~xXx~

*Harry, Ron, Hermione and Snape were all having tea at Hermione's house at her kitchen table, Hermione was having a serious discussion with Snape, standing her ground against his grudge against Remus since he was dating Lily, Snape no longer had feelings for her, but now he actually did seem to care about her, though not exactly for the right reasons, for instance, he believes Remus would hurt her because he is a werewolf, but he is actually wrong. Remus has been able to control himself since him and Lily were now married after James' death and we're raising Harry together, so Hermione decided to try to set things right*

Hermione: Professor Snape, you really need to stop harassing Professor Lupin over marrying Harry's mother. He's not that rotten James Potter, he is a nice person, he can just get scared sometimes. But he's able to control himself around her.

Snape: No... I saw him go out in the dark again, you remember that—

Hermione: That was seventeen years ago. And when had to get Ron to the Hospital after that whole situation with Sirius Black being framed by Peter Pettigrew—

Snape: Miss Granger, I'm not sure if—

Ron: Snape, will you just shut the hell up and listen to her?

*The doorbell rings*

Harry: You get that, will you, Snape?

Snape: *rolls his eyes* Shut up, Potter Junior... *gets up and gets the door anyway, he sees it's Shadow The Hedgehog, and apparently Sonic, Tails and Knuckles had followed behind* HARASSMENT HEDGEHOG, WHAT IN SEVEN HELLS ARE YOU DOING ON THE DISCUSS EVERYTHING ABOUT HARRY POTTER WIKI ON FANDOM?!

Shadow: GREASLEY YOU CAN'T JUST BREAK THE FOURTH WALL YOU FOOL!

Ron, looking at Hermione: Are they always like this?

Hermione: It gets worse, Ron.

Tails: Shadow, are we really—

Shadow: WAS I TALKING TO YOU TWIN-TAILED FOX?

Tails: Alright now you listen here—

Sonic: Tails, little buddy, he's not worth it!

Tails: I can't just let them fight like this.

Sonic: Trust me, it's best to just stay back, they fight pretty fast.

Shadow: Well, I came to discuss something so can you both shut your motherferreting mouths? Now? Like, right now? *glares at Snape* You, Greasley, have something of mine, I want it back.

Snape: And what could I possibly have, Harassment Hedgehog?

Shadow: Cut the shiitake! You stole the camera Knuckles let me borrow yesterday.

Snape: You just don't have one like that anymore. I don't know what you're—

Shadow, growling before yelling: I'M NOT MESSING AROUND! GIVE ME MY FERRETING CAMERA BACK, NOW!!!

Knuckles: Shadow—

Snape: ALRIGHT, YOU KNOW WHAT? I DO HAVE IT, BUT GUESS WHAT, YOU'RE NOT GETTING IT BACK BECAUSE IT'S MINE NOW!

Shadow: *punches Snape in the face so hard it leaves a bloody black eye*

Sonic: ..

Tails: ..

Knuckles: ..

Harry: ..

Ron: ..

Hermione: Well, ferret!

*Snape and Shadow start fighting and screeching at each other, Shadow was using his Chaos Energy to leave bruises and kick marks on Snape while Snape was using some powerful hexes on him, both exchanging in attacks*

Harry: They are going to kill each other...

Sonic: You're telling me, pal, I had no idea it was this bad...

Ron: Ugh, I see Snape getting a few shots in too...

Tails: *looks even closer, Snape was getting a few shots in with a few hexes, but then Shadow kicked him in the back to the ground so hard he drops his wand before turning him on his back and choking him so hard it could break his bones if Shadow wanted, Snape reaches for his wand, then Hermione goes over and steals it before grabbing Snape's arm and Knuckles goes over to pull Shadow off of Snape*

Knuckles: He's not worth it, Shadow... *whispers* I'll get your camera... I know where Snape's Cabin is...

Shadow: *winks at Knuckles, whispering back* Anytime...

Hermione, shaking her head at Snape: How could you, Professor Snape? He's only a hedgehog.

Snape: He's a pretty capable one, Miss Granger.

