Silver's seventh year (jump in! Plot inside!)

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    A young girl, 17, entering her final year at Hogwards, pushed her raven black hair out of her bright blue eyes and tucked it behind her ear. Her head was held high but her eyes brimmed with tears after finding out what her lineage was, then there was also that prophecy hanging over her head. She even had Snape next, she was just glad she was aceing potions. She paused a step to look over her wand, said to be made from willow wood and a dragon's fire core, the only one of its kind. She again thought of the prophecy...


    Only the blood of the dark lord may spill his own and end the war. The descendent will have a choice between good or evil or she will be ripped apart.




    OOC: Harry Potter is not the chosen one, and all characters from the books/movies can be played! All rights go to the wonderful author. :( who is not me. :(

    Redd Yoi walked by a crying girl. "Move aside." she snapped. Geesh, who would be crying at Hogwarts? Redd pulled out her wand and walked inside the potions classroom.

    She wiped her tears aside after the rude girl pasted by and went into the classroom also, unfortunately for her the only seat was beside the girl.
    "Hello." She said trying to be friendly.

    ooc:I will and thanks

    Snape swept into the classroom. "Miss Silver 10 points from... for talking."


    Redd rolled her eyes and mouthed sorry. to Silver

    "I want you all to make the sleeping draught." Snape said "You have 30 minutes, go."


    Redd got out her supplies and began her work. This is easy she thought, Snape must be distracted if her chose something like this.

    Silver got out her own supplies and started making the sleeping draught.
    "What do you think is up with Snape?" She whispered when she was sure Snape's attention was elsewhere.

    Silver shrugged and continued to work on her sleeping draught. When it was done she raised her hand for Snape to check it.