White Tomb

White Tomb

The White Tomb is the only known burial site at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. It is located on the shores of the Lake. This was the final resting place for former Headmaster Albus Dumbledore, who willingly sacrificed himself in the service of The Order of the Phoenix, while fighting Lord Voldemort's Death Eaters during the Second Wizarding War. The tomb was originally expanded to lay to rest Severous Snape who died to protecting Hogwarts from Lord Voldemort, and now also includes the graves of teachers who gave their lives fighting for Hogwarts.

• Ruby Young (Murdered by the WHPS)
• Saximontana Aquile (Killed during the Battle of Hogwarts)
• Shane Frozon (Died fighting the WHPS with the Order of the Phoenix)
• Ailred Birch (Died fighting with the Order of the Phoenix)
• Alice Kunze (Murdered by Shadow Berrin)
• Paige Turner (Dies using her Sight to protect students)

Pay your respects here.

Archive

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Roleplay

Katelynn and Ciaran

Katelynn Grace O'Donnell - First year Ravenclaw student • cursed, not gifted - "Solitude matters, and for some people, it's the air they breathe." Message Me - 21:07, August 5, 2016 (UTC) Convinced she's deep enough in the woods to avoid being seen, Katelynn sits down against the tomb and takes a deep breath. She hates testing out her powers, especially since she has no idea how to use them yet. Focusing on a nearby rock, she raises her hand and focuses on it; almost instantly the blue glow encompasses the stone and, with her eyes glowing neon, it starts to lift slowly.

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Katelynn Grace O'Donnell - First year Ravenclaw student • cursed, not gifted - "Solitude matters, and for some people, it's the air they breathe." Message Me - 21:29, August 5, 2016 (UTC) Her ears are hypersensitive, so at the sound of a twig snapping, she's instantly distracted; jumping out of her skin, she looks over to where the noise came from, and the blue glow brightens before the rock shatters into pieces, each shard flying off in different directions. "W-w-who's there?" she asks, probably too quiet for any intruder to hear, but she's too scared to be confrontational.

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Katelynn Grace O'Donnell - First year Ravenclaw student • cursed, not gifted - "Solitude matters, and for some people, it's the air they breathe." Message Me - 21:37, August 5, 2016 (UTC) The unfamiliar face is no comfort to her, and she's still shaking a little, but blames it on the wind. Slowly, she sinks back down, looking back for the rock but seeing that it's disappeared. "It's okay," she replies. "I w-wasn't doing anything."

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Katelynn Grace O'Donnell - First year Ravenclaw student • cursed, not gifted - "Solitude matters, and for some people, it's the air they breathe." Message Me - 21:55, August 5, 2016 (UTC) Curling up and bringing her knees to her chest, she gives him a feeble shrug as a reply. "I like the quiet," is all she can offer.

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Katelynn Grace O'Donnell - First year Ravenclaw student • cursed, not gifted - "Solitude matters, and for some people, it's the air they breathe." Message Me - 09:08, August 6, 2016 (UTC) "K-Katelynn Grace," she replies, standing up to try and not look so pathetic but immediately being embarrassed when there's a glow of blue and all of the twigs and rocks beneath her feet move away from her the way a magnet repels another. Biting back a grunt of anger, she looks sheepishly up at the boy, awaiting his reaction. "What's yours?"

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Katelynn Grace O'Donnell - First year Ravenclaw student • cursed, not gifted - "Solitude matters, and for some people, it's the air they breathe." Message Me - 14:44, August 6, 2016 (UTC) "K-kind of," she says after a pause, because how else can she describe it? "S-sorry, I can't really control it."

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Katelynn Grace O'Donnell - First year Ravenclaw student • cursed, not gifted - "Solitude matters, and for some people, it's the air they breathe." Message Me - 18:09, August 8, 2016 (UTC) She isn't scared of him, and honestly, she's kind of happy that he hasn't gone running screaming into the dark at the sight of her powers. However, she is nervous, not of him but of what might happen if he startles her again. "What are doing round here?" she asks, mirroring his actions and burrowing her hands into her pockets. "Are you l-looking for someone?"

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Katelynn Grace O'Donnell - First year Ravenclaw student • cursed, not gifted - "Solitude matters, and for some people, it's the air they breathe." Message Me - 18:24, August 8, 2016 (UTC) She nods, believing him at first, but then she catches a smell of cigarette smoke on his clothes and the way his fingers clutch around something in his pocket and her sharp brain puts two and two together. "Those t-things will kill you, y'know," she remarks, any confidence betrayed by her stutter.

