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 1895. It’s time to join us and immerse yourself in scandal and drama interlaced with magic both light and dark.
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Did You Know?
Did you know? Jewelry of jet was the haute jewelry of the Victorian era. — Fallin
Not as much fun if we break the anonymity. These fake and/or secret notions become far more serious if there's a face attached.
Hm. Well, you did send me flowers thrice. Do those count as a series of romantic gestures? I think we're more of a whirlwind romance type, seeing how easy it was to get swept up in the mystery of it all. If we were married, you would be welcome in my bed and we would have children. Big if, though, seeing as you're meant to break my heart.
The ring is adorable. Did you weave the chain yourself?
Saoirse
August 23, 2020 – 9:23 PM
Last modified: August 23, 2020 – 9:29 PM by Jesse Hatchitt.
Saoirse then, it is getting serious. It's true I suppose, but you can't tell me you're not the least but curious. We seem rather compatible after all. Certainly on the same page in a lot of respects.
Am I though? Seems to be be getting more and more serious each day. I did just basically propose after all. I made it magically, transfiguration master, remember? It's enchanted to last, though hard to tell for how long. Maybe until hearts get broken. . .
Forgive me if I still call you JP. It fits you better, I think.
I suppose I must admit I am dreadfully curious. Letters are an easy way to get to know one another without the stress of expectations and propriety. Merlin knows I ought to have fainted at the content of your last letter. Is it terrible to say I don't want those strains on whatever bizarre friendship this is? Not yet, anyway.
Did you propose? There was a ring sent and the topic mentioned, but I believe a question has to be asked first. The ring is a proof of your talent, then. I have to admit, I haven't worn it yet.
Fair, childhood nickname I have yet to outgrow. I'm quite fond of Saoirse, I have Irish heritage too, hence the Patrick.
I agree, it's been an interesting ride and refreshing at that. Too forward was I? My apologies, though only minimally. If we're going to be pretend married now, there are some more intimate details we should know about one another.
Ahh a straightforward question it is; Miss Saoirse, will you accept my flower ring as a token of my written affection and do the honor me of being my hypothetical wife? It is charmed to adjust to any size, even a bracelet if you would prefer.
Believe it or not, I've yet to travel to Ireland. I'd love to go and explore my (our?) heritage(s) one day.
Not too forward, I didn't mind. It was, as you said, a refreshing change from the daily small talk. Are there any other intimate details a fake husband ought to know?
Which lends itself to answering your question. Yes, I would be delighted to be your hypothetical wife. Your excellent transfiguration skills proved themselves once more, for it does fit me perfectly. You could make a killing selling these. And considering you have a wife to support now, it might be in your best interest to.
Ireland is lovely, it's where I was those last few days taking care of the latest situation. I think you'd quite enjoy it, the seaside is especially breathtaking. I'll take you on our honeymoon if you'd like. Speaking of, I need to head back for a couple of days, so likely won't be able to write until early next week.
I should think there are plenty of things a husband should know, but that would pop our pretend bubble. Tell me something no one else knows about you.
At last, at least I have confirmation before I leave later. I could sell them, but then yours wouldn't be special, now would it?
You'll have to tell me about it when you get back. And yes, it'll be our honeymoon trip. Odds of either of us managing an extended vacation from work are fairly small. It would be good to stay within range.
A somewhat depressing fact about me, but the only one I can think of presently: I can no longer cast my patronus. It used to be a Tasmanian devil, a fiesty little thing. There was one case I worked shortly out of school and I haven't managed it since.
That's true. I do adore mine, oddly enough. Flowers were never my thing growing up.
It took a day longer than I anticipated. What a mess. There were some... duplication charms on some... potatoes that were, I cannot even make this up, I'm not that creative apparently. It's settled now thank Merlin. It will make for a nice honeymoon however, the southwest coast is a little remote, but very charming.
I haven't been very good at a corporeal patronus since losing my sister either, actually. So you're not alone there.
Well, I'm glad you like it. It's one of a kind. I can however change the flower if there's one you prefer.
Fondly, JP
delicious biceps brought to you by MJ!
August 26, 2020 – 10:38 PM
Last modified: August 26, 2020 – 10:38 PM by Jesse Hatchitt.
Alright my darling Pseudo-Fiance, now I'm worried no news is bad news. I'm genuinely concerned the kiwis are giving you a hard time, please just give me some kind of update so I know you're alright.
I'm tempted to follow the memo through the ministry to find where it lands, but I don't want to invade or make a scene. Just let me know when you can.
Did I do something wrong? Too much? I can back off, or stop if you want. I just need to know, S, it's admittedly killing me not hearing back. I thought we were having a good time. I don't want to be too persistent if you've lost interest, just give me a heads up and I'll knock it off, but I don't take hints very well, I need to be flat out told.
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