TIME 2 GET SORTED Y'ALL

[dousing]

HARRY POTTER AU MEME It's time to explore the wonderful world of Harry Potter, campers! Go to Hogwarts, teach at Hogwarts, be an alumni that's just living wizard life, be a Quidditch player, work in a shop, work in the Ministry or St. Mungo's, be the next Dark Lord... Well, maybe not that last one. Ignore that. Who needs one of those? Not us! Post your preferences (listed below) and have fun!

PREFERENCES • SCHOOLING If you went to Hogwarts, what house are you? If you're post-school and went somewhere else, which school did you go to? • JOB If you're out of school, what's your job! Quidditch player, Ministry work? Let everyone know! • ERA When are you from? The 1920s? Marauders era? Harry's era? The third generation? Some other year? Timing is everything! • BLOOD STATUS N...No one cares about this anymore, right? Are you a Muggle, a Squib, Muggle-born? Half-blood? Pure-blood? • BEING TYPE (If applicable) If you're a non-human or something else, what are you? People should probably know. • LOCATION The States? The UK? Where you at? • OPTIONAL Things that can be nice but not necessary are wand, patronus, animagus form, so on. If you already know them you can work them into your scene but if not, no worries! It probably won't come up. SCENARIOS 1. GOTTA GET BACK TO SCHOOL You're a student at Hogwarts! ... Or another school! Go to class, have a food fight in the Great Hall, get detention, go wild! Don't get expelled from Durmstrang! 2. TAKE MY FIREBOLT GONNA TAKE TO THE SKY It's time for a Quidditch match! Whether you're playing for the house cup or the world cup, it's bound to be a good time unless you get hit in the face with a Bludger. 3. BACK TO WITCHES AND WIZARDS AND MAGICAL BEASTS You're a Muggle-born! Or a Squib in a magical family! Or a sibling of a Muggle-born! Are you leaving your family to go back to school? Are your siblings leaving you? 4. THIS YEAR I PLAN TO STUDY A LOT You're a TEACHER at Hogwarts. As faculty, it's your job to make sure these kids don't get into too much trouble while you're trying to teach them. Good luck, and go ahead and take away some house points. We know you want to. 5. I'LL HAVE THE GREATEST WIZARD CAREER You've graduated and you need a job! Are you a Ministry intern? Something a little higher up? How about an Auror or a healer at St. Mungo's? Infiltrating MACUSA to further your evil agenda? 6. VOLDEMORT IS GOING DOWN An obligatory war option. Depending on your era, maybe you're up against Grindelwald! You might have to fight Voldemort! Hell, depending on circumstances, you may have to fight a new dark force entirely!! 7. CAN'T WE JUST BE DEATH EATERS Seriously, you're tired of playing goodie-two-shoes. It's time to wreck things and ruin people's days. Maybe try to be not so OPENLY crazy wizard racist so you don't get caught, though. Or do and have some kind of redemption arc. 8. I COULD BE FALLING IN LOVE WITH HERMIONE GRANGER A shipping option! Is it puppy love? Soul mates? Are you in love with a Muggle? A Muggle in love with a wizard? 9. HAND ME A GLASS LET THE BUTTERBEER FLOW You need to go shopping! Or drinking. Diagon Alley, Knockturn Alley, Hogsmeade trips... Find anything and everything you want. If you go to Weasley's Wizard Wheezes, make sure you don't get busted by a teacher with your goodies. If you're in New York, bring by some of that swanky jewelry or grab a pastry. 8. SNAKES AND GOBLINS AND WEREWOLVES Sooo you're some kind of being! A Centaur, a Merperson, a Werewolf, a Vampire... What's life like for you? Eat any kids lately? Ha ha, just kidding! As always, these are just suggestions. Make up anything you want, as long as you're having fun!

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alucard. hellsing.