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Katelynn Grace O'Donnell - First year Ravenclaw student • cursed, not gifted - "Solitude matters, and for some people, it's the air they breathe." Message Me - 18:54, August 8, 2016 (UTC) The poetic spiel he comes out with doesn't impress her, but she doesn't have the courage to roll her eyes, so she just shakes her head. "I-it's a crooked industry m-making addictive substances that aren't b-beneficial w-whatsoever," she says, parroting her dad's words more than anything, but after all the reading she's done, she knows just how damaging cigarettes are. After she's finished, she realises that she's just insulted this boy, and her eyes drop to the floor. "B-but don't let me tell you w-what to do," is her concluding mumble.

Food Squad + Mackip

Jackson Heights - Ravenclaw Seventh Year • Procrastinator • Chaser -........What day was it due again? Message Me – Jackson is literally poking around the resting place, trying to find a way to get at the body tomb. Not to steal anything,of course, he just wanted to get a peak at the old who was one of hogwarts' best. Really get close to the history, you know? 03:53, August 1, 2016 (UTC)

Ethan Crowther - Gryffindor • Dead • Confused and Emotional™ -They said things would get better, but it only got worse Message Me – 03:53, August 1, 2016 (UTC) Ethan is soaking wet, having taken a small dip in the lake. He has a towel on his head to protect his face from the sun, which has already left the rest of his body with burns. The now literal hot head (the towel isn't helping him with the heat) happens to come across the tomb. "What-" You can imagine his confusion to see Jackson grave robbing.

Brianna Montgomery 📚 Fourth Year Ravenclaw 📚 Clockwork Princess 📚 wildkard -"If you can't blow them away with your brilliance, baffle them with your bulls**t." For some reason, she regarded this area as a good place to read. Perched up on a branch overlooking the tomb, Bri raised an eyebrow a la Spock at Captain Drool's actions. "D'you ever wonder how old a tomb needs to be so it's considered archaeology and not grave robbing?" Shoot me an owl!  📚 03:56, August 1, 2016 (UTC)

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Rawiya R.P. Sassari - slytherclaw at worst 🍨 princess of shade - “Act your age, not your Enneagram type.” Message Me - 04:19, August 1, 2016 (UTC) Tita Vivian has sent her chocolate again, and Rain's quite happy about it. She nobbles on a piece of Toblerone while keeping a firm grip on her book with the other hand. Homework has been a drag, and it's only now that she's legitimately gotten enough time to relax. Of course, procrastination intervals are frequent with her. Skipping every Transfiguration class has added to her load, but well, she probably could manage. Her ears perk up at the sound of human voices, and not just any human voices, welcome ones that she didn't want to highfive in the back of the head with her thick Astronomy textbook. "Another question would be: when do rocks and bones begin to be artifacts and not useless debris?" she contributes, standing a little ways from Jackson.

Jackson Heights - Ravenclaw Seventh Year • Procrastinator • Chaser -........What day was it due again? Message Me – He grins at Bri and Rain, finding the answer to these quite simple. "Whenever it's most convenient, naturally. Are you guys also here for some live history?" He glances at the tomb stone. "Well, as live as it can be." 04:41, August 1, 2016 (UTC)

Ethan Crowther - Gryffindor • Dead • Confused and Emotional™ -They said things would get better, but it only got worse Message Me – 04:41, August 1, 2016 (UTC) He scrunches up his face. "I've seen enough dead bodies for a lifetime." A simple statement but not one he would blatantly say to just anyone. "What's the use in looking at old bones anyways." He rest his back against a tombstone, not afraid of the nontree. "Why do I always find you in f-cked up places." It comes out as more of a grumble.

Brianna Montgomery 📚 Fourth Year Ravenclaw 📚 Clockwork Princess 📚 wildkard -"If you can't blow them away with your brilliance, baffle them with your bulls**t." She hummed, swinging her legs for fun. "Probably because we Homo sapiens just love to stick our noses in someone else's business just for sh**s and giggles." Bri dug into her messenger bag and tossed a packet of cookies at Captain Drool. "I kinda wanna recode my genetic code so I can be anything else other than a human but I guess it's some dangerous stuff so maybe not." Shoot me an owl!  📚 04:53, August 1, 2016 (UTC)

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Rawiya R.P. Sassari - slytherclaw at worst 🍋 princess of shade - “Family is often born of blood, but it doesn't depend on blood.” Message Me - 04:20, August 3, 2016 (UTC) "Because you're genetically drawn to the essence of f-cked up?" Rain suggests, failing to hide a grin. "Change that in your genetic code, then maybe you and the Brownie will finally get along and not slaughter class discussion all the time." Breaking off another bit of chocolate, she diverts from Ethan's technique and sits down on the grass. She watches as the packet of cookies is thrown and calls up to Bri. "Can I copy your Transfiguration notes later?" Her eyes find Ethan's new skin tone and she snorts with laughter. "You know, sunscreen works in Hogwarts, unlike the internet."

