#ootashesfight

And with those final posts, the final event for OotA Roleplay has officially come to an end. 

This does not mean that roleplaying is over! There are still many things we have ready to tie up all loose ends, and we have the rest of this month to enjoy each other and have some peace in our character’s lives before it all comes to an end. We hope that there can be growth come out of all of this, and that these next few weeks can bring about a sort of peace for roleplayer and character alike. 

A few tips for the end of the event:

If you would like to interact with the Headmistress, Lorcan Fitzsimmons, Aaron Cohen, or any auror or professor, feel free to message us and we’ll help you out. This is your opportunity to talk to some of the big plot characters, and we’re excited to extend this offer to you. 

You may continue threads from the event to finish them, and you may now also move back to roleplay as normal. 

Make sure to keep in mind that the castle is destroyed (including some of Hufflepuff and Slytherin dorms), so if you have any questions regarding anything, please don’t hesitate to ask us. 

Until further notice, the students will all be sleeping together in the Great Hall. The younger years will be arriving back at Hogwarts over the next couple of days. 

Pomfrey will be coming around to heal injuries, both major and minor, and you may write with her if you so desire without any sort of main assistance needed. 

We would also like to extend the offer at this time for anyone to message us regarding their family and any questions they might have regarding them for the end of the event and/or roleplay. 

For example, if you want to know about their safety, their part in the plot, if they were at the battle at Hogwarts, etc, message us and we’ll answer any questions for you. We want all of you to be in charge of yourselves, because we know that you’ll have more questions than we could ever think to answer without you asking them. 

Communication is the key. If there are loose ends that you’re questioning, don’t be afraid to communicate with us. If you don’t understand something that happened, we’re here to help explain it! As everything draws to an end, we really want all of you to be able to be a part of it, and we want to make sure that you’re all ready and willing to jump in with us. 

Thank you all so much for another wildly amazing event, and we can’t wait to finish this month out with all of you. 

For all students, in all groups. Ending Part 2. 

The students were ushered into the Great Hall, and the doors were locked and guarded by the professors after they’d made sure every student was in there. They could still hear fighting in the castle, but as everything went on, it seemed more and more distant. Capscien, Cohen, and Fitzsimmons had stayed out of the room, and it seemed like everything might finally be coming to an end.

Only a couple of hours later, near the middle of the day, the doors were opened and the three of them came inside, followed by a large group of aurors that wore insignia from countries all over the world. They took positions all around the room, and when the big three made it to the front, both men shook their heads and allowed Capscien to take the podium.

It was the first time she had spoken to them from this podium since before she had been captured by Falsdom at Christmas, and she seemed just as shaky about it as the students seemed to hear what she had to say.

“It is done,” she began, and no one knew if it was a time for cheering, or silent reverie, so what happened after those three words seemed like a mixture of both. “The man who has terrorized our country for two years is dead, and those people who supported him are in our custody. We will no longer be victims to him, or anyone who followed him.”

“This victory, however, did not come without its cost,” she went on. “We lost brave soldiers here today. Several aurors from around the world; Irish, Portuguese, Italian, American, and French wizards lost their lives today, as well as one vampire and two werewolf fighters. We here at Hogwarts did not remain untouched, either,” she said sadly. “Professor Aurora Sinistra, though having sided with Falsdom, was a great teacher here for a long time, and we will miss her greatly. Professor Larry Darnell fought valiantly for his students, and he died with great honor in protecting those that he had dedicated his life to.” Capscien paused, swallowing hard before she continued. “We also lost four students during this fight. Seventh year Gryffindor Bridget McKenna, Hufflepuff Darren Rey, Ravenclaw Hazel Walsh, and Slytherin Edward Chase all lost their lives fighting with their fellow students to keep these halls as safe as they could be. We will honor all of these deaths as soon as we can get the castle rebuilt, which is our very first priority.

“Until then, students will return to Hogwarts and we will all stay here in the Great Hall. Aurors will be staying to help with rebuilding and also to ensure our protection as the British Wizarding World rebuilds itself out of the ashes of the devastation they’ve faced. I cannot tell you exactly what will happen in our world over the next coming days, but I can assure you that it will be better than what has happened. We have learned. We have grown. And the world is watching, willing to help us become strong and true once again.”

