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.
Complete five threads of five posts or more where your character experiences bad luck, such as stepping in a chamberpot, losing the rings for a wedding, etc...
Did You Know?
One of the cheapest homeless shelters in Victorian London charged four pennies to sleep in a coffin. Which was... still better than sleeping upright against a rope? — Jordan / Lynn
If he was being completely honest, the situation didn't look good, but Sylvano was not in the habit of being completely honest about anything. No reason to start now.
— Sylvano Capobiancoinyou & me & the war of the endtimes
Thought this might help with our upcoming moon grape escapade or any other misadventures you may have in the dark without me.
I'm tracking against the full moon for December somewhere between the 1st and 3rd. Do let me know if these dates are available for you. If not, there's always January.
A. Alderton
[Attached: A little trinket for his business partner that had been ordered from Paris. It was a special order, engraved with Fortescue’s initials and everything. Inside a brass case was a little glass orb with a magical moth made of light. When released, the moth lit a path near its owner so that even without a wand, Ritchie would never be lost in the dark. It seemed fitting after their last little fiasco around Halloween: a thoughtful gesture at best, or a joke at worst.]
What a splendid gift. Thank you so much. I will never be without it again, and it will make picking grapes much easier. I was considering a lantern or two, or an entire sweater made out of candles, but this will allow my hands to be free. Of course, I won't mind your company, as I assume you will have no issues being awake under the full moon to help, if you want, of course.
The first to the third of December is perfect. We can arrange a portkey, to make travel easier.
I look forward to seeing your home, Anthony. Thank you again for inviting me.
And here I was planning to sleep through your little moon escape.
Happy to hear the dates align! I've gone ahead and arranged for the portkey, sent along here. Funnily enough I found this little charm in the window on my walk through London and it felt just too on the nose to pass up.
I'll be in France these next few days until you arrive. Something came up with one of our cork suppliers that I have to sort out in person. Sorry for the short notice but I shall see you in December!
A. Alderton
[Attached: A portykey in the shape of a keyring with a gold charm on it. Instructions read merely that it will alight at 3pm on December 1st.]