Hermione: He's still a hedgehog. It's cruel to hex animals, you know.

Snape: You still ain't getting that camera back, Shadow.

Shadow: We'll just see about that.

~xXx~

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but what about rosekiller phantom of the opera au?

So, I know I've never posted my stories, but not really interested posting it here on Fandom only on Ao3, but now I'm currently writing a 80,800+ words or smt Abt the marauders plus Lily, other Order member and Isabelle Lupin a chatertor I made, the sister for Remus. NOW:

I like write short stories so my thingy is do any of u guys have requests (Harry Potter themed please this is the HP wiki afterall) can be canon, or headcanon one suggestion I've liked is Harry Potter x Httyd :D lol so yeah, when requested I'll say if I do it then Ill post it, if want i'll ping the person i'e chosen, will do more than 1 person <33 Any questions ask away ^^

<3

It was a quiet evening at the Potter household. Harry, Harry’s wife Ginny had passed away four years ago, leaving a void that no amount of magic could fill. Since then, Harry had thrown himself into his work at the Ministry of Magic and his children’s lives, often neglecting his own needs. Tonight, however, was different. Harry had promised the children a special evening out—an important date with a lovely girl he’d recently met.

Meanwhile, in the cozy living room, Harry’s grandmother, Dorea Potter née Black, was sitting comfortably in her favorite armchair, watching her great-grandchildren—James Sirius, Albus Severus, and Lily Luna—bustle around. The children, sensing that their dad was about to leave, decided it was time for a little mischief of their own.

“Grandma,” James said, with a mischievous grin, “we think it’s time for a little adventure.”

Lily nodded eagerly. “Yeah! Let’s do something fun for Dad.”

Dorea, with a twinkle in her eye, smiled. She knew exactly what they needed. “Oh, I think I have just the idea,” she said softly. “How about a scavenger hunt?”

The children’s eyes lit up. “Yes! A scavenger hunt!” they chorused.

Dorea reached into her bag and pulled out a piece of parchment. She carefully wrote clues, each leading to a small surprise or memory tied to their family history. She then handed out the first clue to James.

“Alright, my clever grandchildren,” she said warmly. “Follow these clues, and you’ll find something special—something that will remind you of your family’s love.”

Clue 1:

*To find your next clue, look where stories are kept,

Where magic is stored and adventures are swept.*

The children giggled and raced toward the bookshelf in the corner of the room, where their dad’s books and family albums were kept. James reached behind a row of photo albums and found a small, wrapped package.

Clue 2:

*Inside this gift, a memory is hidden,

Of a brave grandmother, long since departed, but never forgotten.*

They unwrapped a tiny locket with a picture of Dorea smiling brightly. Lily held it close, her eyes shining with affection.

Clue 3:

*Now look where you rest your heads at night,

A place of dreams, of comfort and light.*

The children hurried to their beds, where they found the next clue tucked under Lily’s pillow. It led to a small box of vintage wizard sweets, a favorite treat of Harry’s childhood.

Clue 4:

*For the final clue, think of the heart’s true desire,

A place where love’s warmth will never expire.*

This led them to the family fireplace, where a small, wrapped box was placed. Inside was a beautiful, handcrafted family tree, with their names and Harry’s, and a note: “Love is the greatest magic of all.”

As the children gathered around, Dorea watched with a soft smile. Their laughter and excitement filled the room, and for a moment, the ache of Ginny’s absence softened into the warmth of family.

Harry returned just as the children finished their hunt, their faces glowing with happiness. He knelt down and hugged each of them tightly.

“Did you have fun?” he asked, his voice thick with emotion.

“Yes! Thank you, Grandma Dorea,” Lily said, grinning.

Harry looked at his Grandma and his children, feeling a deep sense of gratitude. “You’re the best, Grandma. Thank you—for tonight, and for always.”

Dorea simply smiled, her heart full. “Family is the greatest adventure of all. Remember that, my dear boy.”