The woman smiled sadly at all of the students. “I want to apologize to all of you for what you have been through. I don’t need to say that classes will not come back to session immediately, allowing all of us time to adjust to the horrors. You will be allowed to return to your dorms to gather some things, but there has been severe damage to the Hufflepuff and Slytherin dormitories, which will perhaps leave some of you without many of your belongings. Please find a professor and we will gather anything that you might need. We want to make it through these last few weeks together, safely, with no fears and no worries. I think there has been enough of that.

“We will hold you until the end of term, though many of you may wish to return home. Until everything is taken care of, you are safer here. We will hold a ceremony to honor the dead, and we will also hold a graduation ceremony to honor those seventh years who have made it through this madness. You all deserve some happiness, and while it may be hard to come by for a little while, we know that you will find it again.”

Capscien cleared her throat, and knew that it was time to be done. “A warm meal is being prepared for you, and those of you who might desire to bathe may let a professor accompany you to the loos that are still in operation before dinner is served. Thank you all, so much more than I can say, for all that you have done in service to your friends, family, and your country. It was more than we could have ever asked. If there is anything that you need, don’t hesitate to find myself or any of your professors to help you. We owe you all a great deal.”

With that, the newly reinstated Headmistress stepped down from the podium, moving into the crowd of students and trying to offer her assistance in any way that she could. Fitzsimmons, Cohen, and their aurors stayed behind as well, wanting to make sure that everything was taken care of. It was a bittersweet feeling, and it washed through the room with heaviness.

It was the end, and while not all good, it was at least not bad.

For all students, in all groups. 

As the students began to make their way down to the first floor to escape, others were having that same idea. Battles still raged all the way through the castle, but the main one, the one that no one had yet seen, was headed down as well.

Lorcan Fitzsimmons, Aaron Cohen, and Henrique Ferriera were chasing after Jerrick Falsdom and Val Bellserv, who were fighting for their very lives. It was a rough battle, and the five of them had been going back and forth since the men first arrived at the castle. They finally decided that their only way out was to actually leave the castle and run again, which coincided horribly with the professors’ plan to get the students out to safety.

There was a huge gathering of students that met at the bottom of the first floor stairs, while all the professors came together to lead all of the sixth and seventh years that were behind out the doors. But just as they turned down the corridor to lead them towards the exit, they saw the battle of their lifetimes raging in the distance.

Several students tried to jump out and help, but the professors forced them back. It was clear that this battle was not one that was going to be as simple as the fights they’d been having upstairs, where few people had been killed. These men were throwing spells back and forth at constant speeds, and Falsdom and Bellserv were trying to tear their attackers apart. There was no other way. In their minds, it was kill or be killed.

Professors formed a line in front of the students, blocking any stray spells that came their way, but they couldn’t back them out. There was no where else for them to go except back up towards the battles, which were starting to head down as well in hopes that they could meet up with their leaders. Both sides wanted this to be over and done, and it was culminating right there on the first floor. Some of the students in the back were still having to fight people off as they came up behind them, creating a front shield and a back shield with everyone in the middle utterly useless.

A cutting curse was called, and the voice was so loud with it that it seemed to shake the whole building. It wasn’t the voice of Falsdom, or Bellserv… belonging instead to the redheaded man right there in the middle of all of it. The students were close enough to hear shouts of spells and curses and hexes, as well as Aaron Cohen’s deep reply to what was happening.

“Lorcan! We’re not trying to kill them!” he reminded his friend, but it was clear that the other was not on that same page.

It was Ferriera that called out the next spell, which was a blasting curse that exploded right to the side of Bellserv’s body, making the man lunge out of the way. Aaron called after him, telling him the same thing, but found his words cut off by the Minister of Ireland.

“If I get a shot, I’m taking it!” Lorcan yelled, and it seemed that he was only fighting fire with fire, as the very next spell the children heard was a killing curse that hit Henrique square in the chest and causing him to fall backwards to the ground in a heap.

The fighting immediately got more intense, both sides pushing and fighting and trying to knock the other out. Again and again the killing curse was called, but none of them hit their targets. The men fought hard, knowing that lives were at stake--for Falsdom and Bellserv, it was their own, and for Cohen and Fitzsimmons it was their people, their children, and everyone else there at Hogwarts or at any other place that the other men had touched.

Then, out of nowhere, a woman’s voice. One that the students recognized, but hadn’t heard in quite a few months.

Marcela Capscien.

Falsdom’s body went rigid, his eyes wide and unblinking. The killing curse had hit him in the back, and before he was able to crumple, Bellserv was throwing spells at Capscien. Fitzsimmons and Cohen were able to work together to catch him, and he was without a wand, tied up and thrown to the side of the corridor, before Jerrick Falsdom’s body hit the cold stone floor.

