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.
With the same account, complete eight different threads where your character interacts with eight different usergroups. At least one must be a non-human, and one a student.
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Braces, or suspenders, were almost universally worn due to the high cut of men's trousers. Belts did not become common until the 1920s. — MJ
The closer she'd gotten to the arranged meeting date, the giddier Calla had found herself growing. Part of her did feel bad for her sisters who hadn't heard her stop talking the whole break so far - especially poor Dahlia who she shared a room with and took the brunt of the gushing - but the creeping excitement had made it feel like she was physically incapable of waiting. But it was the first time she'd gotten to see her friend since last August and she'd found out, quite quickly, that knowing you were going to miss someone when they were gone didn't actually prepare you for the actual missing or just how much she missed her. It still seemed so wrong not to turn a corner to see her head of flaming hair or to not find her at the library late in the evening to distract. And as much as she enjoyed their letters, they'd shift to something so raw and open she had to remind herself that she was only reading writing. That Alice wasn't actually there.
But now, she was. Here. In the flesh. And she looked different now. Older. Mature. Like her six months away from the castle had made her an adult. Which was silly when Cal thought about it considering Alice was younger than her. But it felt right, being back with her. Like nothing had changed between them even when everything in the world seemed to be changing. It left her feeling warm. Walking alongside Alice, picnic basket (She'd come prepared. f her sister was going to have a thing with Mr. Honeyduke, well she'd certainly milk the sweets he sent but she'd also brought along sandwiches, fruit, and a container of hot coco - not as good as Mr. honeyduke's recipe she found - spelled to stay warm, along with plates and mugs.) swinging from her arm, made her feel like it was okay to relax again.
They'd been wandering around the zoo for a while now, long enough to bypass all the mundane small talk before Calla blurted, "Did you know my sister - Dahlia the one just older than us - brought Mr. Honeyduke home for the yearly Potts Christmas party. Like the Mr. Honeyduke. He brought hot chocolate and stayed for dinner."
While Alice held a certain level of guilt over not attempting to make this a group outing, she was grateful for the afternoon with Calla. Their letters over the past few months had exposed an unfiltered level to their friendship that she wished they had developed while Alice was still at school. It would've been nice to have a friend with whom she could have been entirely vulnerable with without fear or stress. Then again, Calla had been that friend prior to her discovering Alice was leaving - that was the catalyst that resulted in their friendship lessening some.
Whatever the case, she could scarcely keep the smile off her face as they meandered around the zoo. The small talk flowed almost as though they had been apart for only a few days, their laughs came naturally. Everything about this afternoon was exactly what Alice had hoped for when they initially planned the outing some months ago.
"Mr. Honeyduke?" She echoed, unable to keep the surprise out of her tone. As kind as the candy maker was, he was unmistakably older than them. He was certainly old enough to be Dahlia's father at the very least. "What did your parents make of him?"
"Mmmm," she hummed at first, sucking at her lip as she thought about Alice's question. "I think they like him well enough. He's gone in with us on events we've hosted a few times to provide sweets so clearly they like him. And they gave him their permission to court her officially. The two announced it at dinner. But sometimes I think Momma would like anyone we brought home as long as we are happy and Pappa just goes along with what she says." Which she guessed was all they could really ask for. But it just made her feel even more like she'd said in their letters. That everything was just moving and changing so fast all of a sudden.
"And Daffy brought someone home too. A Mr. Grimstone. He's a broom maker I learned and he's one of our clients actually that Daffy handles so I guess that is how they met though I'd have never known she liked him. She didn't say anything about it I mean but she's never brought anyone else to dinner other than Jack and well Jack is Jack." Jack the Potts dinner staple for the past twelve years ever since Daffy had befriended him their first year of school. Frankly, the puppy-like boy was more a brother than marriage material. "And I just bet you that's why she asked me the other day to teach her to fly. Come on, she'd never once had any interest in it before."
"A candymaker and broommaker. My sisters are going to take all the interesting ones before I even graduate and there will be no one left for me," Calla chuckled but she'd only half meant it. She was happy for Dahlia but she couldn't see how she could see Mr. Honeyduke as anything other than the man she'd grown up getting sweets from. With him opening the shop the same year they'd moved to Hogsmeade, Calla had never known him as anything but in the past fifteen years. Daffy's choice was a little less weird just because she hadn't known the man since she was two. But it was still a bit odd.
