Potter's Army Meeting 1.0

Jack paced back and forth nervously, while standing in front of the podium. It was about time for everyone to start coming in now. Today was the right day, right? He wanted everything to be right. It was his time to shine, today. It was his big day, to show the world he was capable. He would look up at the door, then back down at his fingers, fumbling with his wand, tracing the design with his fingers. The sickness was really beginning to take its toll on him. He scratched his side roughly, before looking at the podium, his eyes staring at its soft, polished surface.

Jack had taken medication right before heading out to the meeting, and so far, its effects hadn't really made their way to Jacks sickness. He was glad it hadn't touched his face yet. He still wanted to look at least moderately presentable around his peers. He cleared his throat loudly before leaning on the podium, sighing and looking down at the top of it. What was he to do?

The day outside was warm, sunny, it was almost a shame that they were spending it indoors practicing magic. But since teachers constantly failed to teach them good spells, he guessed they would have to learn it on their own. The room was filled with small chests that looked like treasure was locked away in them. But a surprise was held in each and every one of them. What the surprise was, would be up to the fighter. Also, behind the chests were 7 foot stone knights, which would be able to be summoned to life if needed for anything. The room was altogether quite big, and could easily fit every PA member. The floor was decorated Marble Tiles, while the walls were rough, rigged grey stones, as was the candlelit ceilings.He looked at the boxes, hoping that his first day as PA leader would go as smoothly as he hoped.

He just could not see himself as leader. Jack Sr. was a calm, collected, brave Gryffindor. Miseria was a wise, peppy Hufflepuff. Sam was also a strong-willed, funny Gryffindor. And Jack was... Jack. He wasn't anything special. He sighed once again, pushing himself off the podium. Today he wore his regular Hogwarts dress shirt and pants, but the shirt was unbuttoned from just the top button, and the sleeves were rolled up to the elbows. This meeting would go successful, he told himself. He would make sure of it.

Cliff happened to be in the seventh floor corridor when he heard the chime of the clock and it struck him like a bell that he had the first Potter's Army meeting of the year. He has asked around, finding out about old leaders. Miseria, Sam, Louis, Jack, Andrew. And now they had another Jack, this one a boy, but also a prankster. Cliff wasn't sure what to expect.

He entered and found he was the first to get there, and Jack looked ill at ease. Cliff glanced around, as though expecting people to leap up and yell surprise. "Am I early?" he asked tentatively. He slowly approached the older boy and held out a hand. "I'm Cliff- Cliff Jordan."

Amelia sat on top of the rough quilt that was laid across her bed in the fifth year Hufflepuff girls’ dormitory. She pulled out two photographs from her cloak pocket and starred at them. She outlines each person in both photographs. She looked down at the photograph of her grandfather, great-uncle and great-aunt. It was the only photograph her grandfather had of all three of them in Hogwarts, yet he had given it to. He told her that “If anyone deserved to have this picture it is you. Amelia, you will do great things I just know it. You have the ability to live up to them, more than I ever did or even your mum,” that memory was so clear it was like it was yesterday though it was five years ago. She drew her attention to the other photograph. It was of her mum, her pa, Claire, Edgar, Drew and herself. It was from six years ago, back before Amelia had entered Hogwarts. Life had been so perfect for them back then, what had happened to them? She knew the answer. It was peer pressure, media, stress and daily life. Her mum had lasted so long in a one-way marriage it was unreal; she stayed with Amelia’s pa for so long just for the sake of her kids. That is one of the many things she admired about her mum. She put the pictures back in her pocket and left form the Room of Requirements.

She was glad to see the wooden door appear to her on the seventh floor. She pushed the door open. Her eyes grew large, it didn’t mind how many times she came here it always amazed her. She loved this room. She moved away from the door so she wouldn’t be run over as people came in. She had to remind herself to tell the new leader of Potter’s Army that she’d been gone for two or three weeks due to her mum taking her out of Hogwarts so her head injury could heal without any risks of reinjuring it.