Everything went silent. Not even the sound of breathing could be heard in the large group of students. Then the sounds of fighting above them broke through the enchantment they’d all fallen under, and it was Capscien’s voice that rang out to them again.

“Everyone into the Great Hall, now!”

Adrian listened to the sounds around him. It was almost silent but not quite. The echoes of feet the sound of breathing as someone ran. The castle at this moment was either loud with fighting or silent with people searching for each other. He could tell by the distant words he could here that the Aurors he had run from were not far behind him. However from his vantage point up high, holding himself steady between the wall and the pillar with two legs and one hand he kept his red eyes on the ground below him, the place they would run past any moment now if his senses were correct. He could tell some of the others must be near by too so he wasn't going to drag this out.

Then they were there, passing under him “Where is that litt-” one of them started but didn't get to finish as Adrian landed on him heavily after pushing himself down from the high corner he had been hiding in. The mans body broke his hard fall and the Hufflepuff pushed his weight down onto him as the woman spun to see what had happened. She managed to get a stunning spell off that Adrian avoided with a sideways tumble, letting the spell hit the man on the ground to further take him out of the fight. Adrian quickly stung her hand with an angry disarming spell that sent her wand through the air. 

She moved to take a step forward to try and catch it but the force of Adrian's next spell blasted her from her feet and she seemed to go rigid in mid air for a second as the body bind too effect. She fell to the ground like some kind of statue and Adrian let out a sigh, glad his plan had gone so smoothly. He was Casting a spell to summon some ropes to tie them up when he heard the footsteps rushing around the corner. He crouched and aimed his wand with a scary vampire face taking over his features with his fangs and eyes showing before he realized it wasn't an enemy this time. 

Colin Page hadn’t been gone for very long when the three men started to whisper among themselves. Professor Cantus actually turned his body so that they were hidden from the eyes of the students who no doubt wanted to know whatever was going on in their heads.

At this point, there was no way to know how long they had been gone, but the consensus seemed to be that this was the third day. The little makeshift toilet in one corner of the room, which made some people want to cry at the thought of, had begun to smell, and the darkness was making their bodies tired even more than the lack of food. A couple of students had started to huddle together for warmth, and to whisper hope to each other when it seemed to be running out.

When the men finally decided that they had reached a conclusion, Cantus stood up, shakily, and started to head over to the groups of students. He spoke to each little section individually, in groups of two or three, but he always said the same thing.

“We are going to get you out of here,” he assured each one of them. “We won’t let them use you like they want to. It’s one thing to use adults in a war, it’s another thing entirely to use children.”

Fitzsimmons, who was the only among them that was actually trained for battle, stood up and walked over to the door where he began to scope things out. He could hardly walk, and it made some wonder how they could escape a group of three armed men with a group of three men who had been stuck in places like this for much longer than anyone was willing to think about.

“The door has a blindspot,” he said, pointing right to the sides, talking undoubtedly to the other men but not seeming to care that the kids were listening anymore. “One could be here, and one here, and with surprise we might be able to subdue them or even get their wands.”

“And what about the other? There’s no place for them to hide,” Ray pointed out, still sitting and trying to ride out the pain that he had gone through earlier.

Brian nodded, and looked at Cantus, who tilted his head and then spoke. “I would do it,” he said, quietly.

“No, I should,” Brian began. “I’m trained for combat, I can take him out easier than you both could, and the element of surprise on the aurors is best.”

Ray shook his head, about to speak again when a loud noise outside of their room seemed to vibrate the walls. Everything went quiet again, and the men exchanged glances but didn’t speak about their plan out loud any more.

Group White can now put this into play! You can write from any point of this post, or also write after it has taken place and the noise interrupted.

If you should like your character to interact with either Ray Channing, Professor Ciaran Cantus, or Brian Fitzsimmons, please message the main for help regarding their interactions.

Please make sure to post starters with “Group White” in the title so it’s easy to see what can be responded to by which groups and what cannot.

Those of the students who stayed behind to help fight and find their missing friends were divided up into groups to be taken under the wing of a professor. That professor was to serve as their help and hopefully protect them from having too much bad happen. This obviously wasn’t a situation where bad could be prevented, but hopefully the worst of it could be watched for.