And as the night settled over the house, the Potter family’s love shone brighter than ever—a testament to their resilience, their memories, and the magic they shared. Next time Harry had another date so Dorea played another game with the three Potter great grandchildren but she gave them something personal to them James an Knitted Gryffindor Beanie since he’s an second year Hogwarts student in Gryffindor, Albus got a Slytherin Sweater and matching Beanie since he was sorted in Slytherin and Lily has an enchanted sweater that will grow when she grows up even becomes the house color that she will get sorted into

After his third date with Neve Campbell, Harry felt a mixture of excitement and nervousness. He had told his children he was seeing someone special, but he knew they might be curious—and perhaps a little surprised—by who she was.

One bright afternoon, Harry decided it was time for his children to meet her in person. He flooed to the Potter home, a little nervous but hopeful. When he arrived, he found his children eagerly waiting in the sitting room, their eyes bright with anticipation.

And then she walked through the floo.

Neve Campbell stepped into their home, her warm smile lighting up the room. She was elegant, kind, and confident—her presence instantly radiating a sense of calm and genuine kindness.

The children’s eyes widened in shock. James Sirius, Albus Severus, and Lily Luna stared at her, their mouths slightly open, processing the unexpected sight of the woman who had captured their father’s heart.

“Um… hi,” Harry said, scratching the back of his head awkwardly. “Kids, this is Neve. I wanted you to meet her.”

James, always quick to speak, blinked in surprise. “Wait. Neve? Like… Neve Campbell?”

Lily looked at her with wide, curious eyes. “You’re really Neve Campbell? Like the actress?”

Albus, still processing, looked at his dad. “You’re dating… Neve Campbell?”

Neve chuckled softly, her eyes twinkling with warmth. “Yes, I am. And I’ve heard quite a bit about you all.”

Harry smiled nervously. “I thought it was time you met her in person. She’s very special to me.”

The children looked at each other, then back at her. After a moment of silence, Lily shyly stepped forward. “You’re… really Neve Campbell? Like the actress?”

Neve knelt down to Lily’s level, her smile gentle. “That’s right, Lily. I’m the actress you’ve seen in movies. But right now, I’m just Harry’s friend—and I hope to be part of your family, too.”

James finally found his voice. “Wow. I didn’t expect… but you seem really nice.”

Albus nodded, still a little surprised but warming up to her. “Yeah, you seem cool.”

Harry watched his children, feeling a rush of relief and happiness. “They’re a bit surprised, but I think they’ll get used to the idea.”

Dorea, who had been quietly watching from the doorway, smiled warmly. “Well, my dear, it looks like your family just got a little bigger—and a lot more wonderful.”

Neve reached out and gently took Harry’s hand. “I’m looking forward to spending more time with all of you.”

The children, now a little more comfortable, gathered around their dad and Neve, ready to embrace this new chapter. And as the afternoon turned into evening, the house was filled with a new kind of magic—one of love, acceptance, and the promise of many more memories to come.

September 1st, 1972, 9:03 am

“Lolo, come on!” Sirius whines as Columba triple-checks all of her bags. “I’m WORKING on it, Sirius! And it’s Columba. We’re going to be at school soon. We can’t have stupid nicknames.” Columba was wearing a dress, a long, green, strapless dress, covered in emeralds. It was itchy and felt too tight, but Mother had insisted. “It was what I wore when I boarded my train.” She bent over her 5th and last trunk, ensuring she had all the books she needed and half the books she wanted. Though he was baffled at them, Sirius had the rest in his trunks. “Why do you need muggle books? And what does a “Potioneer's Guide to Leekwart” even entail? The Infernal Desire Machines of Doctor Hoffman? I think that’s an adult book.” She latched it closed.

September 1st, 1972, 10:31 am

Walburga Black had her hands clasped over Columba’s. “Bye, love. Owl me when you get back to your dorms. Okay?” Columba nodded, gave a nervous half smile, then stepped onto the train. It was loud and bustling, too many people, too many noises, too many smells. She puts her head in her hands, leaning against the train’s interior.

