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!
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    04.22 Accidental Magic Reversal Squad Blunder
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    04.29 It's gonna be May.
    04.29 Submit your summer banners!
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    04.17 We seem to be suffering a shortage of older students >.<
    04.09 A foul odour is plaguing Irvingly...
    04.02 Activity Check underway and other updates
    03.17 Students now have full access to their house skins!
    03.09 Changes to Student Clubs records
    03.01 Activity Check, new skins, and more!
    02.28 So you want to be a Wench?
    02.27 24 hours to submit a Spring banner!
    02.26 The staff team would like your SKINput on spring availability~
    April 1887
    04.01 - 04.30 Posting Wizard
    April Writing Challenge
    04.07 Padmore Picnic
    04.16 Quidditch: Hufflepuff vs. Slytherin
    04.21 - 04.23 Dueling Tournament
    And More!
    Secretary Shake Up!
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    'Swoop'. A barn owl with noticeably ruffled feathers landed on the edge of Suzuko's desk, a scrap of parchment in its beak. She gently removed it from the bird's mouth and glanced down at the rolled up parchment attached to its leg. She looked back at the note, it read:

    "Please find attached documents which require they be returned by the end of the working day."

    The owl thrust its leg forward and as soon as she had relieved the creature of its burden, it departed once more. She unraveled the documents and gave them an initial cursory glance. It would be best to get them filled in and returned as soon as possible, what she had been working on prior wasn't quite so urgent. Suzy inked up her quill and was about to start writing, when the word 'dragon' caught her eye. Closer inspection soon revealed to Suzy that she had the wrong forms, the ones in her hand appeared to be for the Dragon Research and Restraint Bureau. How odd. She flicked through them again to make sure she hadn't missed anything else, and another small scrap of parchment fell to her desk, probably having been stuck to the back of the forms. "Miss Rook". Well she was definitely not Miss Rook. Evidently there had been some sort of mix up, how annoying. It seemed she wouldn't be filling in and returning the documents so soon.

    Suzy rose from her desk, let someone know where she was off to in case she was needed, and headed for the nearest elevator. It seemed logical to assume that the Dragon Research and Restraint Bureau would have her documents. If not, she'd drop theirs off anyway and go track down the appropriate ones for the Department of Magical Education.

    Before long she was in an elevator and on her way. At least she had been until the elevator suddenly hurtled downwards at considerable and abnormal speed, stopping abruptly only a few seconds later but it was long enough. Suzy managed to grab hold of the railing with her free hand to stop herself from falling over but she very nearly ended up tumbling into the young woman who happened to be the only other person in the elevator with her at that moment. It seemed they'd be trapped together a little longer than a typical elevator ride too for the thing seemed to have stopped dead, closed, and the lighting had dimmed to a faint glow. "Merlin...!" Suzy felt jittery all over and failed to finish her exclamation.
    MARCH 30, 1887 | OUTFIT | @Molly Rook | WORDS: 428
    It had been a hectic day for poor Molly. It was nearing lunchtime and she hadn't even spent any time at her desk where she was supposed to be. Whatever owls they were receiving today seemed to be rather confused for she too had been delivered the wrong documents! The ones she needed were also nowhere in sight and she was becoming worried, for they were quite important. 

    So, after delivering the papers to the Department of Magical Games and Sports, Molly had gone off in search of her own. But she'd really had no luck. Sighing, she had decided to return to her own desk, hoping that they had finally shown up. If they hadn't, she wasn't sure what she was going to do! 

    Fretting about them, she waited in the elevator, only offering a brief smile to the woman who got on whereas she normally would have held a conversation. She quietly waited as the elevator began its descent... and then it really dropped!

    Molly gasped loudly, also clutching to the railing as the elevator hurtled downwards, stopping with enough force to knock her to her knees! "Ow!" she complained. Everything had stilled now and the elevator seemed considerably dark. It was also no longer moving. She bit back a curse. 

    "Are you alright?" Molly questioned of the woman with her as she stood up again, brushing off her skirts. Her knees smarted, but otherwise she kept her wits. Pulling out her wand, she flicked it at the doors of the elevator, but they didn't budge in the slightest. She frowned. "Do you think we're stuck?"
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    Besides startled, Suzy was otherwise okay. She didn't think her elevator companion was as likely to have avoided harm as she'd fallen over, and yet she was the one who asked after her well-being! "Yes, I'm fine thank you." She watched as the other witch attempted to magically open the doors to no effect. "I wonder if they might be charmed to prevent opening between floors when it's dangerous... Are you all right?" She suddenly realized that she was still clinging on to the railing for dear life and released it. That was hardly as useful now that they had stopped falling.

