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But hold me fast, hold me fast 'Cause I'm a hopeless wanderer And hold me fast, hold me fast 'Cause I'm a hopeless wanderer I will learn, I will learn to love the skies I'm under And I will learn, I will learn to love the skies I'm under The skies I'm under

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“Hey, Lily, wake up, Sho’s not buying it and the new guy is stable.”, Clay said to his little sister while shaking her tiny shoulders a little. Of course, Lily immediately opened up her eyes, a pout on her face that already made Clay smile even though she hadn’t even said anything yet.

But clay knew what she was upset about, they had spend the whole last evening whispering up plans to convince Shoshanna to let Lily take a watch. A trial watch maybe even, just her staying up together with Clay, helping clay out.

Shoshanna had not bought their little plan and seen right through it, which Clay had of course known she would, but clay had promised Lily that they would try ‘lots and lots’.

Giving clays little sister a warm smile, she immediately ceased her pouting and shined her toothy grin at him, then pulled herself over his lap to look at the boy they had collected from in midst of nothing. “His eyes are open! Hello! My name is Lily!”, the little girl already beamed to the boy that was clearly too disoriented to even look at Sunshine, who was right above him, an expression between hope and anxiety on her face.

“Hey, can you hear me?”, Clay asked the boy again, grabbing his wrist to check his pulse again, now that he was awake. It should beat faster, being overwhelmed with all those new senses and experiences after being unconscious for who knows for how long. The shorter the better for his brain.

And indeed, his pulse was rushing, but that, too, was a good sign. Less so for him not answering Sunny, or clay.

“Hey, dude. If you can understand me - just nod, or look at me or something.”, Clay tried again. An easier road in case speaking was a little too multitasking for him right now.

And success, slowly, the guy turned his face to Clay’s general direction, his whole face incredibly strained, but at least that meant he wasn’t deaf or still ‘in there’. Giving him a small reassuring smile, too, clay patted his shoulder a little roughly to further wake him up: “Well done, mate. Do you know what happened to you?”

Nope, that was too much apparently. Still fading between eyes open and eyes closed, he was clearly struggling and would probably slip right out of his mind again, if it wasn’t for Sunshine holding his face as tight as a wrench.

“....wh... wh...”, the boy was making noises, trying to talk to them. “What? What is he saying, Clay? What - do - you- mean?”, Lily chimed in to both of them again.

“You’re in our car. We found you passed out in the sand, seemed like you laid there for maybe half a day or longer. We’re six people, nice people, my name is Clay. You’re safe here, don’t worry. Do you remember your name?”

The Awakening

Bang.

And silence.

Bang. 

And once again, silence.

Only one sound, one noise, repeated in his mind as if his memory was bugging, as if it tried to smother Kenneth with the fact that -

                                                                                       - that it happened,

as if it held Kenneth’s hand and pulled him further into the sand, the storms, the heat, the desert. 

There was nothing else to do than to walk, to run as fast as he could through the loose sand, away from where -

                                                                                      - where it happened,

BANG.

Silence.

away from his mother, whom he had left, left lying there, away from everything he owned, away from everything he was, because now he was just running

       and just           stumbling

                                                        further into the    d e s e r t

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It surprised Kenneth to come back to his senses. 

At first,   he didn’t even believe he really      was      coming to them, either.

He had been quite aware -    no, he had not.

He had not been aware that he had run straight into the desert, had run for a day without stopping, before he collapsed.

He had been aware he had collapsed, though.

He had been aware he would die.

                                                                - Just like

bang

silence.

                                                                            ...was he dead?

Kenneth was definitely thinking, he knew so much.

But that didn’t mean anything.

He might as well be   dead   and be in heaven -   no, how would he have deserved that? -    or nirvana, or whatever else there was.

Maybe this was the after life, what happened after you died.

Just lying in the dark and thinking, forever.                       That was okay. Kenneth would be able to cope with that.

His throat was burning, rough and dry, maybe you just kept your state shortly before dying to always be in it.             No, no dry.

Thirsty, yes - but not dry, cold, his face was                           wet?

His back was                                                                          vibrating?

