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 1894. It’s time to join us and immerse yourself in scandal and drama interlaced with magic both light and dark.
I hope this letter finds you well. I had considered writing you after the match was initially postponed after witnessing your injury on the pitch, but I thought I would allow you time to recover and cope with the difficult emotions I could only imagine you felt afterwards. I was glad to see you return to the pitch yesterday, as it gave me hope that your injury might not have been too severe. I hope yesterday has not taken too much of a toll on your body and spirits.
Your sentiments are most welcome, I appreciate you taking the time to write. It is disappointing most certainly, a bad wrap to what will be my last played match, but it is what it is. We were outplayed. The whole fiasco was unfortunate. I hope you were nowhere near the bludger mishap in the stands.
I am not in the clear yet unfortunately, having such an injury will take me a while to bounce back from at this point in life. I can add a bum leg to a shoulder that not longer works quite properly. I've acquired a handsome cane for the meantime however. Between your ankle and now my knee I'm afraid our dancing days may be over.
I am sorry that you feel disheartened. You did your best, and you could not help that the Moroccan beaters had no restraint. Seeing Mr. Alaoui strike Mr. Bixby with a bludger even after the match had come to a sudden halt was appalling, if not lacking in honor completely. I was fortunate enough to be a few rows away from the bludger hit: close enough to know that something had happened, but far enough to avoid injuries or the panic of a stampede.
I am sorry to hear about your leg. I admire your determination to continue the game in spite of it, but I do hope you take care of yourself moving forward. I do not mean to minimize your pain by saying so, and know how horrid it can feel to know that your body does not quite work as it should, but I am grateful that it was just your knee. There are far worse things in life than a handsome cane, and I'm sure it does you no disservice.
I do mourn my time on the dance floor, but I would rather look dignified near the refreshments table than like a fool with two left feet, don't you agree? Besides, less time dancing leaves more room for talking.
I'm quite relieved to hear you faired better than I did during the match. It was all surreal, to say the least. We can only move on from here.
It will be interesting to see how the injuries play out. My shoulder will never be the same, but only time will tell with the knee. I will miss the dance floor, truly. The cane is a conciliatory prize at best, but we'll see how long I need it. At least there is good conversation to be had near the refreshments, at least in my experience.
I hope moving on will not be too much of a difficulty. I feel for the poor family and for those affected in the stands and on the pitch. I do hope whatever steps the Ministry decides to take to remedy the situation are swift; I would hate to see unnecessary suffering.
You never know what will happen in the years to come. As you said, at least there's fun to be found elsewhere! I hope the rest of the quidditch season is not nearly as gloomy as the world cup. I've heard speculation that Mr. Quiddel will be leaving the sport soon. I have plenty of friends who are Howler fans due to proximity, so they've been inconsolable ever since his son announced he'd be leaving the second string. I hope the whole ordeal has not turned you off from quidditch sponsorship.
What are your plans for the coming months? Rest a little, I hope?
I'm sure there will be some reforms coming. I have also heard beaters are no longer allowed at Hogwarts, which is a bit of a stretch if you ask me.
I would not got so far as to leave the sport altogether, though certainly some safety changes need to be made. I'll be spending my time scouting new talent and seeing about some staffing changes. I think we could use a bit of a fresh start. How about yourself? What does a young debutante do once the season is over?
I jest, I have plenty of sisters, but I am intrigued.
A fresh start doesn't sound too bad! I’m sure moving forward in the season the players will have a newfound sense of cautiousness, intentional or not, so now might be time to reevaluate staffing. I hope any new changes do well for you; I’d love to watch the Wasps play in the final soon!
I fully intend to spend the rest of the year enjoying the seasonal activities. There’s no parties I enjoy more than autumn or winter-themed ones! (Besides, I’ve always stood by the belief that it’s easier to warm up than cool down. This summer was brutal.)
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