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.
[Generic pleasantries]. I regret dearly that we have not been properly introduced yet, but hope to remedy this now that I am returned to British shores!
You are, no doubt, wondering at the reason for such a note out of the blue—curiosity is a part of the human condition, I think! It is my intention to offer a tea of sorts, so that the voters (and their wives) might get to interact with candidates for Minister of Magic en masse, and in a more relaxed setting than a debate or public forum. Of course, who better understands a man than his wife? To this end, I hope ardently that you will entreat your husband to attend (the afternoon of Sunday, 3rd September).
R.S.V.P no later than 28th August, that I might prepare appropriately for the candidates that are able to attend. I hope to meet you soon!
[Generic pleasantries]. I regret dearly that we have not been properly introduced yet, but hope to remedy this now that I am returned to British shores!
Now to the reason of my rather unorthodox reaching out: it is my intention to offer a tea of sorts, so that the voters (and their wives) might get to interact with candidates for Minister of Magic en masse, and in a more relaxed setting than a debate or public forum. Ostensibly, this should not affect you in any particular way, but the rumour mill here in Hogsmeade is particularly productive, and I am given to believe that your husband, for all that his candidacy is not yet announced, intends to offer himself as an option. To this end, I hope ardently that you will entreat your husband to attend (the afternoon of Sunday, 3rd September).
Even should the grapevine have erred in Mr. Lupin's case, I do hope that you both will attend, as I think it will be a meaningful opportunity for the members of our society.
(And if he is intending to put his name forward, R.S.V.P no later than 28th August, that I might prepare appropriately for the candidates that are able to attend.)
[Generic pleasantries]. I was acquainted with your mother, before I became an emigrée, and I expect she is proud indeed to have a son offering himself as a candidate for Minister of Magic!
It is indeed your candidacy that has prompted me to write to you today: it is my intention to offer a tea of sorts, so that the voters (and their wives) might get to interact with candidates for Minister of Magic en masse, and in a more relaxed setting than a debate or public forum. I should not think my little function well-attended unless your own presence graces it.
R.S.V.P no later than 28th August, that I might prepare appropriately for the candidates that are able to attend. I hope to meet you soon; please do give my best to your mother.
[Generic pleasantries with occasionally improperly used French terms]. My dear husband and I spent some time in France when we first departed English shores—a beautiful country, to be sure; I was particularly taken by the décor at the palace of Versailles!
Of course, you do not wish to hear the musings of a poor old woman that you do not know, so I shall cut to the chase: it is my intention to offer a tea of sorts, so that the voters (and their wives) might get to interact with candidates for Minister of Magic en masse, and in a more relaxed setting than a debate or public forum. I should not think my little function well-attended unless your own presence graces it.
R.S.V.P no later than 28th August, that I might prepare appropriately for the candidates that are able to attend. I hope to meet you soon; please do give my best to your mother.
I do not often read the Daily Prophet. It is not a slight against the publication; rather, my own interest in the lighter things in life. Crime and plague—goodness, how can anyone bear to be greeted by it each day?! I am, though, an observant wife, and I could not help but notice over my dear husband's shoulder your intent to run for Minister of Magic! From a young lady—very young, I should wager—this is quite surprising, and undoubtedly very exciting for you!
It is indeed your candidacy that has prompted me to write to you today: it is my intention to offer a tea of sorts, so that the voters (and their wives) might get to interact with candidates for Minister of Magic en masse, and in a more relaxed setting than a debate or public forum. I hope that my delay in writing does not prevent your attendance, as you did declare your candidacy somewhat later than the gentlemen who have already put their names forth. I would so like you to have as even a playing field as possible in your journey!
R.S.V.P no later than 28th August, that I might prepare appropriately for the candidates that are able to attend. I hope to meet you soon!
[Generic pleasantries]. I look forward to our upcoming formal introduction.
My husband and I will be delighted to attend your upcoming tea. He is indeed making steps towards announcing his campaign and it pleases me to know that word is already quickly spreading.
I am immensely grateful that you have reached out, Mrs. Darling. These are exciting times. This tea that you are arranging is intriguing and sounds delightful. I am happy to report that I shall be available to attend, along with Mrs. Patton as my chaperone and campaign manager.
I look forward to attending and meeting you in person.
[Generic pleasantries]. You will, I hope, forgive the short notice of this personal invitation to the little gathering I intend to host this coming Sunday. I would, of course, have extended an invitation with much greater notice, had I known you intended to toss your hat into the Ministerial ring, as it were! It is my intention to offer a tea of sorts, so that the voters (and their wives) might get to interact with candidates for Minister of Magic en masse, and in a more relaxed setting than a debate or public forum. I should not think my little function well-attended unless your own presence graces it.
I would be most delighted if your schedule should, in spite of the short notice, permit your attendance, as I have little doubt it would be relished by my other guests! Please do not hesitate to inform me if you have even the slightest misgiving and I shall rush to assuage it.