                            “                please wake up             “

His head drowning him in dull pain, the pressure of tons of weight pushing onto his skull, Kenneth clumsily opened his eyes. They were heavy and wouldn’t really stay up, no matter how hard he tried, but one thing was getting clearer by the second -                                                                  he was not dead.

Neither was he alone, there were voices, lots of voices? Maybe just one and he was making up the rest? No - lots of voices, bright voices, coarse voices.

His back was vibrating, irregularly, and Kenneth heard the vibration, too, a low rumbling. Was he in a car? Where was he?

Staring straight ahead, slowly the mass of colours differentiated, created a shape, a form way closer to him than the ceiling of the car or the sky he had anticipated. And suddenly, one voice was words, too.

               “You’re awake! Thank you! - He’s awake, Shoshanna!”

It was a girl that was holding his face, still holding his face. Her fingers were cool against his hot skin and the warm air. The coolness felt so good that Kenneth felt tempted to close his eyes and drift off again, but the girl was instantly with him again, moaning a desperate “No!”, as if he was a toddler about to grasp for fire.

Her hair tickled his face and Kenneth tried to clumsily raise his hand to brush it away, but somehow, his headache made him so dizzy that he felt slightly sick even from trying.

       “I’ll stop in the next shade, for now try to find out what happened.”

                                 “Hey, can you hear me?”

The Awakening

Bang.

And silence.

Bang. 

And once again, silence.

Only one sound, one noise, repeated in his mind as if his memory was bugging, as if it tried to smother Kenneth with the fact that -

                                                                                       - that it happened,

as if it held Kenneth’s hand and pulled him further into the sand, the storms, the heat, the desert. 

There was nothing else to do than to walk, to run as fast as he could through the loose sand, away from where -

                                                                                      - where it happened,

BANG.

Silence.

away from his mother, whom he had left, left lying there, away from everything he owned, away from everything he was, because now he was just running

       and just           stumbling

                                                        further into the    d e s e r t

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           He was so thin.

Holding his face in her hands, pressing the balms of her hand gently between his jaws, Sunshine held his mouth open as Clay carefully poured more water into it. Clay pushed his mouth shut and with a look at the blonde, Sunny slipped her hands to the back of the boy’s head and pushed him a little upright. Clay pressed down on his throat with clay other hand, maybe something clay had read in a book, or heard, or had learned any other way.

         Clay knew so much.

When Clay smiled, Sunny knew that the boy had swallowed again, unlike so many of the times where it just dripped out of his mouth, or the boy would start coughing uncontrollably, but not wake up from it as they all hoped.

        Sunshine really hoped he would wake up soon.

Shoshanna had stopped the car an instant when she had seen the body lying in the sand and even though Kitty had already cursed: “Oh fuck, they’re dead for sure, Sho.”, the tall dark-haired woman had run out to him and brought him into their jeep. Clay had immediately looked at him, the thin boy, and said: “He’s still breathing, and his heart is still beating, but way, way too slow. Massive dehydration, how much water to we have left over?”. Clay always said such things with clays always calm tone, as if nothing could ever shock or frighten clay.

       Her own heart had been beating so fast, so hard.

“Enough. If he has a chance, we will give it to him.”, Shoshanna had said as she started the motor again and Kitty, as always, immediately knew what the woman wanted: “The next camp is about 45 kilometers to the East, pretty sure they have a doc, too.”

        That was twenty minutes ago.

Letting her thumb gently glide over the boy’s cheekbones and shriveled lips, he already looked a lot better. His skin felt less like leather and more like... skin again. Sunshine turned her big blue eyes full to Clay again, who was holding the boy’s wrist. “He’s doing better, is he?”, Sunshine asked clay carefully, and Clay, after looking at her for a few seconds, smiled. “He is.”, clay replied and Sunshine mirrored his smile until it grew bigger and bigger and radiated as her smile did.

        He was better. He would wake up!

“Try to get him awake, then, please.”, Shoshanna said from the front again, eyes not leaving the non-existent road in front of her, “And wake Lily up, too, please. She wants to be awake to take a shift of guard tonight, but I don’t want her to. She’s still too young.” Looking back at the boy, then Clay, clay was already gently shaking the little girl with the kind of soft expression clay really only had around Lily. Sunny took that as a sign that it was her part to wake the boy up and suddenly, her heart thumped harder again.

