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The sun is just beginning to rise over the majestic Hogwarts Castle, casting a warm golden hue across the grounds. The Great Hall is filled with the soft morning chatter of students, all eagerly anticipating the start of a new school year. The long tables are adorned with fresh fruits and pumpkin juice, and the enchanted ceiling mirrors the bright blue sky outside. Among the buzz of excited voices, a timid figure sits quietly at the Hufflepuff table.

Ruthie, fidgeting nervously with her braided hair, takes a deep breath to steady her racing thoughts. *It’s just breakfast. I can do this,* she thinks, stealing glances at her fellow Hufflepuffs who seem to be effortlessly engaging in laughter and conversation. The sound of their joviality feels like a distant melody to her, one that she longs to join but is unsure how to approach. She picks at her toast, her heart pounding as she recalls the small New England town she comes from, where the most magical thing she encountered was the autumn leaves swirling around her feet.

*What if they don't like me? What if I mess up in class?* The questions swirl in her mind like the steam rising from her untouched eggs. Ruth’s eyes dart to the enchanted ceiling, where fluffy clouds drift lazily, a stark contrast to the storm of anxiety brewing inside her. She had spent countless nights dreaming of what it would be like to attend Hogwarts, of making friends and learning spells that could transport her to worlds beyond her imagination. Yet, as she sits surrounded by her housemates, those dreams feel more like distant fantasies, overshadowed by self-doubt.

Suddenly, a loud burst of laughter from the table beside her jolts her from her reverie. A group of Gryffindors is animatedly discussing their summer adventures, recounting tales of daring escapades and magical mishaps. Ruth feels a pang of longing; she wishes she could share her own stories, perhaps about the time she tried to brew a simple potion using ingredients from her grandmother’s garden, only to end up with a bubbling mess that sent her cat scurrying for cover.

With a determined sigh, Ruth decides to take a risk. She reaches for a piece of ripe, juicy apple from the centerpiece, hoping that the simple act of joining in on the communal feast might help her feel more connected. As she bites into the crisp fruit, she looks down at the long table of students, hoping one of them will start up a conversation.

