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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 Robin Ivanov Sat Sep 28, 2013 10:52 pm

The idea of a girl as free spirited and young as Cordella locked up in prison was almost too much for Robin to bear. The pair had been writing back and forth and each owl that he received it became clearer and clear that she simply couldn't stay in there. In fact, it was right after he had replied to her first owl that Robin had begun the process of collecting ingredients for the ever-tricky polyjuice potion. He was no expert in potions or jailbreak or the legal consequences of such conspiracies.. but he had to try.

Now, only a month later the plan had been put into action. Robin had paid the guard handsomely for the small vials safe transport - enough to make even the Ivanov cringe a bit. Now he sat at home, helplessly waiting for some sort of news. Whatever had happened back at Azkaban had happened and there was no changing it now. His confidence had been slowly dropping the higher the sun rose in the sky.

She was late.

Something had gone wrong.

She had been caught.

It was his fault.

It was either too late or too early to drink (depending on how you looked at the time) but Robin did so anyway. The liquid in his glass was clear like water but the smoke that was emitting from it was a neon blue hue. It stung pleasantly on the way down his throat and momentarily he was distracted from Della's absence. It was the first time he had ever really minded being alone in his home. Mira had moved to Avery's flat a couple days ago and once again his house was his alone. As odd was it seemed, Robin almost missed the presence of a woman here to domesticate the space. Even if she had taken over his bathroom.

Robin's eyelids drooped and his now empty glass fell to the floor through his loose grip. He had waited up the entire night and the fatigue of nothing happening had finally caught up to him. The young man's head lolled and his eyes closed completely. The arm of the couch was there to pillow his head and before he had time to think, he was out like a light. Any news would come when he woke.
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