Jan. 8th, 2008

[identity profile] lemondrop-party.livejournal.com
Little by little, with resistance from the Furby every step of the way, Albus was trying to make his Hogwarts something approaching its former respectability.

A losing battle, he knew; but he had to do something. He had never been one to sit idly by while the world deteriorated around him. The Hogwarts into which he'd been unpopcorned had presented him with a panoply of chaos quite frankly unthinkable. It had taken a while to figure out a strategy for addressing it, a small piece at a time, and whenever he thought he had something lined up perfectly, the Hat would go do something like perform a mass marriage and move everyone into a tent village. So far his major accomplishments had been to hold a faculty meeting and organize a field trip. This must change.

The newest bee in his bonnet: the complete lack of orientation provided for new students. No longer did owls arrive at children's homes informing them of the mystical journey in store. Now hapless people got sucked into the Sorting Room with no notion what wizarding might be, much less what Hogwarts was.

Providing new arrivals with gratis copies of Hogwarts: A History would do no good. This Hogwarts resembled the documented Hogwarts about as closely as Aberforth resembled Albus: they sort of looked the same, and that was all. No, Albus would have to write something entirely new. And to do that, he would need input from the current inmates student body.

Therefore, one fine winter's day shortly after the New Year, a large poster appeared above a table outside the Great Hall, with a magical self-replenishing length of parchment attached for people to write contributions, and a quill and inkwell ready for use, as well as a Dictaquill for those unable to write:

Hogwarts Students!

New students need your help!

We are compiling an orientation booklet for new arrivals to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and we need to know what you, the current students, think!

How would you describe the different Houses? What is your favorite aspect of Hogwarts life? If you could give one piece of advice to a new student, what would it be? Who is the most physically attractive professor? What courses do you recommend most highly?

All these and more are questions that need answers! Answers from YOU!

Please add to this sheet your thoughts. They will be legible to all, and after a reasonable period of time has passed, the contributions will be compiled into a new Student's Guide to Hogwarts!

ALBUS DUMBLEDORE
Professor Emeritus
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
[identity profile] papayagami.livejournal.com
Right before Christmas (which honestly, is a bad time for this to happen), nine people went missing. They did not become popcorn, or get lost in Hogwarts, they just vanished.

All nine of them had ended up in some different plane of existence filled with a maze of mirrors, the objective being to fuck with their heads.

On their return to Hogwarts, they were surprised to find that while only minutes had passed for them, days had passed in Hogwarts, and it was now the eighth of January.

And now for the individual reactions!

Charles Ofdensen was indifferent at first, but soon got haunted by a white haired man in a blue suit, poker face never revealing if Ofdensen knew said man. At first he took this in stride, but as it got on his nerves, he punched a mirror. Good thing he reappeared over in the Hospital Wing. But now his hand hurts and he missed so many days.

KOS-MOS tried to destroy all the mirrors. The last shot ended up taking out a tree in the Forbidden Forest.

ExpandSoichiro Yagami, mild spoilers for the movie version )
George St. Bartleigh, in a fit of ADD, got distracted by seeing many reflections, and actually was mildly disappointed to find himself back at Hogwarts.

Ed and Tomato didn't even notice until the very end. Ed was teaching Tomato more smilies. At any rate, they ended up in the WART room. (WART coming soon)

Archie Kennedy was also left mildly shaken by the mirrors, for they liked to take pleasure in showing Jack Simpson to him.

Turlough just kept wandering around until he found himself back at Hogwarts.

Wishbone thought his reflections were other dogs, and kept barking at them until he became hoarse.

Phoenix Wright, actually, doesn't remember what happened. He did end up in the popcorn room again, so he just assumed that he popped and unpopped.

[OOC: I LIVE! Open RPs for all, owls and WART forthcoming once I figure out who sends to who
[identity profile] the-hawks-eye.livejournal.com
A prim, blond woman walked into the sorting room, a black dog at her side and a rifle strapped to her back. She looked around, her eyes searching the room, stopping when they fell upon a quill and sheet of paper.

"Application?," Riza asked aloud, before sitting down to answer the questions on the sheet of paper before her.

ExpandApplication for Lt. Riza Hawkeye )

I have read the hogwarts_hocus faq, and understand it is a crazy, cracktastic sorting community and RPG. RH
I have read the hogwarts_hocus rules and agree to abide by each and every one of them. RH.
I agree to be a good sport and not get my knickers in a bunch. RH.
One day, marmalade will rule the world. RH

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