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✦ CW fighting, fear ✦

Sam ✦ 15 ✦ Male
Storage ✦ Egg Cave
Written: June 2014

✦ This was written in a roleplay forum, ✦
so many of the posts have been lost to time.
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Sam was walking for a long time. No one had stopped to pick him up from the road. The
road he was on was long and winding, and the only cars to pass were few and far
between. It was just him and his thoughts. He was so lost in his mind that he hadn't
noticed the black van that had been following him.
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"Who are you?" [said] Sam. Pulling down his hood he exposed his deep blue eyes.
The people piled out of the car with guns in [their] hands. Sam stepped into his
defensive position. "Stay back."
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Sam chuckled and looked down. Suddenly he began changing. First into a horrible
creature that was dripping red stuff from his mouth. Suddenly a man yelled out
and shot his gun at the boy. Quickly dodging the bullet sam changed into a ghost,
a spot of mist floating in the air. Then into a clown with sharp fangs. [A] couple of
the guys screamed and backed away.
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Sam fell down to the ground. His black hair was frayed and his forehead was beaded
with sweat. With [the] last [energy] he could muster he focused on [Tom]. Going
inside of his head and twisting his emotions around to feel guilt but the man was
too hard to crack. Sam passed out onto the cold hard [asphalt].
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As Sam was in the van he began having vivid nightmares. His parents [being] scared of
him. Them [gone]. He began twisting and turning in his sleep. Trying to scream out
through the tape in his mouth. The nightmare worsened as he relived it over and over
again. He began shaking violently in the rope that tied him.
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As Sam [was] pulled out of [the] van he [opened] up his eyes a fair bit but then [lost]
consciousness.
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Sam was shocked to open up his eyes and see a girl. He was even more surprised to see
her helping him. "Who are you?" Sam said hoarsely. When he was untied he fixed his good
and looked at the girl weakly. "I'm Sam by the way," Sam said fixing his hair and looking
around the room.
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Sam suddenly stood up and remained silent for a bit. "Why am I here?" He asked ignoring
Chris's question.
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"Hey Chris," said Sam looking around the room still. He was a little wary of her. "What's your
biggest fear?" Sam suddenly look her in the eyes so strongly he almost gave himself a headache.
He found her quite easy to manipulate but he would wait until she made the wrong move.
"I mean, I'm just curious..."
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Sam tried to look down and seem embarrassed. He had his energy back and he could feel his
power surging through him. It was as if it was building up for something big. He searched through
her brain and found sorrow. She would feel sorrow for him. But no he wanted to be left alone.
The blood began pumping through his own veins. [An anger] that had been clawing at him for a long
time was about to break free. Suddenly he shapeshifted into a boy. He did not know who but he did not care.
The boy was shirtless and had wings. He was bleeding. He was dying. Whose fear is this? Sam thought to himself.
Who is this? The blood still raced through his veins to the point where he almost couldn't breathe. Something was
happening to him and he did not know what.
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As Sam lay there he involuntarily shapeshifted from himself to his parents. Then he began seizing
up with a nightmare screaming in his sleep.
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Sam heard a voice. His eyes popped open. "Leave me alone," Sam said. He hated people feeling bad
for him and the way she was looking at him freaked him out. Suddenly he noticed the man who
brought him here. The one who was hard to crack. Getting to his feet quickly he flipped his hair and
look at the man angrily. He clenched his fists so hard his knuckles turned white.
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Pure rage poured out of Sam. He reached deep inside of this horrible man a pulled out his greatest
fear. Slowly he began to shapeshift. But Sam did not stop shape-shifting. He changed [into] every
supernatural that this man had met. "Die!" Screamed Sam as he filled Tom with the feeling of pure
anger. Sam smiled as Tom backed away [clawing at his eyes]. Sam was filling him with [some of] the
worst feelings in the world. By this time Sam was almost [at his] breaking point. Only when he blacked
out could he stop his reign of terror.
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[REDACTED] He was shaking, yet he felt like a huge weight was lifted off his shoulders. "Thanks,"
he said touching Chris's hand lightly. "I'm sorry about before though. I was scared..."
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[REDACTED] He pulled his hands away and zipped up his hood.
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Sam stared intently into Chris's eyes. "No," Sam said hoarsely. His eye was throbbing so much [that]
he tried hard not to gasp in pain. While sitting down [and] waiting for her to answer he began trying
to search her mind but felt he couldn't. Like there was a wall blocking her mind.
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When Chris slid down onto the floor, Sam's heart broke in two. His eyes began tearing up but tried to
cover it up by coughing. "So, what is this place?" Sam said, trying to change the subject. He didn't really
care what this place was, he was going to escape. Standing up, he walked to the doorway and saw a figure
in the room. Suddenly sensing danger Sam stood defensively, trying to scan this figure's mind, but there it
was again...the block. It was as if he couldn't bend his feelings like he had lost the ability, but no that
couldn't happen right? He had been trying to get rid of his 'powers' for a long time, but why would they go
now? They wouldn't right? Sam didn't know if they could leave, or not...
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Clenching his teeth Sam stood defensively. "Leave me alone," said Sam. He began to reach for his eye in
pain but didn't so as to not injure it further. Pushing past the winged boy sam sprinted full speed out of
the room into the hallway he was just in.
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Sam found no way out. Running through hallways only led him to dead ends. His heart rate had increased
dramatically. His eye throbbed painfully. [REDACTED] He heard footsteps behind him. Turning around
he saw he saw no one.
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Stumbling over to the wall sam landed on the floor. His energy was drained and e could barely stand.
[REDACTED] Suddenly he [sic] and in order to protect his face he put his hands up. He screamed
out in pain as he placed his hand on his bad eye. Behind him, he heard a low chuckle and tried to get
up but failed. Standing above him was Tom [REDACTED]. Sam was too weak
to do anything so he just laid there waiting for his fate to get him.
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Sam saw Chris run in and before he knew it there she was. Dying. Standing up he tried to look as
[menacing] as he could but only looked like he was going to vomit. "Hey" he shouted. He had no
more energy to use his powers so instead he grabbed tom from behind and threw him onto the
ground.
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When Tom hit the floor Sam knew he could do no more so he let Chris take him out.
Only when she grabbed him however did he pull away. "I'm getting out of here. Show me how"
Sam slurred. He was swaying and felt nauseous. He could have used the rest but didn't want to
stay. He wanted to go back to his free life. No rules no laws just him.
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Falling to his knees he nodded his head. He couldn't argue with her. He was too tired. "Yes...please"
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When Chris laid him on the bed all Sam could do was fall asleep. His dreams were not of fear nor
of happiness but of indifference. He didn't understand them later but he knew he had to choose
between staying and going. Tossing and turning in his sleep was the only option. Fear began to grip
him. Claw at him so he would see it. He let them enter his dreams. Fear. Nightmares. He began
screaming.
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Sam awoke suddenly and blinked sleepily. Sitting up he heard footsteps in the hall. They were
approaching rapidly, and as Sam began waking up, his heart rate increased greatly. Sliding off the
bed he paid no attention to Chris, but to the footsteps as they began to get louder. Sam was still
far too exhausted to do anything, and his eye was throbbing greatly. The pain in his eye was increasing,
but he tried to ignore it. Sliding into the bathroom Sam felt safer and prepared himself to be attacked.
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Hearing the footsteps stop, Sam snuck back to where the bed was. Chris was gone, and he heard talking in the hallway. Looking for Chris, Sam stepped out into the hallway to find Rosemary and Chris standing there. For some reason, Rosemary intimidated Sam, and Sam immediately backed away.
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Sam, trying to not be attacked tried to joke around again. "Hey, I feel ya man..."