A hand brushes her shoulder, and she bristles. It’s removed. She looks up at a face, a small smile at its lips, brown hair on its head, brown irises. “Loud?” it asks. She nods. “I’ll take you to my carriage, it should be quieter.” The face’s hand grabs hers, and she’s being pulled through. People, baggage, animals, and paper brush past her as she’s dragged through, and then…Solace. And four pairs of eyes on her. Shit.

“Lolo?” Shit. Shit. Shit. “Merde,” she mumbles. She looks up at her brother and his friends. She sits, opens her book, and looks down at the pages, finding her place. “Hi, Sirius, and it’s not Lolo; you know that.” She curls her legs up, getting comfortable, and diving into her book. Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them represents the fruit of many years of travel and research. I look back across the years to the seven-year-old wizard who spent hours in his bedroom dismembering Horklumps and I envy him the journeys to come: from darkest jungle to brightest desert, from mountain peak to marshy bog, that grubby Horklump-encrusted boy would track, as he grew up, the beasts described in the following pages. “Columba,” Sirius tries. “Shut it,” she snaps. She sinks into her book for the foreseeable future.

I already did a rp like this a while ago, but anyway-

Basically all sorts of different beings (eg. Sirens, fae, vampires, angels, demons etc) can attend hogwarts now!!

Form

Full-name:

Nickname(s):

Gender:

Pronouns:

Age/year:

S/S/S:

House:

Personality:

Species:

Patronus:

Backstory:

Appearance:

Other:

~Rules~

1.keep it pg-13

2.Censor swearing

3.Follow all wiki rules

4.Have fun and feel free to cause chaos! >:D

Pings (sorry if I didn't ping you or if you didn’t want to be pinged):

@Rayvena @Little Purr-incess @WinterxMoon13 @Lynxie22 @Pearl Lunar @WeLoveHedwig

@Bookloversupreme

“Hey! Let’s go play in the sun together!” -??? 200x

Blood and tears soaked the land, but now flowers can grow from them. The war is over, You don’t need to cry anymore, you can just spend time with your family and friends. Enjoy the happy days while they last, you’ll miss them once your older.

SIGN UPS:

🪻🌸SPRING HAS COME🌷🌼 SIGN UPS

NPCs (note: NPC Students are constantly expanding and due to the Harry Potter wiki not letting you edit posts after a day, some of them will not be listed here.)

Elaine Riddle:

”Offspring of a certain someone, she’s ostracized by other students despite her excitable and cheerful personality as many of them believe this is a manipulation tactic. Her only friend is Merissa Hart.”

Merissa Hart

”An intimidating “delinquent” who has a bit an impulse control issue and a temper, so most students tend to avoid her or blame her for their mischief. She seems rather indifferent to it. She hangs out with the band kids and Elaine and is currently trying to introduce Elaine to the rest of her friend group.”

Karin

”The guitarist of her band, Amelia felt like making Karin learn multiple instruments in a week was too exhausting for Karin so she made her focus on the guitar only now. She has a go-with-the-flow personality and seems pretty levelheaded. Friends with Merissa.”

Amelia Chelsea Davenport

“Lead singer and leader of the band kids, she has a passion for music and had overambitious dreams of fame and fortune. She loves talking about her interests but can get rather intense at times. Sometimes she gets a little stressed out..”

Sabrina Sly

”Laid back keyboardist of the band club, she has a tendency to postpone activities so people think she’s kind of lazy. A bit snarky and sarcastic sometimes but is generally pretty chill.”

