Post by kate on Dec 29, 2008 13:22:25 GMT -5
[align=center]HOGWARTS: THE LEGEND
The students of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry are the children of Dumbledore’s Army, of the Inquistorial Squad. There are muggle-borns, there are purebloods. New families and old. Now that He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named was defeated, wizards and witches no longer had to live in fear of what may come every morning they opened the daily prophet in the Great Hall at Breakfast. And yet there was a growing sense of impending boredom among the student body of Hogwarts. They went through the same paces every day; wake up, breakfast, classes, classes, classes, homework, bed.
On a particular morning twenty years after the fall of You-Know-Who, everything changed. The students rose from their house dormitories to find identical scrolls under each pillow. Curiously, they compared each letter, practically devouring it for some hint as to who the addressee of the note was. But each one read the same.
TO THE STUDENTS OF HOGWARTS;
Let's make things interesting, shall we? Who else is tired of these silly house points? Always given for doing the stupidest things; answering the question no person in their right mind knows an answer to, or for doing something the professors classify as noble (and, really, what do they know?). And then they're taken away if you're late to class because the staircase changed on you while you were rushing to class, or because you threw Hippogriff excrements at that annoying kid in Potions class (with good reason, of course). I propose a new house points system.
Every once in a while, I will issue you a Dare. Perhaps it will be for one person, or maybe for the entire house. In any case, you proceed with the dare in order to win your house points. Up for it?
DARE YOU.
The students exploded into an excited frenzy. This was bound to get interesting! The issuer of this brilliant idea was nicknamed Dare, and their name was tossed around the hallway as casually as one might toss a quaffle in a quidditch match. Students began stealing underwear at night, writing incriminating messages on the corridor walls, standing up to belt into song in the middle of class… all for a new house point system. Professors were curious, and they began to gossip as well. "It's simply puberty," announced one rather stiff woman. "But who's this Dare they keep mentioning?" quiestioned a slightly rotund man with an interested frown. The Hogwarts staff became divided; some refused to acknowledge anything was wrong, while others began to herd student after student into their office, questioning them without fail about the behavior of their fellow peers. And yet no one confessed.
Dare is still alive and well, and rules Hogwarts, in a sense. Everything about them is unknown, including gender. Suspicions are beginning to arise, though, and accusations are beginning to fly. This one thinks her boyfriend is Dare, that one is sure it’s his sister. But that’s not the only thing causing tension. Houses are more competitive and isolated than ever. Hufflepuffs only befriending Hufflepuffs, Ravenclaws only conversing amongst themselves. All the Hogwarts staff and graduates are beginning to worry; is the British wizarding world beginning to rot from the core? [/color][/font]
Play your own part at Hogwarts: The Legend. Go on. Dare you.[/align][/font]
The students of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry are the children of Dumbledore’s Army, of the Inquistorial Squad. There are muggle-borns, there are purebloods. New families and old. Now that He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named was defeated, wizards and witches no longer had to live in fear of what may come every morning they opened the daily prophet in the Great Hall at Breakfast. And yet there was a growing sense of impending boredom among the student body of Hogwarts. They went through the same paces every day; wake up, breakfast, classes, classes, classes, homework, bed.
On a particular morning twenty years after the fall of You-Know-Who, everything changed. The students rose from their house dormitories to find identical scrolls under each pillow. Curiously, they compared each letter, practically devouring it for some hint as to who the addressee of the note was. But each one read the same.
TO THE STUDENTS OF HOGWARTS;
Let's make things interesting, shall we? Who else is tired of these silly house points? Always given for doing the stupidest things; answering the question no person in their right mind knows an answer to, or for doing something the professors classify as noble (and, really, what do they know?). And then they're taken away if you're late to class because the staircase changed on you while you were rushing to class, or because you threw Hippogriff excrements at that annoying kid in Potions class (with good reason, of course). I propose a new house points system.
Every once in a while, I will issue you a Dare. Perhaps it will be for one person, or maybe for the entire house. In any case, you proceed with the dare in order to win your house points. Up for it?
DARE YOU.
The students exploded into an excited frenzy. This was bound to get interesting! The issuer of this brilliant idea was nicknamed Dare, and their name was tossed around the hallway as casually as one might toss a quaffle in a quidditch match. Students began stealing underwear at night, writing incriminating messages on the corridor walls, standing up to belt into song in the middle of class… all for a new house point system. Professors were curious, and they began to gossip as well. "It's simply puberty," announced one rather stiff woman. "But who's this Dare they keep mentioning?" quiestioned a slightly rotund man with an interested frown. The Hogwarts staff became divided; some refused to acknowledge anything was wrong, while others began to herd student after student into their office, questioning them without fail about the behavior of their fellow peers. And yet no one confessed.
Dare is still alive and well, and rules Hogwarts, in a sense. Everything about them is unknown, including gender. Suspicions are beginning to arise, though, and accusations are beginning to fly. This one thinks her boyfriend is Dare, that one is sure it’s his sister. But that’s not the only thing causing tension. Houses are more competitive and isolated than ever. Hufflepuffs only befriending Hufflepuffs, Ravenclaws only conversing amongst themselves. All the Hogwarts staff and graduates are beginning to worry; is the British wizarding world beginning to rot from the core? [/color][/font]
Play your own part at Hogwarts: The Legend. Go on. Dare you.[/align][/font]
