So, um, who wants to do a Harry Potter Roleplay? (OPEN)

"Excuse me?" Allegra giggled.

"You know, mother birds push their fledglings out of the nest so they'll learn how to fly. As you are going to make me get on a broomstick, the two are not unlike each other, no?" Scipio explained.

(Sly? U there fren?)

(Yep)

(Gud)

(Well then go on I wanna hurt my nerd boi)

(Sly)

(Did you die again? Lavender? Are you there?)

"Never mind… let's just get the whole matter over with, hmm?" Scipio followed Allegra and Eleanor to the training grounds, where a broomstick was thrust into his arms.

(Sry, dad wanted me to come downstairs for a bit :P)

(Yeet a fren lives)

(Wanna join Scip)

(Lavender? Sly?)

(Salutations)

(I was filling out a character else where, sorry)

(Np and FRENS YOU HAVE RETURNED)

(Let's see how long that lasts lmao)

"Never mind… let's just get the whole matter over with, hmm?" Scipio followed Allegra and Eleanor to the training grounds, where a broomstick was thrust into his arms.

Eleanor nodded. "I think you'll enjoy flying!"

"I would beg to differ, but I'm willing to give it a shot. So, how do I do this?"

(And it didn't last)

(Patience. I gtg feed cats)

(Ooo I love cats but patience is a virtue. A virtue that I do not have lol. When will you return?)

Scipio mounted the broom and rose a few feet into the air. "Hey, this isn't so ba- ah!" The broom jerked upwards before speeding away, much farther up than Scipio would have preferred. He screamed, clinging to the broomstick for dear life. "WHAT DO I DO?!"

(Hey Snek Can i join in or nah??)

(Please do my frens keep leaving me lol)

Name: Lucinda Fay (lucky)
Age: 13
Year: 3
Gender: female
Sexuality: bi
Personality: develop
House: gryffindor
Appearance: meduim black avy hair in loose curls, forest green eyes
Other: she has an owl named storm

(Noice now feel free to walk in on the scene that is Scipio literally being the most incompetent person on a broomstick I have ever seen, excluding Neville Longbottom)

Lucky walked in to see a boy having struggles with a broom. "It helps if you say it extremly firmly." She laughed as it smacked him on the forehead

Scipio tried to tilt the broom forward to get down to the ground like he remembered from class, but his hands slipped and he fell to the ground. He hissed in pain, quickly grabbing his wand. "Episky, episky, episky!" He said frantically. However, his rushed manner caused the magic to fail. His left forearm appeared to be broken, and his spell was either not strong enough or wasn't being done properly because of his anxiety.

Lucky gasped and ran to him. "here let me help." she said and took out hee wand