||Toshiro is correct; this takes place during the last book's setting. It's going to be my interpretation of what may have happened during that school year without Harry around...

I'm playing the DADA teacher, and POSSIBLY Snape, if he's needed.

omgz, paige. D| ||

Name: Melanie Soto

Alias: Melly, Soto

Gender: Female

Age: Seventeen

 Species: Pureblood ;D

Personality: Melanie is very stubborn and is never afraid to speak her mind. She's also pretty smart in Muggle Studies and some things like Transfiguration and Care of Magical Creatures, but isn't too bright in Potions. As a matter of fact, she hates the cla.ss. Melanie is also very brave, and highly enjoys going on adventures with Potter.

Crush: Open

Boyfriend/Girlfriend: None

 History: She has descended from a long line of Wizards, all of them were in Gyrffindor.

 Looks: Brown hair that flows to her shoulders, bangs pushed off to her right, and gray eyes. Skinny and of average height. Pale skin.

Other: Plays Quidditch, is a Beater. In Gryffindor.

||I was hoping for an intro, paige, too. Dx

I will make sure no one posts bios on my next RP. >| ||

||Not my best, by far. D| ||

Name: Keiichi Sakurai

Species: A supernatural being I won’t tell you guys about yet. 8D

Occupation: Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher

~*~

It was odd seeing an American here in Britain. It was even weirder that he was a tanned Asian wearing a jet black bandanna over his eyes. The twenty-five-year-old’s appearance wasn’t helped by the fact that he wore all black, either. Black leather pants wrapped around his legs, and a tank top covered his torso. A heavy cloak settled around his shoulders, as it was a particularly chill September 1^st.

Keiichi Sakurai, the newest addition to the Hogwarts staff stood against one of the pillars on the platform of 9¾. The rambunctious children nearly drove him insane, but he figured that he needed to deal with them sometime. Hopefully it would be a tad quieter once they got away from their parents. His ears picked up a young girl squealing and hugging her mother. Ugh, it was too sappy for him.

He took the time to sweep into the Hogwarts Express, his black outfit contrasting against the bright red. Since he was the type to keep to himself, he strode past the loud cubicles. Eventually he found one near the rear of the train. Without a word, he sat in a window seat, ebony wand in hand.

Melanie's mom was crying. As usual. But it was understood, for Melanie was her baby, and now she was going off to Seventh Year. Trying to be comforting, Melanie gave her mother an awkward, one-armed hug since Melanie was carrying her Owl cage. In that cage contained a brown owl who she named Ferry. "Bye, Mom, I love you." Miss Soto, too upset to respond, nodded and Melanie than ran through the wall of Platform Nine.

Melanie soon found herself in another platform, which had a sign that read 'Platform Nine and Three Quarters.' She smiled at the train, which read on the side, 'Hogwarts Express.' "Hogwarts, here I come. For the last time." She stepped into the train with a wide grin and headed for her usual spot.

When Melanie arrived to her spot, she threw open the curtain that seperated the spot from the aisle, and smiled. Her best friends, Noah, Logan, and Paige were all there. She sat down in the last open seat next to Logan and gave him a friendly kiss on the cheek. "I missed you guys!" She said. They all responded with "Missed you too, kiddie." That was her nickname for them. She was the youngest of the four, thus her being the 'Kid' of the group. They called Logan 'Geezer,' who was the oldest, called Noah 'PB,' for Peanut butter (that's in the middle of a sandwich), and they called Paige 'Jelly' (for again, that what was in the middle of a Peanut Butter and Jelly sandwich). Noah, who was tall, took Ferry's cage and gently placed it above them. Logan was squeezing Melanie to death. Melanie and Logan were best friends, and had been since they were five. Paige was jabbering away about her summer and also asking about her friends's, too. Melanie was beaming the whole time.