Jackson Heights - Ravenclaw Seventh Year • Procrastinator • Chaser -........What day was it due again? Message Me – It isn't surprising as he catches and rips the packet in one motion. You would've thought Bri gave him an empty pack. Crumbs all over (like, all over), Jackson looks up sadly at Bri, shining with hope of more cookies. He's about to pull the puppy dog look when he hears someone fall. "Hello?" Jackson moves away from the still unraided tomb to go help the guy. "Oh hey I know you! You're the mudkip guy." He grins at the boy. "What's up buddy?" 13:01, August 3, 2016 (UTC)

Ethan Crowther - Gryffindor • Dead • Confused and Emotional™ -They said things would get better, but it only got worse Message Me – 13:01, August 3, 2016 (UTC) His face creases further, like a sinking couch. "If I was drawn to f-cked up then I'd be loving all over Brown, who is anything other than a brownie." Her next comment makes him go a little red with annoyance, but it's hard to tell because of the new palor she'd pointed out. "I couldn't find mine, what's a guy supposed to do?" He throws his hands in the air in exasperation.

Brianna Montgomery 📚 Fourth Year Ravenclaw 📚 Clockwork Princess 📚 wildkard -"Don't talk out loud, you'll lower the IQ of the whole street. "Sure, if you can decipher the sh*tstorm that is my handwriting." Digging into her messenger bag, she brought out another packet of cookies and tossed it at Captain Drool and a packet of pastillas balls for herself. "Careful when you're eating, Jackie. You might choke," Bri reminded him before popping two pastillas into her mouth. "DWD, you do know there's a thing called a Summoning Charm, right?" The girl looked at him incredulously before spotting another dude in her peripherals. He has a Mudkip with him. "Hey ashayam, look, he's got your brethren!" Shoot me an owl!  📚 14:31, August 3, 2016 (UTC)

Rawiya R.P. Sassari - slytherclaw at worst 🍨 princess of shade - “My feelings are too loud for words and too shy for the world.” Message Me - 01:25, August 4, 2016 (UTC) "No wonder the Brownie keeps trying to roast you- you're a lobster," Rain snickers. There's no use muffling it since she was shaking, however out of sheer habit she moves a hand to cover her mouth. "I think there's a spell to fix handwriting, but I think I'm capable enough without it." At the mention of a Mudkip, her head swings towards the direction Bri pointed out and smiles. She washes down the chocolate taste with a gulp of lukewarm water from her water bottle before speaking. "Hey, Mack!" she calls out, waving. "Glad to see someone else is embracing their Ground type characteristics!"

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Jackson Heights - Ravenclaw Seventh Year • Procrastinator • Chaser -........What day was it due again? Message Me – "I'm at least trying to uncover the body," he explains easily. "I can't seem to be able to open it though, wanna help me? More than likely there is some sort of magical enchantment." 04:30, August 6, 2016 (UTC)

Ethan Crowther - Gryffindor • Dead • Confused and Emotional™ -They said things would get better, but it only got worse Message Me – 04:30, August 6, 2016 (UTC) "I forgot the spell," he mutters, getting up angrily. He decides to attempt to disperse his anger by helping Jackson. "I've got it." Ethan pushes hard against the tomb cover, to know avail. He angrily punches the tomb. "It's too f-cking stubborn, like Rain." Shots fired.

Rawiya R.P. Sassari - slytherclaw at worst 🍋 princess of shade - “Violence is never the answer, until it’s the only answer.” Message Me - 05:23, August 6, 2016 (UTC) "You know who else is too f-cking stubborn?" Rain asks without missing a beat. She's no smooth ENTP or witty ISTP, therefore why she has to peruse her brain frantically every time these situations come up and hope that the pause is long enough for her to come up with something decent. "Swenson. She needs a life out of trying to be an ass to Ethanol here. If I didn't know better, I'd say she has a crush on you." She grins almost slyly. "I don't ship it though- I much prefer Eona." She purses her lips and looks away to avoid laughing, but she's lowkey failing. "Enchantments cast by the headmistress, no doubt. Higher than fourth year spells, which is as high as I can go."