Growing up Calla hadn't really seen her sisters as much of the marriage types. Except for Ama and Dahlia she'd sort of figured they'd just all live together forever. Which now at seventeen she did acknowledge was a bit unrealistic but now facing the prospect of home just being herself, Thistle, and Zinnia? The idea felt lonely and quiet. Each girl would get their own room. That hadn't happened ever. Oh... wait that meant she'd eventually no longer share a room with Dahlia? Her room with the second half empty or just her own stuff moved felt wrong. Like a violation of her sister's space.
"There are only gonna be three of us left soon. With our ages so spread out I don't think there has ever been so little of us. Well, I guess not since Zinnia was born but that doesn't count. That is assuming Zinnia and Thistle don't find someone. Oh, I don't think I could stand to be the only one left at home. I'd certainly have to take you up on your offer then or else the house would just feel far too big and quite. Be glad you aren't the baby Alice."You don't face everyone leaving you was left unsaid, but it was what she'd meant. Before last year, she'd never realized just how afraid of losing people she was. She'd always fancied herself the calm one who'd go with anything but she was finding herself to be quite the opposite.
"No sorry, today was supposed to be a happy day. Not me being all sad. I'm not going to ruin our day out with my existential crisis about growing up. Instead, let's place bets on how long till each of them is married. I think Daffy will be first, even if they aren't courting yet. She does live alone already and I think Dally's too sweet to rush anything."
Alice listened as Calla rambled, her eyebrows shooting up in surprise at Daffodil courting Mr. Grimstone. Everyone knew of the broom maker in some regards or another, so for Daffodil to have made such a famous connection was interesting. Then again, nearly everyone in Scotland knew of the Potts family, so perhaps it wasn't as interesting as Alice believed.
(A second thought occurred to her as she considered Daffodil and Mr. Grimstone: with her now living alone it made any private moments that much easier to be had. Alice then wondered how much a shoebox flat would cost so that her and Edison would have such a place to retreat to. Not even for anything physical, but just to be together without having to stress over propriety. Hell, she could even make him dinner!)
"Dahlia by summer," Alice stated firmly, looping her arm through Calla's as a silent show of support. "Daffodil is a bit of a wild card now that she's living alone. My guess would either be soon - like this spring, soon - or sometime further out, like next year. It depends on how she's prioritizing her new business."
"I could see Dahlia with a summer wedding. I do think it would suit her. I wonder if she'd find it tacky to use dahlias. They'd be in season then." And as she said it, despite her worry and panic moments before, she did find herself genuinely happy for her sister. Even a bit excited now that she started think about the wedding itself. "Dahlias if she'd like, sea peas... delphinium maybe?"
"But then something white with greenery. All sweet smelling things. Things that smell good with chocolate obviously. " Even if she wasn't planning on working in the shop full time after graduation you couldn't grow up in it and not know flowers. "Maybe something in the winter for Daffy? I think that could be pretty. Whites and blues with a few purples. I mean I don't know what Mr. Honeyduke or Mr. Grimstone would like. Oops sorry, I'm rambling again aren't I? Momma has been working on a wedding now that Christmas is done and she was mumbling about it all day so it is stuck in my head."
"But you are probably right, I guess with her new place above the shop she probably would prioritize that for now wouldn't she? Daffy I mean. I know I would. I think. I've never thought about starting a business. It's has always been the shop. But I did get to go in for the first time the other day and I really like what she has done. And the flat upstairs is so cozy though I know she is still searching for a flatmate."
She chuckled and said, "it's alright." Alice was enjoying listening to Calla ramble about flowers, for flowers were a far easier topic than school, work or anything involving Alice's own family. "I imagine Dahlia as liking delicate, dainty flowers. You would definitely know better than I, though." She only knew Dahlia in passing and what Calla had mentioned of her, so it was entirely plausible that Alice was completely off base.
Daffodil might've been looking for a flat mate, but Alice was hardly in the position to ask if she might fill that role. Her finances were bound to the farm and what little she was permitted to keep for herself was being added to a small box beneath her bed for when the farm inevitably failed. "Do you think she'll find one before marrying Mr. Grimstone?" She asked instead.
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January 29, 2023 – 12:44 AM
Last modified: January 29, 2023 – 5:58 AM by Calla Potts.
"You are pretty spot on with that. I mean she could surprise us but it would fit with what I see of her now. She kind of is the only one of us that was really ever interested in being a debutante and the social scene rather than just going to a party here or there. Definitely the girly girl. Like Sisse," Calla finished, shifting to pull Alice leftwards at a branch in the path as they walked to avoid the demiguises to the right. Left, at least what she was after, were the bowtruckles which seemed like something the mediwitch would like.