       What if she wouldn’t be able to?

But no, she would be, she only had to believe in it. Clay said he was alright again, and Clay was almost always right. So Sunshine gently shook the boy by his shoulders, and when that didn’t worked, she patted his cheek.

“Hey, wake up. You’re safe now.”

“Wake up, please. Please, wake up.”  

       A grunt, a sharp intake of air. Was he really waking up?

“You’re safe, you’re part of a group again, please, wake -”

The Awakening

Bang.

And silence.

Bang. 

And once again, silence.

Only one sound, one noise, repeated in his mind as if his memory was bugging, as if it tried to smother Kenneth with the fact that -

                                                                                       - that it happened,

as if it held Kenneth’s hand and pulled him further into the sand, the storms, the heat, the desert. 

There was nothing else to do than to walk, to run as fast as he could through the loose sand, away from where -

                                                                                      - where it happened,

BANG.

Silence.

away from his mother, whom he had left, left lying there, away from everything he owned, away from everything he was, because now he was just running

       and just           stumbling

                                                        further into the    d e s e r t

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The Awakening

Bang.

And silence.

Bang. 

And once again, silence.

Only one sound, one noise, repeated in his mind as if his memory was bugging, as if it tried to smother Kenneth with the fact that -

                                                                                       - that it happened,

as if it held Kenneth’s hand and pulled him further into the sand, the storms, the heat, the desert. 

There was nothing else to do than to walk, to run as fast as he could through the loose sand, away from where -

                                                                                      - where it happened,

BANG.

Silence.

away from his mother, whom he had left, left lying there, away from everything he owned, away from everything he was, because now he was just running

       and just           stumbling

                                                        further into the    d e s e r t

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Even 2022, Hogwarts is still requiring all its students to wear a uniform during all lessons, meals and while outside of their own dormitory rooms. Uniforms have to be bought over the holidays and have to be worn upon entry on Hogwarts school grounds. In case of sudden growth a new uniform will be send to Hogwarts via owl parcel.

The uniforms should fit the students and should not be more than one size too large or too small to prevent safety hazards such as tripping or shortage of breath.

Each uniform should consist of:

Plain white button-up shirt

Dark-grey trousers (full-length, knee-length)

Dark-grey skirt (knee-length, full-length if wanted)

Tie in House Colours

Dark-grey coat - House Crest embroidered

Black shoes (heel no taller than 5cm, flat)

It is the student’s choice whether to wear skirt or trousers, should they purchase both they may vary as they wish.

Shoes are up to student’s choice, as long as they are black and fit the safety criteria.

Uniforms may be accessorized as the student wishes as long as they do not pose safety hazards. Magical or charmed accessories require a permission slip acquired from the Head Mistress after inspection.

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Something I found like googling around - I’m honestly really digging the 40s uniform! <3

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so many new people in the talk tag!! hi to everyone here, if you want to gush about this roleplay always feel free to come to my inbox! <3

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i actually really like how many female characters there are

but then again im just a huge sucker for female friendship and girl love so

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aberharry:

add in the tags 

where you’re from

what language you speak most often

the most typical boys & girls name you can think of in your country

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New Radicals Questionnaire #3

I need to choose an icon already. Just so I don’t make this beautiful tag as ugly.

i. Tell us about the first time you ever read the Harry Potter series, or the first time you fell in love with it.

I read the first Harry Potter book when I was nine, because I vividly remember thinking old cool and old the Golden Trio was. Good times. I read the second and third a while later, maybe with eleven or twelve and it was when I was 15 in 2009 and it was amazing, I devoured them and instantly started to write stories about a very Mary-Sue-named OC called “Clara Obscurum” because I was 15 and cool. Luckily this was also the year I discovered tumblr roleplaying and left the reals of self-inserts. I actually only watched the whole movie series this year, I never watched the last three movies!

ii. What kind of characters normally catch your attention? In literature, film, roleplays… who’s most likely to tug on your heartstrings?

Pure cinnamon buns is what really gets me every time. People who keep on believing in people, who miraculously find the strength to keep on going even though nothing is in their favour, who are still able to have hope even if they are all alone and no one else believes. Maybe because that’s what I would want to be like.