This certain group of students found themselves with Professor Thorne, who looked tired and yet ready for battle. He gave them all saddened smiles, but knew there was nothing that could be done.

“I’m sorry that it must come to this,” he told them all, and then he began to tell them the plan.

“We don’t know where they’re keeping the students, but we know that they are inside of the castle. One of the people Macbay believed to be loyal to him, Professor Outterridge, has been able to help us put together the pieces of what the he and the Minister are planning. We don’t know their whole plan, but we know that they’re disgusting,” Thorne almost spat. “So we’re breaking up the areas of the castle, and we’re all going to take our section and make sure it’s secure.”

He frowned. “The issue with this is that it’s not going to be as easy as search and rescue. We’ve committed treason in Falsdom’s eyes, and he wants to make sure that he keeps his leverage. All of his aurors have been told to fight for him, and he may believe that this is his last stand. He’s been run out of the Ministry by the nations that are fighting against him, and this is, hopefully, the last move he can make. We just want to make sure he can’t make it like he wants to.”

Thorne looked out at them, and shook his head. “None of you should have to do this. No students should have to evacuate the castle, or be afraid that evacuations might not go well, or have to fight for students that have been taken. But we appreciate each and every one of you and I promise to do my best to make sure this ends well,” the man said, his voice powerful.

“We’re going up to the top floor, and once we clear that area we’ll work down. Keep your eyes out for anyone who wants to stop us, and help each other out. Don’t be heros alone, but a team together,” he said, and then, without another word, he started heading up and making sure they followed.

Team Red can now put this into play! You can obviously start writing during his speech, or you can start writing as they head up and start searching around. Keep in mind that they will not find anything unless it is said so in a plot drop.

At this time, you may also write duels with aurors. Work together, just like Thorne said. There’s a lot that you can do with this, so be creative and have some fun! Make sure to keep with the group, which is as follows:

Adrian Albu

Bethany Sparks

Briana Drake

Cade Savage

Ethan MacIntyre

Justine Sharman

Laya Bell

Newt Lacy

If you would like to write something that involves Thorne beyond simple instructions to keep the group together, please message the main and we can assist!

Please make sure to post starters with “Group Red” in the title so it’s easy to see what can be responded to by which groups and what cannot.

Colin Page arrived again, several hours later, bringing food once more. Some believed this to be the third day of their capture, while others could make no promise because there was no way to tell. This time, he brought a plate of cold roast beef and a few raw carrots.

This time, as well, he was a lot angrier than he had been earlier. He didn’t speak at all for awhile, pushing his way through the students to check them before he started to pace the floor, either too upset to stand still or too preoccupied. It only took a few moments for him to come to his senses, though, before he began to do what it became abundantly clear he was going to do from the beginning.

For the second time, those students witnessed someone being tortured. He set his sights first on Ray, who took it quietly with only low groans coming from him. “Tell me what you know!” he yelled, trying to figure out information that no one else understood. Ray, however, said nothing, and it was time for Page to move on and try someone else.

“I know that some of you have information about what they’re planning!” he yelled, spinning around in the room and looking at all of them to pick his next victim. “I know that some of you have been contacted, and that you’re aware of what they’re going to try to do to us. Tell me now, and we can get out of here with no more harm done yet,” he said, which wasn’t a very good promise and didn’t inspire anyone to speak about anything even if they did have the information he wanted.

Perturbed, Page turned his attention to Brian this time, and this time it wasn’t quiet. Brian screamed like he was trying to fight it, but had been through far too much for him to be able to do so anymore. It lasted for a few minutes before he finally stopped, realizing that he wasn’t going to get anything out of the man who couldn’t even think from all that he’d been through.

Page began to turn around the room, looking around and trying to figure out what to do next. “Someone needs to start talking,” he said angrily, and when no one did, he took a student and began to do the same.

Ezra Cohen and Luka Caito were both victims of Page’s rampage, and after he tortured the two of them with the same cruciatus curse, he angrily yelled at all of the students. “The next time I come back, there had better be answers, and they had better be given to me right away!” he said, before he left them alone to the sound of their own heartbeats and heavy breathing.

Group White can put this new information to play. You may write things during these events or start your writing after Page left again. Only the students named were tortured during this rampage.

If you should like your character to interact with either Ray Channing, Professor Ciaran Cantus, or Brian Fitzsimmons, please message the main for help regarding their interactions.

Please make sure to post starters with “Group White” in the title so it’s easy to see what can be responded to by which groups and what cannot.