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Kings & Queens


Hello witches and wizards of the Wizarding World! As you know, Kings and Queens is undergoing a revamp, which involves a new theme, new graphics, new characters and an updated plot, as well as some new elements that we plan on introducing to the roleplay once the revamp is through. Below, you can find a list of characters that are being reopened, removed or retired. We have spoken to the members who plan on staying, and will be messaging a few of you soon to discuss minor issues. If you did not message us within the last few days, but wish to remain a part of the roleplay, feel free to send us a message and we will take that into consideration. Thank you.

REOPENING

Antonin Dolohov
Eleanor Sorell
Lucy Forester
Sirius Black
Betty Graham
Bellatrix Lestrange
James Potter
Peter Pettigrew
Barty Crouch Jr.

REMOVING

Rani Pabla
Betty Graham
Faye Journey

RETIRING

Alastor Moody

Hello witches and wizards of the Wizarding World! As you know, Kings and Queens is undergoing a revamp, which involves a new theme, new graphics, new characters and an updated plot, as well as some new elements that we plan on introducing to the roleplay once the revamp is through. Below, you can find a list of characters that are being reopened, removed or retired. We have spoken to the members who plan on staying, and will be messaging a few of you soon to discuss minor issues. If you did not message us within the last few days, but wish to remain a part of the roleplay, feel free to send us a message and we will take that into consideration. Thank you.

REOPENING

REMOVING

RETIRING

Attention all current members of Kings and Queens! The admins are currently working on revamping the roleplay to suit the now graduated Marauders. This means darker themes, a plethora of new settings and plenty of new characters to come. Because of this, we are requesting that you send us an owl if you plan on staying a part of the roleplay. You have three days to get back to us before your characters are reopened. Also, our current members may continue roleplaying during the revamp, and we will be accepting applications again soon. Stay tuned for future updates. Thank you!

Attention all current members of Kings and Queens! The admins are currently working on revamping the roleplay to suit the now graduated Marauders. This means darker themes, a plethora of new settings and plenty of new characters to come. Because of this, we are requesting that you send us an owl if you plan on staying a part of the roleplay. You have three days to get back to us before your characters are reopened. Also, our current members may continue roleplaying during the revamp, and we will be accepting applications again soon. Stay tuned for future updates. Thank you!

12:57am, 15/7/14 with 2 notes
is this still active?
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Yes, it is indeed still alive! The main admin just became swamped with IRL issues, but she’s now back. Currently, we’re working on revamping the theme and plot to suite the recently graduated Marauders. Keep watch, because a new side of Kings and Queens is going to be revealed very, very soon.