I have another very soft spot for hurt people who act very defensively and push people away, but are actually really lonely and just need someone to keep by their side until they can break down their walls.

iii. Tell us the soundtrack of you life. What five songs describe you flawlessly?

What songs describe my life? This is horribly hard! I’m going to try though!

And these children that you spit on As they try to change their worlds Are immune to your consultations They're quite aware of what they're going through

Strange fascination fascinating me Ah changes are taking the pace I'm going through

- Changes ; David Bowie

Remember asking both my mom and dad Why we never travelled to exotic lands We only ever really visit' friends Nothing to tell when the summer ends We never really went buying clothes Cause folks were passing the stuff in plenty loads New shoes once a year and then Out to play ball so we could ruin them

When mama said that is was O.K. Mama said that it was quite alright our kind of people had a bed for the night And it was O.K.

- Mama Said ; Lukas Graham

Take this sinking boat and point it home We've still got time Raise your hopeful voice, you have a choice You've made it now Falling slowly, eyes that know me And I can't go back And moods that take me and erase me And I'm painted black

- Falling Slowly ; Glen Hansard & Markéta Irglová

You were a child crawling on your knees toward it Making momma so proud but your voice was too loud We liked to watch you laughing You picked the insects off plants, no time to think of consequences

Control yourself, take only what you need from it A family of trees wanting to be haunted

- Kids ; MGMT

I'm a shooting star leaping through the sky Like a tiger defying the laws of gravity I'm a racing car passing by like Lady Godiva I'm gonna go go go There's no stopping me

I'm burnin' through the sky yeah Two hundred degrees That's why they call me Mister Fahrenheit I'm trav'ling at the speed of light I wanna make a supersonic woman of you

Don’t Stop Me Now ; Queen

iv. Favorite book? Harry Potter or otherwise.

The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time by Mark Haddon. Had me crying like a baby, and it was with this book that I finally understood about my brother’s autism, was able to somewhat see the world from his eyes.

Also, Endymion Spring by Matthew Skelton, the first actual book I had the pleasure to read all by myself, and even now, has me thinking about how great it was.

As for my favourite Harry Potter book: I have always had a soft spot for Prisoner of Azkaban, because it ends so good - Harry has a part of his family back, they save Buckbeak - and they have the most “normal” school year considering in every other year they meet Voldemort himself.

v. See if you can go through other peoples’ answers to questionnaire #1, and pick out the one lie!

Wait, so I wasn’t supposed to just message them? Whoops! ouo

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New Radicals Questionnaire #2

In which I manage to actually write the title and hopefully another full sentence correctly!

i. If you went to Hogwarts, which house would you be in? Do you think you would be a Squib?

So I’ve always been split about this. Every single quiz - even Pottermore! - tells me I’m a Gryffindor, though honestly, I would say my two most defining positive traits are a thirst for knowledge and my helpfulness, which are more of a Ravenpuff kind of thing. I would probably be Ravenclaw since I would beg the Sorting Hat, so much to learn in Hogwarts!

Since my mother is making men swoon at her just as she smiles, even though she’s married and doesn’t even flirt, she’s obviously magic and never told me. With me not managing any magic even though I do try hard to one day manage ‘accio controller’, I’ll be a Squib.

ii. Bertie Bott’s, jelly slugs, or pumpkin pasties?

Bertie Bott’s Every Flavor Beans, because I love Jelly Beans already - though I’m a coward, so I would probably buy the Bertie Bott’s Only-The-Nice-Flavor-Beans version.

Pumpkin Pasties are probably delicious, too, though I’ve never tried anything sweet pumpkin-style and Jelly Slugs just scare me. I can’t eat that.

iii. Which Quidditch team do you support, and why?

I’m more of a house-team supporter, or a spontaneous supporter cheering for whichever team seems to be in need of my cheering the most, because I’m cheesy like that. In the World Cup, probably the German team, also because the German stadium looks beautiful.

iv. If you attended Hogwarts, which electives would you study? Which subjects do you think would be your best and worst?

I would probably do the same thing I’m doing in university right now - elect everything I can, have the fun of my live and cry myself to sleep for two weeks when I actually have to write exams in all those electives. But yes. I would love Apparition, because I could finally visit friends and family without travelling through all of Germany. I also would elect Art and Muggle Art, didn’t go to art school for nothing!

