Wow & Yay! So many people joined^^ Thanks for being patient and for the compliments on the idea. As promised The RPG starts today.

Feel free to ask questions and I will answer as we go.

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-Meandering, nobody has "parts" just yet, but you will be including yourself in the story as it goes and you can add whatever you feel into the story. I will let everybody have complete free will over your characters (within what the HP tells) and let you change the story line as well (--> also, you need a color for Neville).
-As well, Hermione_298, you too can make your character good or bad (or mild or neutral too), or even change bands as you go. Btw, the character is what you make of them
-Melantha, I love all colors just pick one (teal looks nice) Read above for the bad-character question.
-Backslash, may be better if you had one color for Ron and another for Gideon so not to have confusions (by the way, if you agree, I want to make Ron the third witness, seeing he is a prefect it fits perfectly).
-Harry Potter's 6º year indeed! And yes, Stardancer, the less you say the better [/color]

I need somebody who can be the second witness, a Slytherin preferably. Could Astrid Thomas be it, Hermione_298?

Both Ron and Astrid will have more knowledge than the other characters, as witnesses. I'll PM you both said knowledge, if you agree.
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And so it begins...



"I told you! I was never here!"

Theodore Nott was on the brick of pulling his own hairs out. The Auror taking notes just made his 'mmh' sound as if he was bored out of his wits. It was maddening.

Theodore Nott and this Auror, as well as every other person in the Slytherin Common Room, now, at 8:00 am in the morning, had been awake the whole night taking and being taken declarations since 3 in the morning. That’s when the Aurors first arrived. Late, of course; the attack had happened much earlier, Theo could tell as much. He had been in a precarious mood since first encountering the scene at one in the morning.

The place was only mildly trashed. The doors of the Commons were now wide open for everybody to see the insides, even other houses. Students peeked curiously at the scene surrounded by professors, Aurors and other Ministry authorities. It was difficult not to spot the great mass of people at the dungeons pushing their way though when on your way to have breakfast at the Great Hall. Yet, only those involved stayed long enough to be sorry about it, the rest was shoed away. Everything was a mess, and Theodore (“Theo” for short) was exhausted and cranky, being questioned by this people in fancy uniforms again and again for something he never saw!

"Whatever you were said, it didn't happen,” Theo insisted. “I just finished serving detention - got a little caught up, yeah, but I wasn't here! The place was a mess by the time I arrived the Commons! Before I was here. You can ask McGonagall there."

He nodded on her direction, feeling about to collapse from lack of sleep. The Transfiguration professor was deep in conversation with his Head of House.

The man in front of him only yawned and then said that was not what another student, a prefect, had said -- at the same time he overheard a journalist and Fudge speaking not far from there. Well, of course! Why trusting a Slytherin when you can have a Gryffindor prefect telling their version of the facts?

“Who told you that?” Nott inquired. “Maybe they are mistaken me with somebody else. I was never here… and where is Draco Mafloy? What’s this I hear about him missing?”

The man didn’t say a thing and only make a few more notes. Nott was about to repeat himself when the man stood… to allow another Auror in his place for more questioning. Theo groaned. He just hoped they would let him have breakfast, he was starving.