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Well, hello. You’re not as interesting as I thought you would be, but it depends on what we find out, heh? Come on, love, don’t be shy and don’t mind the quill. Tell me, do you live alone, or with your family? If you live with your family, do you peek on them while they’re on the loo? It’s okay, spill it out, we’ve all got our quirks. Well, I live with my husband, Arthur and then there are the boys. Bill’s the oldest, he’s getting quite independent already and then there’s Charlie, oh but he’s the firecracker, always had the lungs on him from when he was born and then little Percy…not a peep out of him. Always so well behaved, he didn’t even cry when he was born. I was worried that he….well, it was alright, he was just asleep. Imagine! Asleep while being born! Sorry, what was the question?
Do you enjoy your family’s company? Oh, definitely. Family is everything. Who wouldn’t enjoy the company of their family? Of course they drive you a little mad sometimes, boys will have their games after all….but it’s all lovely really.
Now we’re getting to the interesting stuff; if you had to choose one and only one forever, which one would you pick: love, lust, friendship, or power? Why?  Oh love. Oh no, friendship. Love. Oh, but then lust is quite….well, certainly not power anyway.
Interesting, very interesting… Now. If I gave you 10,000 galleons, what would you do with it? Oh well…I suppose I would put it to good use. Some of it would definitely go away for the boys’ futures. For a rainy day. And then there are some things we need, and then how I wish you could create food; those boys eat like ravenous wolves, as small as they are.
What is your most obvious weakness? I can see a few, but tell me just one. A few? I personally think I have very little weaknesses. Though I suppose my family is one…but I’d say that’s really more of a strength than a weakness.
And what is your most obvious strength? No need to lie here. Oh, well that’s a little difficult. Oh, I don’t know…perhaps…I like to think I have a strength of character. I’m not easily swayed.
Was there any event or cause of these weaknesses, hm? Maybe a trauma? Daddy issues?  Trauma? Absolutely not. You would do better than to pry into people’s lives like this. Do you ask everyone these questions? Those poor people who do have traumas, you just dredge them up like this? It’s absolutely disgraceful is what it is.
Briefly describe a defining moment in your childhood and how it influenced your life - but don’t make it boring! No one likes boring stories. If you don’t spice it up, I will, and… well, certainly no one wants that. Oh I don’t know, I suppose when I met Arthur for the first time….it was something…something stirred in me, I suppose and I just knew. Oh, but you don’t want to know all about that, it’s quite silly really I suppose. When my brothers were born was also a very big moment, to feel responsible for someone else, to love someone so selflessly and completely…I think that’s when I knew I wanted my own family one day. My own children who would all love one another as we all did, and well, I guess I got that didn’t I?
Would you agree to be the world’s most powerful person if it meant giving up all of your friends? Oh, definitely not, no.
Have you begun your own family? If not, do you ever want to have a family of your own someday? Well I have, yes, started my own family, yes, as I said, we have our three boys…though I would like to have a girl as well. Perhaps we’ll keep trying!
When do you consider it okay to kill (under what circumstances) and when do you consider it wrong to kill (under what circumstances)? If someone was threatening my family, my children, I certainly would kill them to stop them hurting my babies, if that’s what it took.
Do you have a “Black-and-White” view of reality or can you see shades of grey? There’s good and evil, and though no doubt there are people who have things they regret in their life, as long as they make right decisions now, on the right path, then they’re all in the ‘white’ column for me.
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Finding her house spotless and every thing in it’s place far earlier than normal, Molly was surprised to discover some quiet time to herself. The boys were off playing together, and she could hear them laughing and cheering in one of the small rooms upstairs, possibly the attic as Charlie had taken a fancy to the dusty, cramped room of late. Not one to look a gift horse in the mouth, Molly, settled herself down on to the plush, worn sofa, parts of it’s stuffing in one of the head pillows already starting to poke through a little, and closed her eyes, feeling herself begin to nod off.
She had just begun to enter the land of dreams, her head and eyes becoming heavy as they drooped, when a cry awoke her instantly. It was a short brief cry out of panic and was accompanied by incessant coughing. Her heart lurching into her throat as she recognised the young voices of her children, Molly immediately sprung from her seat and ran for the stairs.
“Boys! Boys! Where are you?” She called out as she dashed up the wooden steps, “Tell me, where are you?”
“Here, Mum” A small voice with the slight promise of maturity replied. Bill. She turned in the direction and found him there with Charlie, little Percy sat between them, choking desperately.
“Oh my goodness, Percy,” She ran forward, wand already out and with a cry of accio the foreign object choking her son flew from his mouth and landed in her hand. It was a minute, yellow, rubber duck. She held her arms out to Percy and he ran into the hug, his eyes watering from the pain of the coughing, and she held him tightly. “Oh it’s alright, my lovely boy, you’re okay now.” She then turned to glare at her other sons and spoke to them with alarming severity, “What on earth did you think you were doing? And don’t begin with your fanciful excuses, I know you both were behind this. You should be ashamed of yourselves. Oh, my poor Percy,” She held her youngest, even tighter, and vowed to speak to Arthur about his blasted rubber ducks.
Freestyle
Emergency Owl
Rapid Post
To: Arthur Weasley, M.O.M
Arthur,
This is getting absolutely ridiculous. Don’t think I don’t find everything you try to hide; there are no hiding spots which are hidden from me in my own house thank you very much. I know very well what you’ve been up to. Your interest in muggle items is all very well and good, in fact I think it’s quite sweet really and really shows how much you— well, that’s beside the point. I said you may look, I said you may even have some things, I did not say you may begin a collection of rubber ducks under the bed. Poor Percy almost choked on one of the smaller ones today, which I strongly believe your son Bill went and found and gave for him to devour, because Percy has certainly never been one for eating what he finds. I’d say he didn’t know better, but he’s nine now so he knew precisely what he was up to.
When you come home today, I want them gone, understand? I want every rubber duck gone from my house. I will not have my children choke on muggle trinkets. I won’t have them choke on anything, is that understood?
Oh, I do hope you liked your lunch today. I know ham’s your favourite. And I put in one of those little muggle chocolates you like as well.
Come home safe.
With all my love,
Molly

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Whomping Willows, an audition!