    It was then that she realized she still had the documents in her hand and they were now somewhat creased where her hand had been gripping them. How she'd managed to not drop them, she didn't know. Suzy took out her wand and tried a spell of her own at the doors but they didn't budge. "I wouldn't like to say for certain that we're stuck, but it doesn't look good."
    MARCH 30, 1887 | OUTFIT | @Molly Rook | WORDS: 173
    "My knees hurt a little," Molly admitted, still looking at the doors with a frustrated expression. "But I'll be fine." That the elevator doors were spelled to remain shut as a safety feature should something be wrong made sense, but after that drop, Molly really just wanted to be out!

    If today hadn't already been hectic enough, now there was this. "Damned contraption," she muttered under her breath, before realizing that she was in someone else's company. "Oh, excuse me," she immediately added in apology for her cursing. But she was just simply so irritated!

    "Well, should we wait?" she mused aloud while at the same time trying to budge the doors to at least see outside. They didn't so much as move. "Surely someone heard the racket and is trying to fix this thing?" That idea didn't really suit her, however, for she preferred action to anything else, which was likely evident in the way she tapped her foot on the floor!
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    Suzy was relieved she wasn't trapped in an elevator with someone in need of urgent medical attention for she knew a fair few healing spells but she was no trained healer and if it was urgent then they'd be in trouble. That scenario, thankfully, was avoided and hopefully the being locked in an elevator part would also resolve in a few minutes. One could hope anyway.

    The curse mostly went over her head - she was unfamiliar with most English curse words but that one she did know of. She wasn't one for swearing and she didn't particularly like it, but she had gotten used to the occasional curse word being thrown around after a couple weeks working as a secretary. "Waiting may be the best thing to do, it's hard to know what might come of trying to magic ourselves out prematurely." Without knowing what sort of enchantments were in use on the elevator it was hard to know what was at stake. Surely someone would have noticed the missing elevator?

    Suzy suddenly noticed the foot tapping and could immediately empathize, she too needed to be elsewhere getting things done. Perhaps any other day she mightn't have been in such a rush, then again she took her job so seriously that every task felt like it needed to be conducted with the utmost thoroughness and alacrity. "I only had one more floor to go," she lamented with undertones of annoyance. She looked to her papers again and checked to make sure she had all of them. Thankfully she did, not that it was much of a surprise, she hadn't thought she'd dropped anything.
    MARCH 30, 1887 | OUTFIT | @Molly Rook
    "I did too," Molly lamented, leaning back against the wall and slowly sliding down it to sit on the floor. She stared at the doors sullenly, wishing that the elevator would begin moving already! As if the heavens read her mind, the contraption suddenly shuddered again, giving Molly a brief flicker of hope, but in the end it did nothing else.

    She practically hit her head against the back wall in frustration. "Oh, really?" she complained with a groan. Never the most patient of people, Molly always had trouble sitting still. Somehow she remained seated, fidgeting with the hem of her dress, although if she had room she would certainly be pacing back and forth. 

    "I was just trying to find my papers," she whined softly after a few more seconds of staring at the door, hoping for movement. "Is that too much to ask?"
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    Suzy didn't particularly approve of sitting on floors where people walked, but now that her companion had done just that, she felt rather awkward remaining stood up. The elevator suddenly shook as though it were about to start moving again but it didn't. This development made her feel a touch queasy as she had instantly feared it would drop further. Reluctantly, she joined the young woman on the floor.

    "I had someone else's turn up on the my desk earlier. I hope they have us out of this elevator before-" she glanced at the papers in her arms and squinted in the dimness, "Miss Rook has gone home for the day." Hopefully the young woman would also have some papers for her in return. Little did Suzy know that she was sat next to the very lady!
    MARCH 30, 1887 | OUTFIT | @Molly Rook
    "Miss Rook!?" Molly exclaimed, unbelieving of her ears and jumping in surprise. "That's me! That's me!" She couldn't believe her luck that she would find the important documents that she needed here! For a moment she completely forgot that the two of them were stuck in the elevator as she looked over at the other woman in relief.

    She started laughing then, shaking her head. "Of all the luck," she chuckled, unsure as to why she found this so amusing. Was she going mad from only five minutes stuck in the elevator? She certainly hoped not! "Well, at least you don't have to worry about one thing," she told the other girl, holding out her hand politely. "Molly Rook, nice to meet you, although it's a shame that it's under such abhorrent circumstances!"
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