Harry Potter Roleplay
Thread Topic: Harry Potter Roleplay
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Paxton runs his fingers through his own hair. "My hair is most straight with a little wave towards the end. I think it's pretty soft... but this undercut? Literally so AWESOME."
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she laughs again, smiling. her fingers move through the hair framing her face.
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"Willow. You're up." Professor Sullivan beckons her over to the boggart.
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Willow looks at the cupboard, and takes a deep breath. the door opens, and the boggart comes out, looking at Willow. slowly, it transforms into a big black dog, about the size of a goat. She takes another deep breath, and raises. her wand, closes her eyes, and thinks. "Ridikulus!" she says, and the dog turns into a small, helpless, wriggling puppy.
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"AAAWWW~ So cute!" Paxton gushes. "It's like my own dog at home..."
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Willow speedwalks away from the cupboard, waiting for everyone else to get done, red in the face and embarrassed.
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"Paxton, you're up." Professor Sullivan gestures to the boggart. Paxton shuffles up to it, and it forms into... a guy? He starts calling him really cruel and harsh names. Then it takes Paxton's wrist and starts raising his fist. "R-ridikulus!" Paxton yells, pointing his wands at the guy. The guy becomes a smaller, younger version, and starts to cry. Paxton backs away, shaking vigorously.
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Paxton covers his face, which is full of horror. He's at the verge of tears. Trembling.
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Willow runs up to him, putting an arm around him, trying to comfort him. "Paxton, are you okay?" She asks, genuinely worried for him.
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"I just relived my traumatic experience through a boggart, how do you think I'm feeling right now?!" Paxton snaps, his voice cracking towards the end as his face flushes red, and tears come streaming down his cheeks.
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Willow jolts back, removing her arm from around him. "sorry..." she says, looking at the ground.
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"No, don't apologize. It's not your fault. Professor Sullivan is an idiot to think this was a good idea. Y'know, SOME PEOPLE, have actually RATIONAL FEARS." Paxton mutters, his jaw clenched, and his eyebrows furrowed.
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Willow looks back up at Paxton. "if you don't mind me asking, who was that man?" she asks, concern on her face again.
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"Oh, him? Yeah, that was my older brother. My abuser. Emotionally, Mentally, and Physically even." Paxton wipes away his tears, a growl forming in his throat.
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Willow's eyes soften, sympathy in her eyes. "well, he can't get you now." she says, trying to be optimistic. "no Professor at this school will let him hurt you."
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