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Charmed Crossover RP

Started by ~Harry Potter~, November 8, 2004, 01:33:42 AM

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_Lavender_

*Being pulled from the girls body might have, and probably was one of the worst things that could have happened at that moment in time-for she and the girl got caught up togeather between the changing back.
Caught in a rift, and knowing that the muggle girl was too young to be caught up with anything going on, she uses all the powers, and strength she has left, sending the girls spirit back to its proper place- though the efort taking an effect of holding her down even more profusely..
She staggers out of wherever she had been kept, her magics as gone as a muggles were there. She turns a corner of a sudden endless tunnel, slipping, and falling into an oblivion of black light, her soul in spirit form, and stuck there, locked behind too many doors to be reached.*
A new age. | A New definition. | A new life.
Hi. My name is •Lavender•

Lord Voldem0rt

*at the meeting with the Death Eaters*  Okay, here's my new plan.  We need to be focusing on Kiara some more.  If we can trap Kiara somewhere and get Harry to come after her, we can capture them both!  Somebody go locate Kiara. *Lucius rises from the table and leaves*  In the meantime, let's have lunch! *the table disperses.*
To Do List:
1.CLEAR MY NAME AND GO GOOD
2. Become Minister of Magic
3.  TAKE OVER THE WORLD
4. MAKE THE WORLD A BETTER PLACE!!


Kiara Johnson

Kiara was sitting in a Muggle café; she sipped on her late and was reading the paper in the quite atmosphere.

She felt a tug at her awareness, but paid it no heed, since she had been forced with the accursed choker, a gift from her father on her 18th birthday, she had become accustomed to the tugs and pulls of his emotions and had become used to it, her mistake, of course, was to ignore them now, as she knew just how emotional he was and figured that if she would just learn to forget about it, it wouldn't bother her so much any longer.  The only thing she couldn't stand was the fact that it prevented her from harming one hair on his person, and, those of his followers as well, the only thing she could do to fight him any more was to protect others and herself, so long as it did not harm any of his people, or himself.


She shrugged it off, and then went back to reading her paper.