[goneforawalk]

[ option one. you're a student at hogwarts, and the dada teacher is some guy from romania. he went to durmstrang, teaches in an extremely fearless and hands-on way, and is absolutely NOT secretly a vampire. if you're a good student he doesn't really care, but he'll favor you if you're strong-willed and fearless.

option two. how much is that doggy in the window? that, uh, six-eyed, unexplained nasty hound in a knockturn shop, that is. he looks like a puppy, he's pretty small! maybe you can take him to hogwarts with you! just mind the instructions: feed him blood only, and don't take him in the sun. ]

[originallutece]

[Seventh year at Hogwarts, and the good news is this: she's a <>brilliant student and she's strong-willed and fearless. You can rather be the latter when you know for a fact that the former doesn't depend on sucking up. She talks all the time, questioning theories, correcting professors if and when she thinks they're wrong (and House points be damned). She's sharp as a tack and utterly obnoxious, but give her this: at least by seventh year she's learned to curb her tongue somewhat.

After all, academic references are more important than accuracy nowadays, and she'll need a letter from some professor or three if she wants to get any of the careers she's got her eye on. So she's good, yes. She's quiet. She brings a book and reads in the back and lets her classmates slowly catch up to her, and in that way everyone knows peace.

Except the new Defense professor.

It's not that he's bad at his job, which would be Rosalind's reason for interrupting nowadays. He really isn't. This wouldn't be half as frustrating if he was simply an idiot hired because he knows someone's brother or something like that.

It's just--

It's a lot of things.

To start with: he irritates her. All of him, really, but most of all that arrogance. That grinning confidence, his dark eyes blazing and his white teeth shining so bright-- maybe it's that drawling voice. He corrects her (not often, but at least more than once, and it's not much at all, but she's nothing less than perfect, so how dare he), and it leaves her burning. Those first few weeks she half-entertains fantasies of grabbing her wand and really showing him what she's capable of. She wouldn't, of course. Your prospects likely drop if it got out you dueled a teacher. But god, it would be satisfying.

It might end there in other words. But here, now, that fierce irritation is why she pays him more mind-- and why, soon, she finds another reason.

She'll marvel later how easy it was. How all she really had to do was pay him just a little extra attention, just a few weeks of noticing this behavior and that, and then she came to the logical conclusion just like that. Oh, she thinks, softly but with emphasis, because it's a shock to realize but not such a surprise, not when you think about it.

Hogwarts has hired a vampire.

That's illegal, of course. Dark creatures can't be allowed near the precious schoolchildren. And yet she's absolutely certain Hogwarts has gone and broken the law, just like that, damn any consequences should someone find out.

And yet he's not even subtle about it.

It's easy once you realize what he is. Like seeing the pattern in a sequence, now it's all she can see. He takes his tea all dark (and she knows it's blood, it isn't the bitter brown of tea but red, red and thick, and that's not subtle at all, it really isn't) and avoids the sunlight (not entirely, but often enough, and perhaps he's that powerful). She's even fairly certain she's seen sharpened teeth once or twice, though he never bares them long enough for her to see.

(Does he know she's snooping about? And yet she's been so certain to keep her nighttime jaunts to the library a secret, slipping books in beneath her cloak, peering into shadows and even casting wards, just in case).

Weeks and weeks pass, and the longer she researches this, the more she's certain she's correct. But knowing isn't enough, she's got to prove it properly.

The most direct way seems best. Risky, oh, yes, beyond risky if she's wrong (or if he successfully denies it), but there's only so many times you can test a hypothesis before you have to simply test things out. It's a risk, but so is all of science.

She hadn't made an appointment, but it doesn't matter. It's only him in his office when she opens the door, and she closes it swiftly behind her. Whatever he was working on can wait; this is far more important.]

You're a vampire.

[She says it with such certainty. Like it's a given fact, not a hypothesis she's worked on for nearly three months now.

Also, hi, professor.]