"Oh I never thought of that," Calla admitted, a little bit befuddled by the idea now. "I'm not sure honestly. I guess it could depend on the timeline but I feel like traditionally most women move to their husband's homes. I don't know if Mr. Grimstone has his own place or if he still lives with his family but then she could lease out both rooms. Or Daffy would want her husband to move in with her over the shop. Then I could see not getting a roommate or having them leave then. I've never really known too many girls who've had their own places before they were married."
"There's nothing wrong with being a debutante if that's what brings her joy." Alice shrugged. Sisse would be the epitome of grace when the time came. "I do wish her all the best. I hope Mr. Honeyduke is a kind husband to her." It seemed like a match made in heaven there, Dahlia's gentle soul being aligned with the pleasant Mr. Honeyduke. Even if he was a bit too old for her.
"She has a lot of planning to do it seems. Have you given more thought to not living at home after graduation?" She asked, more curious than she ought to be.
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April 2, 2023 – 2:53 PM
Last modified: April 2, 2023 – 3:30 PM by Calla Potts.
"Oh I don't mean that," she flushed, tone turning worried, "I don't think there is anything wrong with wanting to be a debutante, and I think Dahlia and then Sisse will make wonderful ones. It is just a matter of fact. The rest of my sisters played the part when the time called for it but Dahlia was the only one who took it seriously. It is what she wanted to do not just something that was expected of her. But I do think he'll be sweet to her. And it does seem they'd be well-matched. I think he's the one she has been exchanging baked goods with last summer. It is all very Dahlia."
She blinked, slowing as Alice shifted the topic. For a moment she looked down at her friend, watching. She was a bit surprised at Alice's tone. She hadn't gotten the impression over their letters that Alice wasn't all that invested in where Calla would want to live after graduation. She'd called it a nice daydream to consider the girls sharing a place.
"Well," the brunette started, "I have been thinking about it and it has its appeal. Especially when it seems more and more likely that I'll be the only one there by then. I know my own place would be just as quiet but it wouldn't have the associations I guess. Like I wouldn't constantly be expecting someone who isn't there. And it could be fun to live with a roommate whoever that might be. I can always post an ad like Daffy. Or maybe if she's married by then and living elsewhere I could rent the apartment from her. Momma might like that more."
Then she picked back up her pace to match Alice's, catching her friend's arm again as she leaned her head on Alice's shoulder, her gaze a bit spacey.
"Oh, I know you didn't." Alice immediately soothed. "I didn't mean it like you thought it was something negative. I'm sorry. Dahlia is best suited as a debutante, as is Sisse. Definitely Sisse." It would amaze Alice if Sisse remained unattached past her first Season.
While Alice didn't believe her and Calla could ever feasibly live together, it was nice to know her friend was considering the future in more concrete terms. She slowed her pace to match her friend's and matched Calla's curious look with one of genuine interest. "Daffodil will surely be married by then, likely with a baby on the way too. I'm sure they would need somewhere more spacious and that flat would be open. That's certainly an idea to keep in mind." Alice then briefly rested her head atop Calla's as they continued on towards the next exhibit. "I hope it all works out for you."
As odd as it was to consider Daffy with a family other than theirs, the image did suit her sister. For as long as Calla could remember Daffy had been taking care of her. From her sister's first sign of magic being to protect Calla to her constant attention during Calla's first year - the only year their schooling had overlapped. She could see Daffy mothering her own children one day.
"What about you though, Alice? Where do you see yourself in a year or two? I mean, your letter certainly hinted towards something going on." For some reason, the words hurt to say, but she couldn't quite understand why. Of course her friend would find someone. Any man would be a fool not to love Alice. She was loyal, compassionate, and one of the best friends Calla could ever imagine having even with their past tendencies to blow up fights. "What was it that you said? That they weren't secrets you could put to paper? At least not yet?" Mask. Smile. Tease. Her normal cover up to whenever her feelings about Alice confused her.
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April 2, 2023 – 4:26 PM
Last modified: April 2, 2023 – 4:27 PM by Alice Dawson.
She should've realized the turn this conversation would take having revolved around spouses and futures. However, Alice still blushed from her head to her toes as Calla brought up the secrets she had hinted towards via their letters. She wasn't sure what she'd been thinking when she told Calla there was something going on, she certainly hadn't talked to Edison about what they might tell their friends. Still, this was Calla and Alice had long since wanted to tell someone what transpired the night of the coming out ball.