I think I my worst subject would actually be flying - my balance is horrible and going all the way into the sky on nothing but a tiny broom? I would like to live, please. I would love Charms, just to get to know all the handy spells - it’s very diverse, too, since you’re always learning new ones! Astronomy would be really dreamy, too, I would annoy everyone ever taking walks with me at night by pointing out everything I know.

v. What is your favorite magical object in the Harry Potter universe?

The Time-Turner. Finally I would have all the time to study, relax, visit friends, go to class... 24 hours are not enough for one day!

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That moment when you wanted to apply for Laila because you get these feels BUT THEN YOU READ LUCY’S APP AND GET EVEN GREATER FEELINGS

I never wanted to play Lucy in any hp next generation roleplay, but MY HEART

CUTE CHARACTERS ARE MY ULTIMATE WEAKNESS

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New Radicals Questionaire #1

I am so excited for this roleplay, I can hardly contain myself. I really, really want to apply for Layla Boigny, the next days will be filled with getting to know her in my headspace, creating headcanons and taking cheesy online psychotests with her. I would love to get to know all of you, feel free to message me, so we can be excited together! <3

i. Name/Alias

Joy, which is my actual name, but I feel deeply connected to it - it’s like a reminder what to live up to every day! I am 21 years old, but I am a children-loving, cake-baking grandma at heart, basically.

ii. How long have you roleplayed for? (If this is your first time, no worries! Tell us how you found us, and why does New Radicals RPG interest you?)

I have been roleplaying since 2009, when I joined a Harry Potter Next Generation Roleplay that I would be part of for three years here on tumblr. Back then, things were very different, and I still have screenshots which leave me in a mixture between nostalgic warmth and cringe from looking back at your own puberty-ridden self. So that’s 6 years, and I have been part of quite a handful roleplays since then. I am co-admining a roleplay for two years already, but most other roleplays I was playing a character in eventually faded, leaving me with a faint missing longing now and then.

After a rewatch of the Harry Potter series, this little spark of longing turned into a fire and it was like magic to find a roleplay that intrigued me as much as New Radicals this quickly. I am incredibly picky when it comes to roleplays, since I’m a very paragraph-centered writer and lots of roleplays are rather conversation-centric. I think it is very easy to see how much effort has been put into a roleplay and dear me, I haven’t seen such an elaborate roleplay in ages! I love the addition of Squibs to Hogwarts, which brings a whole new dynamic to write about into the picture, especially since I love politics, and combining something with this much potential with the world of Harry Potter? My poor heart, am I excited!

iii. Favorite Harry Potter character?

I have always had a weak spot for Neville Longbottom and Luna Lovegood. Undertaker characters steal my heart and I feel like there is a lot more to the houses than just the typical “Chosen-One-Brave-Gryffindor” or “Book-Smart-Ravenclaw” and those two portrayed that perfectly. Since I have played Neville’s non-canonical daughter, “Alice Longbottom II” for three years, she has deserved a mention here as well.

iv. Is Next Gen your favorite Harry Potter era to roleplay? Do you have experience with this era or another? Have you roleplayed Harry Potter characters before? (If you stick to original characters, tell us about them!)

I have only roleplayed the Next Generation era of Harry Potter, since I am a big sucker for next generations, families and on-going stories. I have played Alice Longbottom II, the daughter of Neville Longbottom for three years and love her with all my heart. During three remakes, she was a very socially-intelligent Ravenclaw, and a Hufflepuff that believed too much into the good in people. I have also played non-canonical Alonzlo Serpent, a villain in the same roleplay, descendant of Salazar Slytherin himself, resurrected by a humiliated era of ex-Death Eaters. I usually find a biography I really click with in a roleplay and I know what a great feeling it is to have a biography character taken, so I love giving other admins the same feeling! I am very fond of cute sunshine characters that prove to be the strongest out of the team, or badass double-hander sword wielding, properly raised ladies who don’t think that’s anything out of the ordinary.

v. Tell us two truths and a lie—let’s see if we can figure out which is which! :

I quit art school

I love swimming in the ocean

I have the same initials as my father