[goneforawalk]

[ for what it's worth, vlad enjoys having rosalind as a student. she's often insufferable, but her spine is made of steel and he respects that. not enough to let even the slightest mistake pass him by, but still. respect earned.

he's aware that she's infuriated by him in some ways, but he likes that because it just makes her all the more fierce.

now, only one person knows for sure his status, and that's dumbledore. (that's a laugh--severus knows too, because he could tell immediately, but that's neither here nor there.) the point is, no students know he's a vampire, no parents know he's a vampire, and no other staff know he's a vampire.

now, vlad is somewhat 'domesticated' these days. he was a wild young wizard, and turned centuries ago, and that wildness didn't drain out of him until a couple of decades ago. he'd met albus while the man was traveling, and when he'd heard the headmaster needed a professor willing to take on a cursed position, he'd jumped at the chance.

it's not like he's not already cursed.

that said, most of vlad's students accept him at face value despite his odd habits. rosalind does not. he's aware that she's probably digging up dirt on him in some capacity, and that he should be doing something to get ahead of it, but really he's curious as to how far she'll get.

so he's not surprised when she barges into his office one afternoon and for a moment he just looks at her, lofting an eyebrow slightly and setting down his quill. ]

Miss Lutece.

[ there's a pause, just a beat or so long, and then he smiles, thin-lipped. ]

You're aware it's three in the afternoon? I know the subject is on everyone's minds, being we just finished the unit, but you're making this accusation in the middle of the day.

[ and sure, he'd rather be asleep, but classes are in the daytime for the most part so he has to teach then--he sleeps at night, regretfully, in a small room in the dungeons. it's nice and dark down there though, which he likes, and in any case that isn't the point right now. he gestures to the chair across from his desk, canting his head aside. ]

Please, sit, and tell me the reasons for this claim.

[knightbear]

[ Ritsu is a fifth year at Hogwarts, lazy to a fault and a huge sleepy head who'd rather nap away than doing actual school work. He is however, very fascinated by vampires and there's just something about this teacher that piques his interest...]

Ummm... Wha...? Class started already? [yaaaaawns]

[goneforawalk]

[ now, one would think that with a name like professor dracul someone would cotton on to him being a vampire, but no one has yet. he's a good teacher, when he's not being insufferable, but he also dislikes being disrespected or ignored.

sleeping in his class is a pretty big no-no, ritsu. still, he sighs good-naturedly, canting his head aside and tapping the book resting on his wayward student's desk. ]

Approximately ten minutes ago, mister Sakuma. I'd hope you're able to pick yourself out of slumber to pay attention?

Re: alucard. hellsing.

[pure_blooded]

_{[So hello I am trash, and so I have this Slytherin OC girl here, who just happens to be half Romanian, and her father went to durmstrang and uh... they're definitely not also secretly vampires pff don't be ridiculous.
seems like we could maybe do something with that if you're interested?]}

[goneforawalk]

[ STICKS MY LEGGY OUT this sounds good to me! hilariously, "dracula" in hp lore is actually vlad ii, alucard's father, which he's pretty incensed about, but his family is famous enough in romania especially. with his dad on a chocolate frog card, it stands to reason he's recognizable. :') ]

Slams into this with tiny fury

[kidwiththeleash]

[The first year Gryffindor sure never gives up, does she? She's never been anything short of a spitfire, embodying the lion in the symbol of her house by just being here after a traumatizing summer of losing her father and the attempted nepoticide that quickly followed after. Integra Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing made it to her first year at Hogwarts with a fire in her eyes and her teeth grit and she never, ever intends to look back or to look weak again.

Honestly, it had been only a matter of time before she found out. She had his classes after all; After the third one her eyes bore into him and tracked his every movement whenever she could, gleaning as much as she could for info. A few weeks later she had gotten detention for being caught out bed and far, far from the Gryffindor dorms and closer to the sub basements. It did little to deter her, she had rationalized to herself; This was what she was suppose to do as Head of Hellsing, right?

Right.

