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What's The Plot? My character goes to Hogwarts as a Gryffindor to lure Harry Potter to Voldemort so he can kill Harry, but my character tries to warn Harry instead. Who Am I Looking For And About Me As A Roleplayer. > Someone who can write as Harry and Voldemort. > Someone who can write...

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A long, groggy groan could be heard from the blonde-haired-boy began to wake. It took Collin several long moments to recall what had occurred before waking. He was lying upon a bed that looked and felt like it belonged in a five star hotel. Where...Where was he...? After a few moments of thought...

"What...What in the world are you talking about?!?" The young man demanded, letting out a huff of breath. "You're talking like you aren't human or something." He told the man. A long groan suddenly could be heard from Collin. Before the stranger could reply, Collin fell forward, clearly...

At those words, Collin froze at the stranger's words. What in the world was he talking about? The young man squirmed within the man's grip. Only succeeding in bruising his wrist. "What...What are you talking about..." Collin couldn't believe his ears. A long deep breath escaped from Collin as...

For several long moments, the young man didn't reply. "And...What...What small favor is that?" Collin closed his eyes for a few moments as he felt another wave of dizziness. His hand was still in the stranger's grasp. A blot of blood about the size of a small soft ball had colored his striped...

As the stranger pulled his hand away from his belly, Collin winced, trying to resist and pull his wrist free from the stranger's strong grasp. "What...What are you talking about?" Collin wondered, his voice trembling as he felt a wave of dizziness. "Who are you?" He asked next, still trying to...

Suddenly there was no where the sixteen-year-old could escape to. Collin grimaced as his head throbbed a little. "I...Uh..." Collin trailed off, his heart hammering against his chest like it was trying to escape. Was this man here to finish him off? Was he hired by the ones that had beaten him...

Once finished brushing off his dirty jeans and dabbing away the blood from the scratch from the blade, Collin paused. His senses tingling as he looked up. In the shadows there appeared to be a man standing there. No doubt someone from the group come to finish him off. The young man tensed...

Collin Rivers, 16 It wasn't the first time he had been beaten up for who he was. Collin knew he was gay since the age of fourteen. In fact, he had run away from home because of his abusive father figure. The growing teenager touched his lower lip and winced. He could taste blood and wiped it...