Someone is interested in Molly Weasley.

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7:19pm, 19/6/14
Hey I follow this rp but I'm confused about the timing. Have the maruaduers left Hogwarts yet? Or have they just taken their exams and not graduated?
ASKED BY Anonymous

Currently we have only had them sit exams as many of our players are on hiatus right now due to exams of their own. When more people have returned our main admin will post a  and will be able to engage in the event that is leaving it will be posted to the main about. 

From what we have found it is generally the third or fourth week of June in which the students leave so do not fret that things have lost a realistic timing, the end of the year will come.

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Well, hello. You’re not as interesting as I thought you would be, but it depends on what we find out, heh? Come on, love, don’t be shy and don’t mind the quill. Tell me, do you live alone, or with your family? If you live with your family, do you peek on them while they’re on the loo? It’s okay, spill it out, we’ve all got our quirks.

"I currently live with my husband, Ted, and my daughter, Nymphadora. I’m not one to be so intrusive on one’s privacy…" Crossing her legs, she murmurs, very surely inaudibly, "much unlike yourself.”

Do you enjoy your family’s company?

"It might depend on which family," Andromeda let out with a laugh. "While I do love the people of my namesake, I do much prefer the company of Ted."

Now we’re getting to the interesting stuff; if you had to choose one and only one forever, which one would you pick: love, lust, friendship, or power? Why?

"I think I’d pick love - for what is lust without affection, friendship without a strong bond; I don’t see the point of having power if you’ve no one to share it with."

Interesting, very interesting… Now. If I gave you 10,000 galleons, what would you do with it?

"I’d do absolutely nothing with it. I’ve got more than enough from my parents, whatever they might have bothered to leave me." Andromeda purses her lips, almost thoughtfully. "I’ve seen what money like that does. I want no part of it, unless I earned it, really."

What is your most obvious weakness? I can see a few, but tell me just one. 

"Perhaps it’s my family. No, not those two - the other family. Or, actually, I take that back," Andromeda took a pause,thinking about her words. She continued, "I think that’d be Nymphadora, the little spitfire. She’s my pride and joy - if ever Ted and I were to get into a disagreement, Dora’d always be able to cheer me up."

And what is your most obvious strength? No need to lie here. Answer here.

"I hate to admit it, but it’d be my upbringing. Not so much the prejudice, but I think that being so pampered, I’ve been given so much opportunity to grow. I hate to sound so peachy, but I think I’m a rather proficient witch."

Was there any event or cause of these weaknesses, hm? Maybe a trauma? Daddy issues?

"Well, perhaps we’ll leave out the bloody bits, but going through labor was as much a part of it as anything. Dora is my everything. I hope you’ll find out the wonders of having a child of your own, one day, Ms. Skeeter."

Briefly describe a defining moment in your childhood and how it influenced your life - but don’t make it boring! No one likes boring stories. If you don’t spice it up, I will, and… well, certainly no one wants that.

"I do believe that the defining moment in my childhood would be the first time Ted and I ever kissed. I wasn’t sure about our relationship until that moment - it was a point of no return, because once our lips met, I knew that I didn’t want to be with anyone but him."

Would you agree to be the world’s most powerful person if it meant giving up all of your friends? 
"No, I wouldn’t. Granted, I don’t have many friends, but those that I do have, I cherish."
Have you begun your own family? If not, do you ever want to have a family of your own someday? 

"That I have. I married Ted not too long ago, and then little Dora followed."

When do you consider it okay to kill (under what circumstances) and when do you consider it wrong to kill (under what circumstances)? 

"I don’t typically condone killing, but if the situation really called for it, I might take that last resort. As a witch, I’m sure that it’d be better to disarm someone rather than take their life." Andromeda pushed a strand of hair from her eyes, tucking it behind her ear. "No one should be killed for things that are unreasonable - bumping into someone in the halls, for example."

Do you have a “Black-and-White” view of reality or can you see shades of grey?

