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Welcome to Potter's Army

We have been a Harry Potter Roleplaying site since 2007. If you're an old member we hope you come check out the discord link provided below. And if you're looking for a new roleplaying site, well, we're a little inactive. But every once and a while nostalgia sets in and a few of our alumni members will revisit the old stomping grounds and post together. Remember to stay safe out there. And please feel free to drop a line whenever!

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Since every few months or so a few of our old members get the inspiration to revisit their old stomping grounds we have decided to keep PA open as a place to revisit old threads and start new ones devoid of any serious overarching plot or setting. Take this time to start any of those really weird threads you never got to make with old friends and make them now! Just remember to come say hello in the chatbox below or in the discord. Links have been provided in the "Comings and Goings" forum as well as the welcome widget above.

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Post by Dom Weasley Mon Sep 22, 2014 6:22 am

Dominique Weasley used to come to this particular bar with Roxanne Weasley. That had been when the girls had to fake their IDs and flirt with the security guard to get in, had to smart mouth their way into getting drinks, met up with their dealers to pick up some Sugar and Spice. But Dom had no plans on returning to that life – meeting up with strange men and doing drugs in bathrooms, waking up in strange places. She never went at it as hard as Roxi had, but she still felt disgusted to have allowed her cousin to continue on. And now Roxi had made it into a lifestyle, and had sucked Lily into it as well. It was a wonder Dom could even face this club again, with hindsight.

But she was a tired young professional now. She had responsibilities and responsibilities took all of the fun out of life. The blonde found that her hair deflated by the end of a day, her makeup smudged, and her spirits plummeted. It was a wonderful reminder of the power she had when, at the end of a long week, she could put herself in flattering, comfortable clothing, go out to a club and drink for free, and suck the sweet nectar of her youth. Missing opportunities like tonight would be the irresponsible thing to do.

And tonight, she had tricked Darren Isaccson into coming with her. Why was she still friends with Darren? How had she ever even become the misanthrope’s friend? These were questions she did not know the answers to, but that did not keep her from adoring her fool of a friend any less. He had no idea what was in store for him. All he had was an address and a dare to show up there at ten o’clock that Friday night. As she finished the last curl of her hair, she twisted in front of her full length mirror, inspecting herself from every angle.

I got this.

A small clutch was packed and she apparated off to the club in question, slipping towards the front of the line. She knew the bouncer and had her name, as well as Darren’s, on the list. She was let in and she stepped into her kingdom, smiling about her with a level of satisfaction that properly displayed the events that were to come. She was throwing one of the most socially challenged people she ever met into the most socially charged locations she knew of. She hoped Darren would appreciate it for the experiment it was.

She had a feeling he wouldn’t.
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Post by Keiran Hayes Tue Sep 23, 2014 12:00 am

Darren was standing in front of... a pub.

Now, usually the man wouldn't find it in him to care about that, but here was the problem: It wasn't Kip that Darren was meeting there, but instead Dom. That wasn't to say that he didn't think he could have a decent time with her. No, indeed. She had more or less become his partner in crime over the years, though Darren had no exact moment he could point to in order to confirm the idea.

This pub, however, was probably a good example of their shenanigans, even if they couldn't decide how the things had started. The line outside was almost entirely made up of girls in things far too high on the bottom and far too low on the top. If Dom thought he was going to find any of them that interested him, she was dead wrong. Then again, Darren had always been the more wary and more likely to question anything and everything. It was just how he was, and Darren was sure that Dom recognized that after being around him for so long.

He made his way along the line of people waiting, looking for the blonde head of hair who had requested he meet her. By the time he reached the front, though, he realized she wasn't outside. He didn't expect that she would be late, so he leaned to the side and peered through the door as best as he could. The bouncer gave Darren a funny look before looking down at his list. "Oi, mate. You on the list?"

Darren blinked at the taller man, both surprised that the man was in fact taller than himself as well as intrigued that he might in fact be one of the ones written down. "Um, possibly," he returned, moving closer and pushing his hands into his pockets. "Got an Isaacson on there?" When the bouncer nodded, Darren's eyebrows lifted for a moment, but he just nodded and walked in when the door was pushed open for him. It felt strange to have that thing opened for him, considering he usually irritated people rather than got invited in places.

Glancing around the place, a frown immediately forced itself onto his face. This was going to be a ridiculous evening, he was sure, after he found her. And if Dom tried to pull anything, Darren wasn't exactly sure what he would do. Probably just shoot words at her that were dripping with disdain or sarcasm. That, however, would not be his fault.
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