However, there was also something else that had been on her mind ever since her Uncle had attacked her. Something that, perhaps, he could help her with. But could she really compromise on the rigid training she has had ever since she was young?

The answer must have ended up being yes, because eventually she does end up accosting him. There was no other word for how the small blonde girl had stalked up to the front of the classroom after she had made sure everyone else had left. There wasn't much time before the next class came it.]

I want you to teach me to duel.

[The determination in her blue eyes makes it clear she isn't going to take No for an answer, despite the fact the syllabus says she's far too young for it.]

yeeee

[goneforawalk]

[ vlad hasn't been a professor for long. he'd signed on last-minute, when dumbledore hadn't been able to find anyone to take the cursed position, and what fear does he have of curses? none, clearly, since he's settled in easily. he's fond of some of his students but hasn't taken a deep liking to any of them save the select few, the strong ones, the bold ones, the clever ones.

he's not surprised to see integra hellsing standing before him at the front of the room, nor is he surprised by her request. he's well familiar with the family name, and he wonders if she, so young, has made the connection between their bloodlines.

he smiles down at her, but it's not patronizing, it's interested. ]

Miss Hellsing. You're requesting something very heavy of me, something wholly against the rules, against the regulations I've signed on under. Second years are the absolute youngest allowed to learn how to duel.

[ but still: he smiles wider, sly, and cants his head aside. ]

Tell me. What has you so determined to surpass the others?

[ in other words: convince him. ]

gwen wynne-york | original

[trouvaille]

( ravenclaw for her student years, bored upper-class witch does "this might only be legal because no one has made it explicitly illegal yet but it's probably fine" magical experimentation in buttfuck no where, russia post-hogwarts. )

[requirethree]

[It was very, very stupid, even for Antonin Dolohov.

It wasn't as if he thought he was escaping. They knew where he was, and they would know, regardless of what he did. The longer he was gone, the worse it would be for him when they caught up. But he cared about very little now, and certainly not about the English war. He'd seen his sister, briefly and awkwardly, and she was the one who'd told him that Gwen Wynne-York was still in Russia, as far as she knew.

He'd thought he'd never see Russia or Gwen again. He was wrong about the first, and maybe he could be wrong about the second if he found her before anyone had the spare time to catch up to him.]

[ithopoios]

[ Why ever did she chose Russia of all places to hide, Orm wonders as he walks up a path where a visibly nervous villager pointed him, hands in his pockets as he squints at the surroundings. It was so dry here. The cold he didn't mind, he did mind the dry. Back home his island misted daily.

He pauses at the gate, with flaking paint and shaggy greenery, the wards tingling and his own magic pulsing out a little in response. She'll know who it was without opening the door. ]

[mundifies]

It's generally known amongst students that Professor McPherson isn't well liked. Not that he's vicious or a bully, nor does he treat students poorly - he's just sullen and moody. Few students actually like him - he's definitely not the favourite of many. He reacts well to students who do well in his classes and even gets on well with students (in his own way) who enjoy Potions but many students actually wonder why he's there if he doesn't enjoy his job so much. Probably because he knows his work. He's at least competent.

Some know he used to be a Healer. Although none of them know why he's not a Healer anymore. There's rumours around that - children like to make up ridiculous things: some say he once accidentally killed a patient, others claim use of wildly experimental means to treat patients got him dismissed, some say he was too traumatised by the horrors of the Wizarding War that he had to quit. They're all wildly untrue, except for the last one. There's some truth in that. He did quit. It just wasn't the War that did it.

Teaching at least allowed him to have some form of income coming it. And it let him fill his head with something other than his own painful thoughts.

It's late. Not late enough to sleep but the castle has certainly wound down for the evening. Students are likely returning from their clubs and heading to common rooms, teachers are in their offices or private quarters. Niven sits in his office, dead-eyeing his way through a pile of third year homework - essays on shrinking solutions. A record player quietly plays - something distinctively Muggle, a punk band he enjoyed as a teenager and despite the fact he's marking homework, a glass of whisky half drunk sits on his desk. The last two essays have been abysmal - the two students have been clearly copying one another's work (and not had the brains to actually differentiate them) and he's not in the mood for this right now.

There's a knock on his door. Oh thank fuck, a distraction. Although... who it actually is at this time, he isn't sure. A bit late for a student to come bother him - maybe a prefect and he cringes slightly: if he has to deal with something right now he will not be happy. With a flutter, he motions his hand towards the record player, stopping the music short. Leaning back in his chair, he huffs, wiping at his face.

"Aye, enter."

And he sees her and his face promptly drops.

Lorenna Rosen | HP OC | OTA

[pure_blooded]

[6th year Slytherin prefect, quidditch chaser, secret vampire, stone cold bitch.

This is my trashy teenage HP OC and I unashamedly love her.]

[greggrimmaldisowesme15]

[Hey! How would you feel about doing something with Lup?

Lup could be her DADA teacher one year (instead of Snape in Harry's 6th?? Idk) and chat about her vampirism, the usual "hey don't eat anyone without consent" stuff. Or maybe her vampire power things would tell her that Lup might be dabbling in some weird dark/necromantic magic.

Otherwise, they could be in the same year and butt heads over something. Lup plays a lot of pranks, and her brother most likely sneaks her into Slytherin's dorms pretty often, and vice versa. Mostly for catty bitching and nail painting, but it's probably the principle of the thing. Given they're both muggleborn and have a deep disrespect for authority, I could see where that might cause friction with your OC.]

Hawkeye Pierce | M*A*S*H | OTA

[benjaminfranklin]

[Option one: New school 'nurse' with a drinking problem and a predilection for flirting with the female staff. or the male staff, he's no fussy.

Option two: 7th year Slytherin delinquent.

Option three: working at st mungos and/or magical doctoring in a wizarding war and/or canon setting but where he's a wizard caught up in the muggle war and refusing to leave people to die]

[fightingboston]

Somehow Binns had managed to move on so there is a new History of Magic professor. Colleen is pleasant enough to work with. She just holds herself back from the students and walks with a bit of a limp from the war. The students have wild theories of just what happened to their professor but they're all thankfully very far from the truth.

She had gotten her leg nearly taken off by a werewolf working for Lord No Nose as Colleen likes to think of Voldemort. Colleen also likes to not talk about her furry problem more than strictly necessary. It can't always be avoided however as last night had been a bit much.

Frankly, she looks like a hot mess but Colleen still is able to get herself up to the hospital wing without students spotting her or any unfortunate incidents.

"Good morning. Healer Pierce, are you in," Colleen calls while giving the beds an almost longing look. She really would love to just take a quick nap. It's just that she doesn't want to mess up a nice sterile bed. That would be just mean.

Zuko | Avatar the Last Airbender | OTA

[nonehonorwithleftburn]

[Couple of options I'll whip up, or offer your own. My only request is no third generation stuff.

1. Early 1700s, a few years after the Statute of Secrecy was put into place. Zuko is a halfblood-raised-muggle, son of a major noble (who contributed to quite a bit of anti-witchcraft killing) and his strange wife. Everyone is nervous about this "wizard killer" coming to Hogwarts, which leads Zuko to be a bit ostracized. Pre-third year, he's a strong headed but well-meaning kid. Beginning of third year, he showed up with a scar on his face and a nasty temper. Gryffindor, average student, seems to prefer swordplay to defensive magic.

2. Anywhere between modern era and marauder's. Pureblood, son of a blood supremacist/Voldemort supporter. Got into Gryffindor, though that isn't a big issue in the family. Has a lot of struggle with choosing what's right, and has little experience with muggles until he gets tossed out on his ass just before third year, with a scar to boot. Went from slightly prejudiced, mostly ignorant yet friendly kid into a jerk. Average student.]