Aranka Klein

”A pesky, scampering little thing, Aranka is constantly on the move for objects she can stuff into her pockets. No one knows why she’s constantly trying to collect shiny things or why she’s so silent. Rumor has it that she’s a half-elf. What a weird kid…”

NAME LIST:

AUGUST RIDDLE @SparrowOnPaws

ANDROMEDA GALAXE | ERZEBEL VESPERA LAWRENCE-ELODIE | DIPA AALIYAH GRAYSON | HAEL GRAY @Uniatheintrovert

MALLORY “MAL” MILLER @Bookloversupreme

AMETHYST @Aberry2012

BELLA WHITE STONE | OLIVER WOLLF @AreYouSirius1

Hey I'm kinda bored so figured I would start a new rp. Here the form

FORM:

Name:

Nickname:

Age/year:

Gender/pronouns:

S/S/S:

Personality:

Backstory:

Appearence:

Other:

FORM:

Name: Melanie Lestrange Riddle

Nickname: Mellie, Trouble

Age/year: 16, Year 6

Gender/pronouns: Female, She/Her

S/S/S: Straight, (shipping sure)

Personality: Everyones scared of her, comes off as very mean and Troublesome, truthfully is very Troublesome but deep down is kind and caring

Backstory: Daughter of Tom Riddle and Bellatrix, twin sister of Mattheo, was expected to become a death eater, but she went to Hogwarts with her brother

Appearence:

Other: House is Slytherin, very close with Mattheo

I'm like a huge marauders stan....and they don't have a wiki. Soooo I'm posting my Mauraders era fanfic starters here instead.

Regulus Potter sat in the carriage, knees curled up to his chest in a green slip dress, his hair flowing down to the middle of his back. Except, no, he wasn't Regulus Potter; no, she was Columba Black. She was Columba Black and she was sitting in this carriage, hoping her mother wouldn't tell her to get out.

She sat there, hoping for a while. When her mother's voice cut through the silence, she cursed and began to move. She pressed her feet to the floor of the carriage. As soon as she stepped out, she would be rushed inside, into a dress that he knew he would hate, but she would pretend to be happy. For her brother's sake. Because her mother made her happy.

She was marrying a man she was told she knew. A Malfoy. He had met him, but he didn't know him. There was a difference there. She stepped down the steps of the carriage, light and delicate, just like she was taught all those years ago. Rewarded for her femininity while she watched her brother struggle to understand why he couldn't have it. Cursed more ways than one when she wanted to do something boys might want.

Out she stepped, and immediately she was swarmed by people. There were so many features, so many touches, so many voices, and then she was inside. Inside, and being fitted into a white gown embroidered with emeralds. Oh, how he hated it. It was pretty and sparkly and gave him so much attention. It was her wedding, she wanted attention.

Through the haze of things that happened her mother's voice was the loudest. So it was there she directed her attention. “You made a very stupid decision, running off with that Potter boy, Columba. Getting married to him was worse. It was almost difficult to sell you off to someone.” Walburga’s voice was taut and plummy.

September 1st, 1972, 9:03 am

“Lolo, come on!” Sirius whines as Columba triple-checks all of her bags. “I’m WORKING on it, Sirius! And it’s Columba. We’re going to be at school soon. We can’t have stupid nicknames.” Columba was wearing a dress, a long, green, strapless dress, covered in emeralds. It was itchy and felt too tight, but Mother had insisted. “It was what I wore when I boarded my train.” She bent over her 5th and last trunk, ensuring she had all the books she needed and half the books she wanted. Though he was baffled at them, Sirius had the rest in his trunks. “Why do you need muggle books? And what does a “Potioneer's Guide to Leekwart” even entail? The Infernal Desire Machines of Doctor Hoffman? I think that’s an adult book.” She latched it closed.

September 1st 1972, 10:31 am

Walburga Black had her hands clasped over Columba’s. “Bye, love. Owl me when you get back to your dorms. Okay?” Columba nodded, gave a nervous half smile, then stepped onto the train. It was loud and bustling, too many people, too many noises, too many smells. She puts her head in her hands, leaning against the train’s interior.

A hand brushes her shoulder, and she bristles. It’s removed. She looks up at a face, a small smile at its lips, brown hair on its head, brown irises. “Loud?” it asks. She nods. “I’ll take you to my carriage, it should be quieter.” The face’s hand grabs hers, and she’s being pulled through. People, baggage, animals, and paper brush past her as she’s dragged through, and then…Solace. And four pairs of eyes on her. Shit.

Which one should I work on first?

Rules:

1: if you swear censor it all the least amount of censorship is all but 1 letter got it?

