<r>Henry strode through the castle corridors with a determined glint in his eye. Clutched in his hand was a neatly written proposal for the Forbidden Forest Club—a passion project he had spent weeks outlining. If all went well, Professor Murphy, his Head of House, would approve the idea and back him...

Henry listened to the concerns with his usual level-headed patience, though he could already tell who was leaning in and who was pulling back. He expected hesitation—getting caught, dangerous creatures, the whole “bad idea” speech. But he wasn’t planning on running blind into the trees, and he wasn’...

Henry Whitmore's Threads

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• Forbidden Forest Exploration Club sign-ups day - with Group

• No, my date isn't a suit of Armour... - OPEN

• Club Proposal - Declan Murphy

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Henry stood tall, his hands confidently placed on his hips as he addressed the concerns raised by Kyle and Sam. He had expected some hesitation, and he was more than prepared to explain himself. "Okay, Okay," he began, his voice calm but firm, "I get it. There are dangers in the Forbi...

Henry took a deep breath as he stepped into the Great Hall, his eyes widening at the sheer magic of it all. The enchanted snowfall drifting lazily from the ceiling, the glistening ice sculptures, the way the candlelight bounced off the silver decorations—it was all so much grander than he had imagin...

Henry turned at the sound of a new voice, an unfamiliar Gryffindor with an easy smirk and a teasing remark about his size. "Snack for a griffin?" he repeated, eyebrows raised. "Centaurs don’t eat people, y’know. And we’re not just charging in there like a bunch of headless chickens.&q...

Henry met Missy's smirk with a determined grin of his own, his eyes twinkling with mischief. He had expected her skepticism, but it didn’t faze him—if anything, it made him more determined to prove her wrong. “Oh, I’m not worried about you and your high expectations, Missy,” he shot back, crossing h...

Henry scanned the growing crowd, his excitement building as more students hovered near the sign-up sheet. Some looked intrigued, others skeptical, but that was part of the fun—convincing them that this wasn’t just some reckless idea. A few lingered, a few walked away scoffing. He didn't care though....

Henry lingered just outside the common room, shifting from foot to foot as he stared at the open space ahead. The furniture had been pushed aside, leaving a wide stretch of floor that looked way too much like a stage. His stomach twisted. He wasn’t sure why he had even come—probably just curiosity, ...

Henry stood near the fountain in the courtyard, his Gryffindor scarf tucked into his robes as he adjusted the hastily made sign propped up against a bench. In bold, slightly uneven lettering, it read: "FORBIDDEN FOREST EXPLORATION CLUB – SIGN UP HERE!" Underneath, he had scribbled: "F...

Full Name: Henry Theodore Whitmore Age: 11 Years Birthdate: Jan 29, 1994 House: Gryffindor Year: First Years/dates attending: 2005 - 2012 Classes/Extracurriculars: Astronomy Charms Defence Against the Dark Arts Herbology History of Magic Potions Transfiguration History: Before Henry was born, his p...