Welcome to Charming, where swirling petticoats, the language of flowers, and old-fashioned duels are only the beginning of what is lying underneath…
After a magical attempt on her life in 1877, Queen Victoria launched a crusade against magic that, while tidied up by the Ministry of Magic, saw the Wizarding community exiled to Hogsmeade, previously little more than a crossroad near the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. In the years that have passed since, Hogsmeade has suffered plagues, fires, and Victorian hypocrisy but is still standing firm.
Thethe year is now 1895. It’s time to join us and immerse yourself in scandal and drama interlaced with magic both light and dark.
With the same account, complete eight different threads where your character interacts with eight different usergroups. At least one must be a non-human, and one a student.
Did You Know?
Braces, or suspenders, were almost universally worn due to the high cut of men's trousers. Belts did not become common until the 1920s. — MJ
Employee in the Department of Magical Education & Sponsor of the Appleby Arrows
21 year old Pureblood
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❤ Widowed
Played by Kelly
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Watching the two young ladies as they spoke with one another, he did worry slightly that Avril would buy a bit too much black. Even for one in mourning. "Thank you, Miss Flint. I think you just made her day brighter. While we may be in mourning, I hate to see my siblings so sad. Mother and father would never wish such sadness upon us. I think I best go check on my other sisters, before the select a bit too much to take home."
"I would be happy if I even made a minute of her day, then." Lucy told him with a sad smile tilting her head and a gentle inclination of a nod. "It was nice to see you again. I do hope next time you will have good news to share." She said with a sincerity, really wishing she might run into Mr. Lukeson again at some time. He seemed as in need of cheerful conversation as his sisters, she mused as she watched him walk back to the three red heads clustered by the ribbon, her stockings all but forgotten.