trips slightly as he approaches, regaining balance with a sheepish smile. "Er, h-hi there! You come here often?"
This is my first time doing a roleplay ever, so be patient with me Harry Potter stood at the edge of the black lake, his lightning shaped scar standing out against his pale skin. His green eyes reflected a mix of curiosity and friendliness as he noticed ThistleMood standing a few feet away "Hey there! Who are you?"
"I'm Harry Potter, but everyone just calls me Harry. And who might you be?"
"My name's ThistleMood, um.. I'm new here."
smiles warmly "Well, ThistleMood, welcome to Hogwarts! It's a grand old place, isn't it? So, what brings you here?"
"Just transferring from Beauxbatons, I guess? I was hoping to make some friends."
genuinely interested "Transferring from Beauxbatons, huh? That's quite a journey. So, what made you decide to come here? Is it the castle? The magic?
"Well.. the castle, the magic, and something else.."
tilts his head curiously "And what might that'something else' be? Are you hiding a secret, ThistleMood?"
"Maybe.. I'm looking for someone."
leans in closer, intrigued "Someone? Here at Hogwarts? Who are you looking for? Maybe I can help you find them."
"I want to find my father."
leans in even closer, his voice softening "Your father? But, ThistleMood, you're so young. How could you possibly be looking for your father?"
"Not my father, my biological father.. I was adopted by the end of last year, so I'm trying to find him, and the reason why I transferred here is because one of my friends found out where he was."
pauses for a moment, processing the information "Oh, I see. That's quite a journey you're on, ThistleMood. Finding your biological father...
"I know, but I'm definitely not going back to Beauxbatons."
nods understandingly "Of course, ThistleMood. Hogwarts is a wonderful place to search for your father. There are so many people here, so many stories.
"Yeah.. especially since this school had a lot to do with his past, you think."
narrowing his eyes thoughtfully "Hmm, I see. So, ThistleMood, tell me more about your biological father. What do you know about him?
"I know that his name's Victor, and that he used to come from this school, but I don't know what house he was in, or what year he was in.. and I also know that he left before his fifth year for reasons I don't know."
"Victor, huh? Sounds like quite the enigma. Well, ThistleMood, we'll have to start our search somewhere. Let's begin with the Houses.
"But.. it doesn't really matter which house he was in, since I don't know what it was. He didn't tell me."
pauses for a moment, thinking "Well, ThistleMood, we can still try to narrow down our search by guessing which house he might have been in.
"Alright.. let's say he was in Slytherin. Since both of my parents are in Slytherin, and my adoptive father was too. Makes sense that my biological father would be in it too."
nodding, excited "Slytherin, huh? That's a great guess, ThistleMood. Let's start there! We'll ask around in the Slytherin common room and see if anyone remembers Victor.
"Sounds like a plan to me."
grinning "Alright, ThistleMood! Let's head to the Slytherin common room and start our investigation. Who knows, we might find your father sooner than you expect!"
"And if anyone recognizes my scar, since it's kinda rare."
enthusiastically "That's a brilliant idea, ThistleMood! Your scar is truly one of a kind, just like you.
As Harry and ThistleMood enter the Slytherin common room, they are met with a group of suspicious and cunning students. The Slytherins eye them with curiosity and a hint of malice. Some whisper among themselves while others seem to be sizing up the newcomers, wondering if they belong or if they are intruders. The atmosphere is tense and filled with the underlying threat of trouble if they don't prove themselves worthy of the Slytherin name.
Meanwhile, over by the lake, a boy walked by, listening to music.. until he heard a familiar voice calling out to him. "You listenin' to Good Charlotte?"
turns to look at the boy by the lake, recognizing the voice "Hey there! Yeah, I'm listening to Good Charlotte. You know them?"
"They're pretty good.. caught their concert in New York last year."
surprised "No way! You went to their concert? I've been dying to go, but I couldn't get a ticket. How did you manage to score one?"
"My friend Benny got one through his dad.. but you won't guess who's dad it is."
raising an eyebrow "Who's dad? Is it a famous wizard or something?"
"The dad's one of the most well known wizards in the world.. and my friend's his son."
eyes widening in surprise "Wait, seriously? Which one of the most well-known wizards in the world? Dumbledore? McGonagall? Professor Sprout?"
stunned "Victor? Victor, like, your biological father?"
excitedly "Wow, ThistleMood! It's like the universe is on our side! We were just talking about Victor and now we find out that he's one of the most famous wizards in the world? It's incredible!