4th May, 1888
Dear [Brother/Cousin*],
How are you?
Good news! I thought I should let you know that I've moved out of Dad's house and to London.
Also, funny story, I'm married.
Happy Friday!
Love,
Lorcan
Lorcan

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.Where will you fall?
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You useless bundle of horklump snot. Do you truly lack the decency to respond to a damned letter? Have you lost complete control of social niceties as well as your senses? Your mother flails about in her grave, ruing the day she birthed such an imbecile! Married—married! Scarcely more than a boy and on a mediwizard’s salary, and you’ve gone and bewitched some poor girl with even less between her ears than YOU into marrying you?! (Merlin’s beard she had better not be a veela or I will haul you down to the Ministry by your nostril for an annulment!) And no word of your address! You hate your family so much you’d leave them, then disappear into the night with your new family? I hope she cooks so poorly that you choke on a chicken bone and lose the gift of speech. |