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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    01.11 I've got a bit of a reputation...
    01.06 AC underway, and a puzzle to solve!
    01.01 Happy new year! Have some announcements of varying importance.
    12.31 Enter the Winter Labyrinth if you dare!
    12.23 Professional Quidditch things...
    12.21 New stamp!
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    12.14 Introducing our new Minister of Magic!
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    12.02 New Skins! In less exciting news, the AC is underway.
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    Going About As Well As Expected
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    @Cassius Lestrange
    @Malcolm Macfusty
    December 20th, 1887
    The dinner party had been Immie’s idea. An evening consisting of all of their closest friends seemed like the perfect opportunity (as well as a well-crafted distraction from her concern that no one has seen or heard from her mother in a little over six months since the disastrous World Market affair) to get everyone together before Christmas, and never one to do things by halves, Immie had thrown herself into the planning with enthusiastic vigor. A little too enthusiastically, perhaps, if the decor - including a light atmospheric charm to give the illusion small snow flurries floating from the ceiling - the food menu, and the amount of thought that had gone into presents, was any indication, but the whole thing seemed to have gone off without a hitch, and Immie had felt plenty satisfied with herself towards the end.

    The hour was late by the time the last of their guests had gone for the evening, and the night had found the both of them sat in their sitting room after her cousin had left, still donned in their dinner clothes and too caught up in the excitement of the night to retire to bed just yet, a leftover bottle of wine between them. Two glasses of wine in and slowly nursing a third, Immie had been feeling pleasantly flushed and giggly as she had jokingly proposed to build the gingerbread house someone had gifted them, though should not have been in the least surprised when Mac had actually taken her up on the offer - and it was going about as well as one would expect, given the extent of their wine-addled state.

    “Ooh!,” Immie gasped excitedly, removing her sticky hands from the wall they’d had to prop up twice, “I think it’s actually going to stay up this ti- ah, nooo!” She cried, laughing, as the walls collapsed in a heap together again. “What now?” she asked Mac, turning to face him as she reached for her wine glass.

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    Probably Mac was too drunk to be building a gingerbread house. Probably Imogen was also too drunk to be building a gingerbread house, but he wasn't going to up and say no to her when she proposed something like this, especially not when their house was still charmingly decorated from her dinner party. Mac had not even pretended that he had any hand in executing preparations for it; Immie had 100% made it happen and Mac had offered only occasional suggestions.

    He started laughing an unstoppable rolling laugh as he watched the wall collapse again, seemingly in slow motion. "I don't -" he couldn't get through his sentence because he was still just laughing, this was such an occasion and Mac was not actually sure that they'd be better at it if they were sober. Probably, actually, they'd be worse.

    "- I don't know. Maybe some more frosting?" It was sticky. Maybe it would stick it up. (Probably it wouldn't.)
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