"I - yes. There are things I haven't told you - or anyone." She stated quietly. "But no, I've not considered the future further than getting through mediwitch training." Alice steered them down a quieter path, her heart pounding wildly in her chest. "Edison and I - well I hope we'll have a future together one day. When he's done with school and auror training I mean."
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April 2, 2023 – 4:46 PM
Last modified: April 2, 2023 – 6:51 PM by Calla Potts.
For a moment she thought Alice wasn't going to tell her. That it would be yet another thing Calla would be forced to add to the "not to be brought up" list or worse the "everyone but Calla knows" list. She'd hated that since their fourth year. All the secrets and avoidance. The hurt and not feeling good enough. But then Alice did tell her and in her joy, she almost missed just who Alice had said.
Edison.
It was like a sack of bricks had been heaved onto her shoulders. Of course, it was Ned. Calla really should have known. She really was an idiot for missing all the clues for so long. Alice and Ned had always been a pair. Studying together. Wrangling their friend group like a pair of parents. Alice had literally said in her first letter to Calla that the only one she'd been keeping correspondence with prior to Calla had been Mr. Moony. Now that Alice had told her it was like all the little things compiled into a flashing like advertising the two as a couple.
After school and Ned's auror training. That was a three-year program if she remembered right. That meant she had three and a half years to come to terms with what Alice had just told her. She could do that. She could. She could reach a point where that didn't hurt in three and a half years. Which was an utterly silly thing to think when she wasn't entirely sure why thinking of Alice and Ned together hurt.
She was likely silent for a moment too long when she plastered the smile on her face, but hopefully Alice would just chalk it up to Calla being shocked."Ned? Really? Oh my goodness I can so see you two being a thing!" And as much as it did hurt, she could. Alice and Ned were well Alice and Ned. LIke she'd said, they'd always been a pair.
Alice's slight smile faded as the silence stretched longer than it ought to have. Was she wrong to confide in Calla? Sure, it was improper for Edison and she to have gone as far as they had, but they were both of a lower class. Propriety was hardly expected of a farm girl and some random boy from Pennyworth. Were he a wealthy pureblood or she some polished debutante there would be a scandal to be had, but they weren't. They were Edison and Alice - two nobodies who happened to fall in love.
She watched Calla with intense focus, her brows furrowing as the shocked expression turned into an obviously false grin. "I'm sorry," Alice began, slowly withdrawing her grip on her friend's arm. "I didn't mean to spring this on you. Did you like him too? I knew Sisse used to, but she told me that crush had faded." Calla having a crush on Edison would make sense - there were only so many boys in their friend group and Edison was impossible to not like. "I'm sorry."
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April 2, 2023 – 6:08 PM
Last modified: April 2, 2023 – 6:35 PM by Calla Potts.
Then Alice asked her next question, somehow managing to say the one thing that could distract her. For a second Calla could do nothing but blink and there was nothing disingenuous about her next reaction.
"Eww no."
Even just the concept of her and Ned felt wrong. Interacting with him in any way other than the playful manner she currently did sent shivers down her back. Well, at least she could confirm then that Ned himself was not the part that hurt her. Not that she'd thought it was. "Umm, sorry words. That is like asking me if I'd want to marry Cammie." It had been ages since she'd called Cameron 'Cammie' but calling him his childhood nickname felt to drive home the point. "It would be like marrying my brother or something. No, no, he is all yours," she assured, trying her best to cover her earlier slip-up. Now she just had to hope Alice would accept what she said and not push the point further. She wasn't sure she'd be able to answer if Alice asked her why she'd reacted the way she did. Not when Calla was the one who'd brought the whole thing up in the first place.
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April 2, 2023 – 6:39 PM
Last modified: April 2, 2023 – 6:39 PM by Alice Dawson.
Unsure of whether or not Calla was being truthful about her feelings, Alice withdrew her arm completely. If it wasn't feelings for Edison, then what had upset her friend? It was obvious that Calla didn't wish to discuss it, clearer still that this was perhaps not the best place to discuss it. They were meant to have a happy day together, Alice didn't wish to further ruin it by insisting they talk it through.
"Okay," she said instead, managing to turn her worried frown into something more neutral. Then, in order to further push them along she asked, "Is the thunderbird still here? I didn't get to see it when I visited by myself."