Lup | The Adventure Zone | OTA

[greggrimmaldisowesme15]

[1. Your newest DADA professor! Dresses very punk, has a good sense of humor, and enjoys messing with students a little. Seems old beyond her years, and the paranoid student who carries a dark detector may see it go off around her outside of class. Also really likes broom racing. Blood status is unknown.

2. In-your-face, 6th year prankster & muggleborn Gryffindor, whatever era. Has an identical twin in Slytherin. In first year, refused to sleep in the boy's dormitory, and after two months of sleeping in the common room (and, somehow, in Slytherin in her brother's room) and arguing with McGonagall, finally got placed in the girl's dormitory with no problems from the staircase. Anyone who gave Lup shit about it has ended up badly hexed. Now it's mostly a joke about misfiled paperwork and getting mixed up with her brother.

Re: Lup | The Adventure Zone | OTA

[dixie_tn]

((OOC: Hmmm, how about a former student coming back to Pigfarts (glob, I love this musical! XD) Hogwarts to start teaching Quidditch when their two paths cross?




Yeah, I got nothing.))

Dolly Iris Jones// Hetalia OC//OTA

[dixie_tn]

((Option one: Dolly is a half-blood post Hogwarts Magizoologist who studies focus on dragons and Unicorns. She comes back to Hogwarts on whim to see what exactly has changed since she last visited when something, or someone, crosses her path and it's time to snap back into the zoologist role.

Or: Option two*: Back in the States, Dolly is a well known half blood quidditch player, who, unlike her rowdy teammates, is quite shy off the field, but when you get her on it, she does a complete 360 and becomes a whole new person.

That is....until she takes a bludger to the face, hard, and knocks her clean off her broom. As she comes to, later, she's been told by the nurse that someone has been keeping a watchful (and very overprotective) eye on her. She's, obviously, flattered, but has no clue who it could be.


For the second, she swings to the guys, girls will get CR, no gore, bathroom stuff, vore, the like. Wants/do not wants on profile, cross-canon, OC, canon a-okay!))

Loki | MCU | OTA

[cuttingremark]

[Slytherin for his Hogwarts days, had a pretty nasty falling out with his father in before 6th year started, but wouldn't tell anyone what it was about.
Never joined either side of the war, just wanted to do his own thing so he went overseas while all the fuss was happening.

In his adult life he doesn't actually have a job, per-say. He acts as a a consultant for ritualistic magics, but that's more of a hobby than a job. Old money has it's perks. Has a strong affinity for illusion charms and transfiguration.]

Integra Hellsing | Hellsing | ota

[cutmyfinger]

[ Integra is a Gryffindor student from '88 through spring '96. 2nd year and above, she's studious and very serious, and tends to be on her own, although she's polite and cordial to any who address her.

cross-canon/cross-medium very welcome! ]

Sandor Clegane | GoT | ota

[morethanbark]

[ gryffindor for. sure. Halfblood but gives zero fucks about it and will deck anyone who tries to make a thing of it. All prompts are good, everybody welcome, age open to variation depending on what we're doing prompt-wise. M/f for shipping. ]

haha this terrible DADA class

[theladyofwinterfell]

( Sansa and her sister Arya had been the only Slytherins from House Stark in a long while and considering their brothers had all been Gryffindor, they'd been anomalies in school. They were even more infamous for excelling in Potions and Occlumency, in Transfiguration and Defence Against the Dark Arts. Bran had gone Herbology and Jon and Robb had gone Charms and Care of Magical Creatures. Rickon's still in school, a Fifth year.

Arya had joined the Aurors immediately but Sansa had decided to teach, coming on at Hogwarts after two years of study under a master in Transfiguration. She'd helped to write a textbook and came back to teach, which felt a little strange but altogether good. She knows that the current DADA teacher had worked with Arya and she hopes to make a friend of him. )

Sandor, right? I'm Sansa Stark, Arya's older sister. She told me that she knew you from the Ministry.