"There are shades of grey, definitely. Being raised in the Black household, I was taught to look at life as black and white, but I’ve been so fortunate as to have seen the in-betweens."

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Who was he talking to?
Lorraine kept adjusting her stance, her viewpoint blocked by a rack of yarns. She heard Finn’s voice, yeah, but there was no response. Could he be talking to Jennifer? Perhaps she spoke with a softer tone, and her voice hadn’t carried over through the dense glass.
He kept on rambling, and Lorraine sat on her haunches, her ear pressed up against the wall. Maybe if she got a little closer to the door, she would be able to hear Finn and Jennifer better.
Lorraine crept closer to the entry door, still quite low on the ground. She moved silently, her sneakers quiet on the linoleum of the hall. She was still in hunter mode- that dead silence that wouldn’t give away her position. Lorraine breathed in deep, but inaudible breaths, and she controlled her heart rate. It wasn’t voluntary, of course. It was her first instinct to be as silent as possible, whether stalking a werewolf or an intoxicated selkie.
“I’m gonna give her a piece of my mind once she gets here…”
Lorraine heard through the one ear still pressed up by the drywall. It had caught her a little off guard, and she backed away from the door, falling forward on her hands and knees just as Finnian cracked open the door to the Weaving room.
"Oh, Finnian!" Lorraine said with false surprise. She had already known that he was coming; his footsteps were loud, clumsy, and disturbing close. Lorraine pretended to grab at something on the floor, and she shoved her hand into the pocket of her hoodie. Lorraine hoped that she was quick enough that Finnian didn’t notice.
"I just, er, dropped my earring," Lorraine lied as she got up off the floor, patting down her jeans. "Sorry I’m late," she added rather quickly.

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Andromeda:
Before I start writing to you, I’d just like to address one thing, and one thing only - from this moment on, you are nothing to us. I am ashamed of being in the same family as a blood traitor. Thank God you made the choice to abandon your last name… you are unworthy of the Black household.
First and foremost, I’d like to remind you that you are unwelcome at home. Mother was so enraged when she found out about your little “secret wedding” to that dog. I knew him in school. Tasteless mudblood. She’s gone and defaced the tapestry at Grimmauld Place - burned your sorry face right off. “She’s tainted our heritage, gone and ruined the family tree! Damn that girl, damn that girl!” all morning and night. Mum had once thought to forgive you, so long as you left your sorry sod of a husband, but once she figured you’d had a child, she burned you right off the wall, she did.
You could have been so much more, had you not been born with that soft heart of yours. That skull of yours is so thick.
When you realize the mistake you have made, the traitorous acts that you have committed —
Don’t come home.
Bellatrix

