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.
Really it was shocking how unconcerned parents were about their daughters dueling. Sometimes he felt as though he was the last man alive who recognized the threat of dueling women for what they were. Obviously he wasn't, there were plenty of sensible men left but they seemed less distant and intangible when he was having to oversee the daughters of socialites - girls who would be marriageable in only a couple of years - partake in dueling.
He gave the two students a thorough reading of the rules and willed the boy to make the duel as quick and painless as possible for his sake as much as the girl's. Miss Mulciber, please begin. Outfit | Tag: Flora MulciberNicodemus Dursley | Notes:
Flora had never been a skilled duelist, but she'd entered the competition to keep herself busy, not to prove that she was the most skilled duelist in their OWLs course. Still, the nerves could not be kept at bay, and up until the moment her opponent was announced she swore she could feel her heartbeat in her throat. It was a Ravenclaw boy she knew more about from his quidditch matches against Sirius and Rex than the classroom.
She offered a stiff smile along with a bow, and when given the go-ahead she attempted to cast a spell that would glue his mouth shut and prevent him from defending himself.
Ever since we met I've got just one regret to live through and that one regret is you
It was a decisively effective shield charm and thus a decisive result - and without too much violence. Thank Merlin.
The first round to Mr. Dursley. Please begin the next when you ready, Mr. Dursley. Outfit | Tag: Flora MulciberClarissa Cosgrove | Notes: Apologies for my tardiness, I keep falling asleep
Ever since we met I've got just one regret to live through and that one regret is you
The silencing charm hit its mark and it was immediately apparent that Miss Mulciber had lost her voice. However, Charles couldn't ignore the fact that the boy's wand was now rolling towards his feet instead of being in his hand. Both spells had worked. Technically it was a draw and he could use his discretion which meant he would award the duel to the boy and end it there. Yes, that's what he was going to do.
Then again would it cause a stir if he did? A case could be made for the girl seeing as she'd separated Dursley from his wand which was a testament to her speedy spell casting but to be disarmed in a duel was no small matter. If it were a real life wand fight Dursley would be at the mercy of his silent, petticoated opponent. He assumed Miss Mulciber was incapable of non-verbal magic thus would pose a very limited threat to Dursley but it didn't change that fact. Damn, damn, damn it all.
Miss Mulciber wins the round owing to the mere fact that she still holds a wand. He reversed the silencing charm and waited for the boy to retrieve his wand. Miss Mulciber, when you're ready... Outfit | Tag: Flora MulciberClarissa Cosgrove | Notes:
Ever since we met I've got just one regret to live through and that one regret is you
Charles watched in horror and disgust as the boy's spell was met so aggressively by the stunning spell that it deflected across the room and then when it found its mark the boy was thrown several feet off of his feet. There was a dull 'thwack' as he met the floor and Charles was fairly confident if the spell had been anything else but a stunner then he'd still be out cold as he was now. There was only one result he could call for this duel and it was, in his opinion, injustice incarnate. Damn it.
Miss Mulciber wins, he announced in underwhelming tones, hastily marching off to get the nurse over for Mr. Dursley. Outfit | Tag: Flora MulciberClarissa Cosgrove | Notes:
