Charming is a Victorian Era Harry Potter roleplay set primarily in the village of Hogsmeade, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and the non-canon village of Irvingly. Characters of all classes, both magical and muggle — and even non-human! — are welcome.

With a member driven story line, monthly games and events, and a friendly and drama-free community focused on quality over quantity, the only thing you can be sure of is fun!
  • Newbie Guide
  • Apps
  • Rules
  • Playbys
  • Policy
  • Buddy System
  • History Lists
  • Occupations
  • Census
  • Adoptables
  • Hogwarts '87
  • CML
  • Daily Prophet
  • Witch Weekly
  • Lonely Threads
  • House Points
  • 1887
  • Events
  • New Posts
  • Map
  • Suggestions
  • Maintenance
  • Stamps
  • Documentation
  • Toggle Cbox

    09.14 Witch Weekly needs more Wenches!
    09.10 Hags have hired!
    09.05 Hags are Hiring & Update your CML Entries
    09.04 Congratulations to Lynn and Bree for winning August's PW!
    09.02 The AC is underway, and the results are in for Camp Charming...
    09.01 September ahoy! A new school year, new skins, and elections!
    08.27 Upcoming AC and Wizengamot tweak
    08.21 So you want to be a Student Club President?
    08.08 We have two PW winners for July: Soph and Beanie!
    08.07 SWP7 update for those working/in Hogsmeade
    08.05 Hogwarts updates have begun! Also, the AC is underway.
    Mandrake Mishaps
    The wind gave a stern gust as Violet descended down one of the grassy hilltops, her plaid robes billowing about her and a silky scarf fluttering before her. Stowed beneath her robes she held a small box and a card, the Professor's old fingers clasped around it quite tightly. As she trudged, Violet muttered beneath her breath, cursing at the wind, the cold, and the general ill-temperment of the fickle friend that was Feburary. While she was proud of her uncanny ability to contrary, she wasn't a fan of the weather when it chose to be such.

    As she made her way to the collection of green houses, Professor Wiltingham pushed through and raised her nose to the air. The warmness of charmed greenhouses reminded her of childhood; the thick stench of grass and lingering perfume of wet soil was a scent she knew all too well. Violet raised a brow effortlessly with the sharpness of a snake, humming slightly.

    "Mason!" she said delicately, barely giving him a second to reply. "Mr. Skeeter!" Professor Wiltingham said a bit more sternly. 

    @Mason Skeeter
    [-] The following 1 user Likes Violet Wiltingham's post:
       Elsie Beauregard
    [Image: v3ZJla9.png]
    Professor Wiltingham is a Slytherin alumnus who walks with a flamingo-head cane and
    will gladly boost your grade for a bag of pumpkin-flavoured jellybeans.
    [Image: PZhHuoY.png]

    Mason was in Greenhouse 3, elbow deep in soil, repotting his infant mandrakes, with some beeswax in his ears, just in cast. These were so young that a cry would only induce a fainting spell, but Mason would never get them all tucked away and safely snoozing if he kept passing out! He left a poorly adhered note to the door of the greenhouse, but hadn't thought to put anything large like "WARNING" in bold letters. He was assuming that since it was Valentine's day, the students would be (unwisely) occupied elsewhere.

    He was of course, oblivious to Professor Wiltingham's call, between the squalling mandrakes and the beeswax, he wasn't likely to hear much of anything unless there was someone shouting directly in his face. He was also humming to himself just in case the wax came loose, but frankly, he really didn't want to hear the continual wailing of the mandrakes on any level and he was doing all he could to keep the sound from reaching his ears.
    ovary-exploding set by MJ! o___o
    [Image: hOxb4ct.jpg]