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Well, hello. You’re not as interesting as I thought you would be, but it depends on what we find out, heh? Come on, love, don’t be shy and don’t mind the quill. Tell me, do you live alone, or with your family? If you live with your family, do you peek on them while they’re on the loo? It’s okay, spill it out, we’ve all got our quirks. [[MORE]]
I live alone. And why exactly would anyone want to spy on their family in the bathroom?
Do you enjoy your family’s company? 
Edgar’s terse. We don’t get along as much as we used to. My other brother is worse than terse, he’s just non responsive.
Now we’re getting to the interesting stuff; if you had to choose one and only one forever, which one would you pick: love, lust, friendship, or power? Why? 
Power, obviously. The power to change convictions, the power to make the world a better place is the most important thing in the world.
Interesting, very interesting… Now. If I gave you 10,000 galleons, what would you do with it? 
10,000 galleons? Invest half, put the rest in use towards my career.
What is your most obvious weakness? I can see a few, but tell me just one. 
Well, rude. My biggest weakness is my inability to take criticism. However, since I’m rarely wrong, this isn’t much of an issue.
And what is your most obvious strength? 
My conviction.
Was there any event or cause of these weaknesses, hm? Maybe a trauma? Daddy issues? Answer here.
My parents are dead, that enough trauma for you?
Briefly describe a defining moment in your childhood and how it influenced your life - but don’t make it boring! No one likes boring stories. If you don’t spice it up, I will, and… well, certainly no one wants that. 
Oh, I’ll be sure to spice up my childhood, honestly. I suppose I’d like to talk about my Sorting Ceremony. It was a pretty big deal for me. See, Eddie was already in Gryffindor, and I was the only one we knew who ever, ever, got into Ravenclaw of all Houses. When the hat told me I belonged somewhere else, it was a shocker-but still, when I hopped off that stool and I heard the clapping and all, I realized something. I don’t have to care what other people think. I’m going to be the best I can be, and if Ravenclaw is the House to do that for me, Ravenclaw it is.
Would you agree to be the world’s most powerful person if it meant giving up all of your friends? 
That’s a tough one. I’d say yes on impulse, you already know how much I value power. But history and wisdom tell me that too much power usually ends badly-I mean, we’re dealing with He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named right now, aren’t we?
Have you begun your own family? If not, do you ever want to have a family of your own someday? Answer here.
I’ve never thought of starting a family, not seriously. No, I have my own career to worry about right now.
When do you consider it okay to kill (under what circumstances) and when do you consider it wrong to kill (under what circumstances)?
Yes, I can see why murder may be excused. Killing for revenge is stupid, and killing for no purpose but one’s own insanity is horrifying, but if I believe in anything, I believe in the greater good. And if spilling blood to get that greater good is necessary…
Do you have a “Black-and-White” view of reality or can you see shades of grey? Answer here.
Oh, really? I work in magical law. ‘Black and White’ is like their motto. I can see circumstantial things, but  in the end I think it’s my job to make the law elastic enough that my department doesn’t need the strict mentality anymore.
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"Oh, so it’s a bloody boy’s club!" hissed Amelia, slamming the door to her flat behind her. She yanked off her jacket, tossing it unceremoniously on one of the mismatched chairs. Settling herself down in another, she kicked her feet up and ran a hand through her hair. Something told her she would be going gray early. 
Honestly, it was this stupid job. Amelia had been shunted from department to department, while they all tried finding a use for a female intern. Though facing down wandering hands had given Amelia the title of the fiercest Indian-Burn hex on the third floor, she found that she had accomplished little else. It was getting to her. She had always promised that no matter what it took, she’d make it big in government. She’d face down the sexism, the constant judging from those who only knew her family history(god, the number of times Amelia had been forced to listen to people call her father a blood traitor-), and she’d get out on top. She expected all the opposition, but she didn’t expect that it would be worse than Hogwarts. But a ‘boy’s club’, that was the only description of the Ministry that made sense right now. 
Amelia halfheartedly reached for Floo powder on the mantle before lighting a fire and tossing a pinch into the crackling flames. They turned emerald, as they were supposed to, but she couldn’t quite remember why she even wanted to call upon Rita. She had been complaining to the blonde for as long as she’d worked in the Ministry, which admittingly wasn’t long, and she didn’t want to make a habit of it. Having that sort of emotional crutch was probably a bad idea, considering her aspirations. 
God, she could really go for a duel right about now. That was the worst part, somehow while working in the throng of the magical community, she never had a chance for spellwork. That was totally something she missed. Amelia shook the dazed thoughts from her head, twirling her  wand between her fingers. Maybe she should have followed Eddie’s example on the whole job choice thing…
No, she thought firmly. No. She made her choice, and this was her own personal brand of justice she was going to serve up. Amelia would make it, she knew she would. She had to.
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Edgar,
It’s been a while since we’ve last spoken. I know my last letter came across as slightly terse, but to be fair so did yours. Really, ‘abandoning your principles and working towards the very corrupt establishment I’m fighting against’, could you have sounded more pretentious? For the record, I never said I disapproved of what you’re doing. I have the highest respect for Dumbledore. I just don’t think it’s the right way to go.
And hey. You know I do what I have to, okay? I’m not abandoning my principles, I’m just reworking the Ministry until it displays my principles. I’m pretty damn stubborn, isn’t that what you’ve been saying? I’m not going to let the world change me, I’m gonna make it change around me. 
I just think the Order’s dangerous. I’m getting tired of signing my letters with ‘Please don’t die’. I know about that skirmish last week. I know about the injuries you sustained, that’s why you left Mag’s dinner early, right? I knew you didn’t just want a night in. You should have told us that you had near been tortured! Or me, at least. I’m worried, Eddie. 
I love you,
Amelia
P.S. Don’t you dare die on me.

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