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* When Sam was sent to the

prestigious supernatural school,

he never expected he would

have to grow up so fast. Almost

immediately, the school was

taken over, and a war began

between the students and the

opposing force. It was a confusing

and terrifying time, full of hiding

and whispers, fear , and

sneaking around. It left a

large scar in Sam's mind. He lost

every friend he had made. In the

end, he had to run. There was

nothing else he felt he could do.

Even now, he does not know

what happened to the people he

left behind.

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Comes off to others as a goth kid,

with his natural black hair and long baggy clothes.

He enjoys to hide, so he will always be in jeans

and a long-sleeve shirt. 5'9", thinner than most

guys his age. Very gangly, as if he never grew

into his limbs. Deep blue eyes.
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"As Sam lay on the floor he thought of his parents and their death. He also had thoughts of the people

he had met just today. Chris and Rosemary were so nice...

He just couldn't leave them; he felt he took the easy way out. But he had no more energy to go on..."
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Samuel, preferring the name Sam, was born to a pair of non-magic parents. They were able to raise him until

he was around 4 years old, when Sam ended up traumatizing his parents with his powers. Showing them an image

of his death as a baby, they believed he was already gone, and ended up leaving him behind. He was later found

by his Uncle, who raised him as his own. At 15 Sam was sent to a prestigious school for children with powers*, where

he met and fell in love with a boy named Jay. It's been years since he's seen Jay, and his life has never been the same.

Now, nearing the age of 20, Sam has learned to smile again. He has found his passion in architecture, hoping to be

accepted in a school of the same field. He pays no mind to his powers, channeling them in his art. Somehow, it works

for him. Maybe, someone felt he deserved a break.
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for Hogwarts roleplays

Age - 11, first year
Birthday - May 26th
Gender - Female
Pronouns - she/her

House - Ravenclaw
Patronus: Bluebird

Subject good at: Herbology
Subject bad at: Flying
Favorite Class: Muggle Studies

Wand wood: Black Walnut
Wand core: Unicorn Hair
Wand length: 11 inches
Any other wand features: The
wand has many "knobs" in the
wood. Whenever Ruth holds
it, it feels like it was made
for her because it fits just
right in her hand.


Crush: None
Partner: None

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Fairly tall for a girl her age. Has shoulder-length

dirty blonde hair. Her eyes are hazel-green, and

she has green bands in her braces to match. She loves

to wear denim overalls, opting for a more casual look

at every occasion.
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Personality: Ruth is so funny! Her friends know her because of her jokes. She's also fairly quiet and secretive

except for those who are close to her. Those people who are close to her know quite a lot of things

about her. Also, she is naturally smart and doesn't study, although she worries constantly if she is

good enough. She wishes she could have more friends, but she loves the ones she has.

Pet: Cat named Essie. She is a cat with short, gray, and black dotted fur. In the terms

of a cat, she is quite small. Almost the size of a kitten. She is boney but loves to be

petted and held.

Other: Scared of heights from a freak accident at around 7, which left her stranded on

the roof of her neighbor's house.

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Both of Ruth's parents are purebloods, yet she is well-learned of the muggle lifestyle. This is mainly because

of her curious nature, and her need to know everything. She has an older brother who has already graduated

from Hogwarts and now works at the Three Broomsticks in Hogsmeade.
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While Sam was fighting in
the "Supernatural War",
Sam was fighting his
own internal battles.
He was fighting pain,
hiding it from his
friends. Only when it
was too late did they
find out.

Sam had split
from his apparent
"good" side. Cheery-eyed
and rosy-cheeked,
Mordecai was now alive.

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"It felt like his body was ripping apart... A loud bang was

heard and a flash. When the smoke cleared away there lay

Sam in the middle of the floor. Next to him was another body...

Sitting up he looked around and with a cheery smile."
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Mordecai looked at everyone in the room and he still smiled.

"Oh, by the way, he may not wake up."

His smile never faltered. After a small shrug, he stood up and stretched. He muttered under his breath.

"So good. So nice. So free."
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Mordecai rolled his eyes at Cat. "Your funeral," he muttered. His big smile stayed there. Noticing Jay take Sam, he decided to follow him. Before exiting the room he sent a sly wink over to Chris and his smile turne into a smirk. He walked into the room Jay was in and coughed.

"He's probably dead you know..." He said. He felt no sorrow for Jay but was in fact a little bit happy. Now he never had to deal with Sam again.
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