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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    News
    12.13 Some quick reminders!
    12.08 Another peek at what's to come...
    12.05 It's election day! OOC, at least.
    12.04 We have our PW winners for November!
    12.02 New Skins! In less exciting news, the AC is underway.
    11.27 AC Saturday and election next week!
    11.21 A glimpse at post-move changes.
    11.13 This news is not at all big. Do not bother with it.
    11.10 Election update!
    11.07 We have Posting Wizards!
    11.06 A big announcement...
    11.04 Happy AC day!
    11.03 Banner time!
    11.03 Welcome to November!
    10.29 October is waning...
    10.17 Election 1887 campaign ledgers are up!
    10.16 Kayte's changed her (Charming) face!
    10.10 Congrats to September's PW winners Olive and Miri!
    10.03 An update on the Hogwarts ban...
    10.01 It's now October~
     
        
     
    Politics Are in Fashion
    #1
    Open Thread 
    The idea of a woman for Minister—and not a fossil like Madam Flint or Madam Orpington—had breathed a sense of politics into Gwenda that she had never expected. After all, she had been unmarried the last time the Minister of Magic’s seat had been vacated, and as a debutante could hardly been expected to busy her mind with such things. With a ring on her finger, her latest abraxan foal weaned, and no bun yet in her own oven, though, Gwenda Cadwallader had thrown herself wholeheartedly into Mrs. Brownhill’s campaign.

    Smartly dressed in brown—she did love a good bit of wordplay, and was supporting Brownhill, after all—with a sensible, woollen cloak adorned with a campaign button to fight against the damp December day, Gwenda stood quite boldly outside the House of Lytton, gaily handing pamphlets to those that entered and left the premises regardless of their sex. Women, after all, had a different power to their male counterparts: the power to influence their husbands, so long as they were well-matched.

    “Eleanora Brownhill for Minister!” she chirped brightly, gloved hand handing her leaflet to the nearest passer-by.
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    #2
    Accustomed though she was to a reasonable degree of public notoriety – all positive of course, her family were far from barbarians – Penny had not anticipated that being courted by anybody at all would have made her such fodder in Witch Weekly. Of course she had never exactly anticipated being courted by a man as famous as Marcus was but still, there were lines of decorum and commenting upon her height was just petty nonsense.

    She also did not appreciate appearing in the same edition as Herschel Dawlish but he had at least given her a springboard for a deeply amusing luncheon with Marcus in which they had summarily mocked every candidate except for the one they had, curiously, agreed upon quite easily. To the best of her knowledge men and women did not discuss politics: certainly mama and papa did not and she had never so much as heard Freddie broach the subject with Eva or any of his sisters, and so she had assumed it was another of the invisible but tangible divides between the sexes. As with many things Marcus had wafted it aside without the slightest hesitation given.

    Had her chaperone not been eying them from nearby Penny thought she might have kissed him for that alone. And again when they stood outside the House of Lytton and made the sort of formal goodbyes that made them both smirk.

    Walking away, several steps in front of her chaperone, she was taken aback by a cheerful voice and something being handed to her that, on instinct, she took. Once the words registered though she arched an eyebrow, lips twitching as she looked up at Mrs Cadwallader.

    “You might be better served saving this for somebody with an actual say in proceedings.”
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