in any unfavorable behaviors; then realized all the sharp objects weren't in the house yet. After darting downstairs, he found her ruffle bag with her name on it and grabbed a pair of clothes for her. The black haired-boy ran up to the bathroom while the shower still ran and set them inside fast. He quickly left and came back downstairs.

"Okay," He told himself in a sigh and ran a hand through his hair. "Unpack," As he unpacked, he looked over to find Seph sitting on the landing. One glance at the window sent her scampering across the living room into the kitchen. He bit his lip, knowing the cause of her fear. Still, he needed her not to run. If she fell and hurt himself, he might have a stroke. "Careful," He called to her, eyes narrowed. A feverish nod answered him. Xavier grunted and continued to unpack and sort their belongings.

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Hogwarts; A new story

I thought I might be able to post but I don't think so. Sorry guys, I'm dropping out too. Life is busy.

Hogwarts; A new story

edit: never mind. i'll try posting tomorrow.

Hogwarts; A new story

Due to the influx of non-potion students, I've changed Quill to a potions girl instead of DADA. :)

Hogwarts; A new story

As a side note, I changed Quill's wand slightly; instead of ash, it is fir. It suits her personality much better.

Hogwarts; A new story

@Potter
Yup looks great!
Her animagus form is a wolf right, She and Oliver are probably good friends seeing as they're both animagus and enjoy flying :D!

@Classpet

Yes, her animangus would be a wolf. I wasn't sure if her being an actual one would be okay, so I left it to studying. However if that is allowed, which looks like it, I will change it to that. Yes, I think they will be good friends, too. Yay! :D

Hogwarts; A new story

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Character information

NAME:
Quillan Rose Ashford

GENDER:
Female

SEXUALITY:
Bisexual

AGE:
17

YEAR:
6th

HOUSE:
Slytherin

BLOOD STATUS:
Muggle-born

In-depth Information

APPEARANCE:
Untamed, mid-back length hair tickles her upper back and frames her heart shaped face. She usually leaves her brown hair down, but will tie it back occasionally. Kind mocha brown eyes twinkle out at others, and are usually covered with mascara and eyeliner. Her nose is crooked and long with small cheekbones. Quillan wears makeup for fun though she doesn't mind her sun-kissed skin. Quill stands at 5'3, so she's shorter than most girls. She has muscle from exercise but isn't overly done. Quill dresses girly and tends to dress well, though keeping it at a minimum. She loves to wear jewellery.

PERSONALITY:
Quill's sense of humor ranges from light to dark, and sometimes borderline unnecessary. Her vocabulary consists of lady-like language and when her temper flares, will usually turn into a sailor. Though she's hot-tempered, she's working to control it. Her demeanor comes across as boarding and intimidating, but deep down, she's a kind-hearted soul. Compassionate, patient, and a good listener, she seems like a push over. It couldn't be farther from the truth: Quill will not back down, even if her life is threatened. She has thick skin form being bullied as a child and will go to extreme lengths to defend/protect people. Quill is usually laid back and easy-going, but when trouble occurs or danger, she's ready to go and even excited. She won't admit she's thrill seeker but won't deny it either. Her loyalty is unwavering, though she'll run if someone seems like they are up to no good. Quill's bravery is one of her more favored traits, though it's been a hard-work in process. Most people underestimate her and don't realize how cunning or wicked she can be if she's tested enough.

HISTORY:
Quillan was born to muggle parents: her mother, Bianca; and her father Devin. They couldn't be more ecstatic to have her after trying so long to have a baby. From the moment she was born to age eleven, there was something different about Quillan. Her parent's couldn't place it though and tried to ignore it. As she grew up, it became more pronounced. Accidents occurred around her without explanations. When Quill was four, the microwave accidentally exploded, but electricians blamed it on a circuit fuse. Her parents agreed although it was odd as Quill had thrown a tantrum moments before it exploded. At school, Quill didn't fit in well with her shorter stature. For this, she was bullied and it became relentless. She learned to stand up for herself, though it took many tears and encouragement from her parents. Finally, at age 10, Quill punched one of her bullies and was suspended. Her parents were outraged and fought against it, but the school didn't let her back. They felt at a loss to help their daughter.

Soon afterwards, her birthday came. When her parents and she received her Hogwarts letter, all their questions finally had answers. Quillan was a witch and the accidents were blamed on her magic. Bianca felt conflicted but proud, and Dev in was elated. They knew why their daughter was different now. The Ashford's told her relatives and family friends that they sent her to a boarding school to teach her proper behavior. Since she's attended Hogwarts, Quill has found her new home and loves it more than anything in the world. However, being sorted into Slytherin, was a bittersweet situation. Being muggleborn in a house favoring purebloods, she worked hard to prove she belonged. After her first year, she finally found herself situated and mostly respected in her house.

Magic

WAND:
6 1/2, fir, unicorn hair. The wand is unyielding and easy to grip. It is smaller than other wands, though this makes it easily concealed.

BOGGART:
Clowns. She was at a birthday party which hosted a clown and it terrified her.

PATRONUS:

PATRONUS IMAGE

Arctic Wolf

TALENT:
Potions and Transfiguration are her best classes. The spell that Quill is best at is Episkey.

WEAKNESS:Herbology and Astronomy.[/color]

Other

PET:
She owns a barn owl named Mars.

EXTRA:
She flies in her free time and has a knack for it. Also, Quill is an animangi, which is a wolf. [/center]

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@Potter
She looks really good
Just fix the formatting/color thing on the appearance bit also it'd be a good idea to choose one specific spell to be really good at in addition to classes she's good at.

After you do that you can move her over to the characters tab. :>

@Classpet

I fixed it. Is that better? :) Thank you.