Cat had been nervously pacing the common room, her hair a bright orange sherbet color, while her eyes were changing quickly from every shade of blue. It was the first Potters Army meeting, well, for her. This was the year she was going to try to help out the school any way she could, and Cat couldn't help wringing her hands, wondering if anyone she knew would be the or if they liked her. The first was probable, and the last one was unlikely.

Hearing the chiming of the clock, Cat sighed, knowing what time it was. Walking to the room of requirement, she focused on the meeting. Her hair was still the color of orange sherbet, and her eyes were sky blue. Pushing the door open, she gasped at how large the room was. It was beyond amazing.

Walking in, Cat only recognized Cliff, while she saw two others. The girl, she believed was a Hufflepuff, and the boy, whom she assumed was the leader, she had no knowledge of. No matter, she was there to learn. Walking to Cliff and the older boy, she grinned at Cliff. "Hi Cliff." She greeted warmly. Nodding to the boy, she waved awkwardly. "Cat Malcom, and you are?"

The entire day she'd been so busy with so many other things what she had basically forgotten about the meeting. She really didn't remember until she saw another Potter's Army member who was running late, he'd muttered something about the meeting and she'd remembered thar she was late too. Hitamé ran out of Gryffindor Tower and headed for the seventh floor quickly after that.

Though she didn't remember being at the meetings, she knew she had an obligation of being there, and saying that she'd "forgotten" wasn't a very good excuse, even if she meant that she didn't remember being there. She entered the Room of Requirement quickly and looked around. So she wasn't that late after all, she sighed softly in relief and looked at everyone else. She really only knew the Gryffindors in there but the other boy there besides Cliff, was familiar and she had heard of him before. She grinned slightly and walked a bit closer to the others. "So you're the new leader then?" she asked Jack. "I'm Hitamé Higurashi." she introduced herself shortly after.

Alex sighed, looking as he got dressed, and walked outside of the Hufflepuff common room. Potters Army all over again. He remembered the leaders that there had been ever since he had started in Potters Army. There had been Andrew his second year, Jack his third year, Mis in the half of his fourth year and Louis the other half of the year. Now there was another Jack, Alex didn't know much about this one, except that he was a Ravenclaw. Alex walked in, thinking about what if one day he became Leader of Potters Army. He shrugged off the thought and walked into the Room Of Requirement.

Walking in he recognized everyone, Amelia because she was in his house, and they had ended up in Knockturn alley together, Cat, because he had hung out with her, and kissed her on the Hogwarts Express, but had quickly decided to forget, Cliff because he had hung out with him at times, and he was in some of Alex's classes, and Hitame, because he had met her in Hogsmeade while he was break dancing with other wizards. There was only one person he didn't recognize, which was probably the leader.

Follow the Leader, Follow the leader, I want the leader, I want the leader. Alex thought of the song, then lightly punched himself in the head. Focus, Alex. He walked over to the guy he didn't recognize. "Hey, I'm Alex Jones. Pleasure to meet you." Alex said, putting his hand out.

Being in the Potters Army club, he thought about his fourth year, when he had dressed up like a ninja, and terrorized most of the guards, and had been called a hero by people. But lucky enough, no one had ever found out Alex was the so called ninja called 'Aguila Roja.'

Outfit, wearing everything but the headphones

((Cliff, since i hate doing meet and greet threads, I just pretended that they knew each other, if thats not okay, I'll edit it.))

Jack sighed as slowly peoples started to come into the room. It wasn't as full as he had hope but it was enough to start. He nodded to the people who greeted him, smiling slightly. He grabbed Cliffs hand, shaking it.

"Pleasure to meet you all, names Jack Kubin. The Potters Army torch was handed down to me, so I'm gonna try to lead you all with good intentions."

Jack scanned the crowd quickly after introducing himself. He then took a few steps back, and inserted his fingers into his mouth. He closed his fingers together, and whistled loudly for everyone in the room to hear. He pulled his hand from his mouth and began speaking to the whole room, his voice loud and echoing.

"Welcome to the first Potters Army meeting of the year! I hope you all had a great summer vacation! But unfortunately, the Dark Forces do not take summer breaks! They are ways ahead of us, and to get back in par with them, we have to train extensively, vigorously, and strictly! I'm sorry for the immediate action, but you guys will have your tests to see your progress starting NOW!"