2: choose from any dnd race if you use homebrew i must give it an thumbs up

3: class must be spellcaster

4: if you have a ship make it so it is not the whole character at most have it be half of the things they do

5: no homebrew classes unless i give it a thumbs up

6: i must like your character to accept

7: if using homebrew explain it to me

8: Level 15

Forum:

Name:

Race:

Class:

Languages:

Ability Scores (standard array):

Alignment:

Starting Equipment:

Backstory:

Background:

Welcome To The 7 Isles An Place Where The Forgotten Realms And The Wizarding World Has Merged The World Is Attacked By An Army of Archelons Lead By An Dragon Turtle named Drazar Doomshreader

We don’t know how we arrived here. We don’t know where we’re from. All we know are the names written on the piece of paper tucked deep in the pocket of our tattered clothes. The paper is worn, edges curling from the damp, but the names are still legible—our names. Our names, written as if we belong to something greater, something forgotten. There’s no context, no explanation—just our names, one after the other.

But the names aren’t just what define us. It’s the only thing we have that ties us to who we were—if we were ever anyone before this.

And now… now, we’re here. On Dragonsworth Island. A place that feels as ancient as it is alive, where the air hangs thick with secrets. The ground trembles beneath our feet, and the wind howls with voices that aren’t ours. The island itself seems to breathe, with jungles as dense as nightmares, mountains that pierce the sky, and ruins older than anything we can fathom. The land is alive, restless, and it watches us. It knows us, though we have no memory of it.

The names on that paper are all we have. Are they the names of those who came before us? Or are they ours? The uncertainty bites at us. We don’t know if we’re the first to wake on this island, or if others have walked this path before us, forgotten like so many who have been swallowed by its mysteries.

We don’t know who to trust. We don’t know who we are. All we know is that we need to survive.

Form:

Name:

Age:

G+p:

S/S:

Appearance:

Personality (3+ sentences):

Good luck!

"Oblivious!"The headteacher shouts.The children stumbled back confused and worried...There memorys were lost...for good...but a group of students find out the truth...there minds where never erased...

FORM:

Name:

Nickname:

Age/year:

Gender/pronouns:

S/S/S:

Personality:

Backstory:

Appearence:

Other:

RULES:

Pg-13

Ships are not all about the Rp!

Censor swearing

Have fun!

“The snow has melted, and everything is starting to come back to life. it’s so much warmer now.. Do you want go flower-viewing with me?” -???, xxxx March 30.

The war has ended, and alongside the flowers, peace is blooming. Even though we’re still a little shaken from the battle, and we’re still grieving and recovering, let’s take a moment to enjoy the flowers too.

(Takes place in the 2000s.)

(Canons are allowed.)

NAME:

HOUSE (Students only.):

OCCUPATION:

YEAR (Students only.):

BLOOD:

PETS (Optional.):

WAND (Optional.):

PORTRAIT/DESCRIPTION:

PERSONALITY:

Notes:

(Examples of things to put in notes: Fun facts about the creation of your character, Their reputation and NPC students perceive them, etc.)

☆☆it was a dark and windy day at Hogwarts School of Wizardry and we see the Students at Hogwarts studying Potions as per usual, with their mean spirited teacher Professor Severus Snape he hated almost all of the students and wouldn't bother to take points off their houses for all their bad choices☆☆

Snape: "10 points from Ravenclaw for your terrible work Redo it or you will recieve a week's detention..."

☆☆But little did they know Snape was under control by the mysterious entity known as X a demon who once controlled Sonic the Hedgehog☆☆

So, perhaps we can do a Harry Potter roleplay? (Set in the school year 2024, after Harry and the others graduated.) I'll be playing as my OC.

~*rules*~

Censor swearing like:f**k

Dont control others OCs

Have fun!

Participates/pings!:

@LifeSeriesWatcher5!

@Galacta 22

@Rayvena

@Uniatheintrovert

@WinterxMoon13

@Bulbasaursolosyourfav

Feel free to cause chaos!

Sign ups still and alwayd open!