P O T T E R L O C K (Open rp - looking for Moriarty, Lestrade, and Mycroft)

Hudson it is. I guess she'll take the place of McGonagall? Should Greg be a professor? Or a prefect? And Mycroft is the Minister of Magic.

Prefect for Lestrade, and yeah minister works fine.

Great!

Should we begin?

Whenever you're ready - maybe discuss an opening scene real quick before we start? I was thinking perhaps Sherlock made a group of Slytherins mad and John and him are like, running through the forbidden forest to escape them? Or maybe he accidentally started a brawl at the Lucky Cauldron. Either way!

The first one would be funnier. Like, Jim Moriarty's posse idk?

So should I start or should you?

(Hello? Anyone home?)

I'm starting to get worried now…..

Alright sorry haha I'm here let's go

John sprinted through the Forbidden Forest, clutching his wand tightly. He could faintly hear Sherlock's footsteps coming from somewhere to his left. Glancing over, he saw a flash of his best friend's Ravenclaw robes darting wildly between the trees. The Trappers were crashing through the underbrush behind him, sending birds spiraling up into the air as they disturbed the peaceful woods. "Sherlock!" John shouted, hoping for- Suddenly his world turned upside down as he was thrown roughly into a hollow beneath a tree. "Wha-" A hand was clamped over his mouth. Blinking in the low light, he could make out a silhouette. Curly hair, slim figure, cheekbones- John sighed against the hand, and Sherlock released him.

(Fingers crossed that's okay)

"John, we're fine. I think they lost us." Sherlock said, sitting down on a log.

Sherlock suddenly burst into hysterical laughter. "That was definitely a close one." he chuckled.

John shook his head. "Moriarty's men are ruthless. They'll most likely circle 'round again until they find us." Brushing the dirt off his uniform, he sighed. "Greg's going to be absolutely furious."

"Who cares. Lets just use our animagus skills if they get to close." Sherlock sighed. That was actually a bit fun.

"Are you bLOODY KIDDING ME? They could have easily severed your arrogant head from your scrawny neck! And Greg technically has the power to expel us." John crossed his arms and leaned back, studying the roots that spiraled over their heads.

(sorry if John's coming off a bit angry lol I just think that's how he would behave in this situation)

"Welllll…. technically……" Sherlock said, clearly indicating he was skeptical. "And don't you mean Gavin? Gavin Lestrade?"

(sorry if John's coming off a bit angry lol I just think that's how he would behave in this situation)

(And Sherlock is like, way to relaxed about it and is overly arrogant.)

(sorry if John's coming off a bit angry lol I just think that's how he would behave in this situation)

(And Sherlock is like, way to relaxed about it and is overly arrogant.)

(lol it's cool tho we're doin well)

John shook his head, running his fingers through his dirty blond hair. "I can't believe this. NO, his name is nOT GAVIN. IT'S GREG!" Sherlock pursed his lips.

"That's what he's calling himself these days. Greg. I'll try to remember that."

"Should we get up to the castle?"

John tucked his wand in the belt. "It's getting dark - maybe Moriarty's men have given up?"

(maybe as soon as they get out of the tree there's an ambush? and they're taken to either a forest camp and tied up, or a dungeon and chained up.)

"I think they would have." (Yeah that works)

John cautiously began inching towards the entrance, Sherlock close behind him.

(OH I KNOW

okay so John gets kidnapped and taken to a dungeon but sherlock makes it out and gets back to the castle to confront Jim. Jim gives him some sort of puzzle to solve, and then sherl finds john and we go from there…)

(OH I KNOW

okay so John gets kidnapped and taken to a dungeon but sherlock makes it out and gets back to the castle to confront Jim. Jim gives him some sort of puzzle to solve, and then sherl finds john and we go from there…)

Nah they should stick together