Jack flicked his wand over his head vigorously, and all the chests opened up simultaneously. Boggarts would fly out suddenly, except for three chests, which revealed three Fire Crabs, pretty pissed off for being locked in a chest for this long. Jack would watch his students reactions, seeing if they knew how to properly react to this kind of situation. This would only be Part I of todays challenge..

"Good luck! And stay alive! I will be putting myself into the mix, and I will be shooting minor hexes and jinxes at you guys! WIsh you all the best!"

With that, Jack jumped into the mix, his grin apparent in the midst.

Alex listened in as Jack explained things, most of them true. Dark forces would never take a break, and it was pretty much up to the order, or Potters Army to do stop them. Alex really just saw that Dumbledore's Army and Potters Army, where a junior society for the order. People from Potters Army had gone on to become order members. Louis and Jack Sr.

Alex instincts popped up, even before the boggarts and fire crabs had come out, Alex knew what was going to happen. It was what you got when you were ancestor of the legendary Aguila Roja, and traveled around the world, training with the best monks in almost every country that had a martial art. Alex's first instinct was to use Kung Fu against the boggarts and Fire Crabs, he had even dragon kicked a boggart, then realized it was time for magic, not martial arts. Alex took out his wand, as a boggart turned into the murderer of his brother, a man wearing jeans, with a dark hoodie, pointing a gun at Alex's face, wearing a ski mask, "Riddikulus!" Alex called out, and a orange light shot from his wand, and went to the boggart, who was about to shoot, and from the gun, instead of a bullet, came flowers, then the man had a dress on.

Alex laughed, then looked at one of the fire crab, "You guys are some ugly mothasuckas." Alex said looking at them. "Flipendo!" He said, as the blue ball of light went towards one of the crabs, and flipped them over, sending them somersaulting into the air, but getting back up.

Amelia rotated her wand in her hand. She started looking at the room trying to see who had all arrived. She noticed Alex right away; it would be a bit hard to forget him after their adventure in Knockturn Alley. She hadn’t spoken to many people this summer do the fact she was out of the country and everything else that had been going on. She’d almost decked one kid already for saying something about how her parents divorced; some kids would never learn or grow up.

She watched as the boggart got close to her. It transformed into the bloody corpses of her family. Her hand shaked a bit as she fought the urge to cry, she hated it when she saw her boggart. It killed her to look into the lifeless eyes of her mum and siblings, they were her life and even the idea of them dying scared her. “Riddikulus!” she called out with a fierce look in her eyes. She was pissed off, she wasn’t happy about having to face a Boggart or anything else for the matter of fact.

“Stupfy,”she called out rapidly at a fire crab that got too close. She hated crabs as much as she hated Boggarts. She knew it was bit overkill for just one crab but it was a safe release of anger.

What the hell was he thinking? He was trying to kill them all she was sure of it. And what about the first years that were probably here? How were they supposed to defend themselves from the boggarts and fire crabs, they'd probably never even encountered them yet. Being so focused on these things she didn't even notice that a boggart had taken interest in her and it was turning itself into her sister. Naomi was probably in there as well, she was still incredibly pissed at the fact that she'd joined out of the blue, and it would be weird for her to see herself in another part of the room.

Of course there was something odd about this Naomi. Her eyes were blank and wide, they were lifeless and the girl had blood staining her clothes. Hitamé knew what the boggart had turned into, her greatest fear was Naomi dying and she had encounter this before, but this time her sister's death was different. Last time she hadn't been bloody or anything. This time, her fear must've grown somehow, and it was showing a worse case scenario of Naomi's death. The girl had begun to collapse falling near Hitamé and at that moment she pulled her wand out. "Riddikulus!" she shouted at the figure of her sister and watched as the blood turned into water and Naomi was soaking wet from a small prank she had pulled over the summer. Hitamé sighed and lowered her wand, she didn't get why she found her sister soaking wet hilarious but it was too her.