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.
This would probably be his last easy patrol of 1891, because the Hogwarts students were on break starting tomorrow and they always complicated things with their petty teenage crimes. So while Benji was wandering High Street and trying his best to look serious, he wasn't really taking thing seriously.
Or, at least, he wasn't taking things seriously until he saw The Redhead. It had been a few months, but it was impossible for Benji to forget someone like that. So he started following the familiar form, sure that The Redhead would lead him to crime (or be participating in crime) sooner rather than later.
Endy was meandering around High Street. The last couple days had consisted of his new monthly torture. Being a werewolf was very inconvenient and not very fun at all. If he was going to be a wild animal racing through the trees for three nights every month, he would like to actually remember it.
As he walked along, he got the sense that he was being followed. He kept walking before ducking into an alleyway so that he could jump out at whoever was tailing him, making sure to screech like a banshee while he did so.
endy's gender is hard to discern from voice and appearance alone
goes by multiple aliases - but mostly by Nico
Benji had lost the redhead — and then he was there, screeching, and Benji swore loudly and took a step back. "What is your problem?" he asked, as if he hadn't been following him in the first place.
What was his problem? "You're the one following me, ya big git. I'm small and pretty. You coulda been some hooligan lookin' to sell me to a ship." But no, it was just one of the constables of the constabulary he had come to sometimes call his home. Well, some nights anyway.
endy's gender is hard to discern from voice and appearance alone
goes by multiple aliases - but mostly by Nico
Benji made a dramatic flung-out gesture with his arms, as if exasperated. "Do people often try to kidnap you?" he asked, sarcastic. (Although if the answer was yes, that was probably a problem for the constabulary. Hm.)
Endy crossed his arms as the other man asked if people often tried to kidnap him. Well, he wouldn't say often but it did sometimes just happen to occur every once in a while. Or a client got a little nutty and tried locking him up. Not that he could report any of these considering his activities during said incidents. "I mean. Can you blame 'em?" He gave a little turn for the constable, as if to show off his petite, slender build. Even at nineteen, he was often confused for being much younger than he was - and sometimes even a girl due to his pretty but ambiguous features. He alternated between being pissed off about it and being rather pleased.
endy's gender is hard to discern from voice and appearance alone
goes by multiple aliases - but mostly by Nico
Benji made an exasperated sound that was in the neighborhood of, although not quite, a sigh. "So what crimes were you on your way to do?" he asked, not willing to comment on the redhead's body which allegedly appealed to kidnappers.
The constable couldn't possibly expect him to actually tell him anything. Oh, you know! Selling my body for some old mans pleasure and galleons. The usual nightly crime. He stifled a giggle at the thought and the reaction it might bring. He wasn't looking to stay in the constabulary for the unforseeable future or whatever lockup there was beyond the cells at the constabulary. "Crimes, me? The only crime I'm committing is stealing peoples hearts with my innocent, adorable self."
endy's gender is hard to discern from voice and appearance alone
goes by multiple aliases - but mostly by Nico
Benji snorted. He would probably be better at his job if he didn't enjoy riffing with people like The Redhead, but where was the fun in that? "And petty thievery, possible breaking and entering, possible illegal promiscuity," Benji listed in a drawling tone, ticking off the items on his fingers with theatricality.
"Those are your accusations. Doesn't make 'em true. And a virgin can't be promise cue us and it isn't illegal to be promis - what you said." Honestly, why did such difficult words exist in the world. Just say things plain and simple.
endy's gender is hard to discern from voice and appearance alone
goes by multiple aliases - but mostly by Nico
"Anyway. Maybe actual criminals are gettin' away with murderin' and such because you're following me around like yer my puppy dog," Endy pointed out, choosing to ignore the other mans words.
endy's gender is hard to discern from voice and appearance alone
goes by multiple aliases - but mostly by Nico
"Promise you'll tackle me if ya do?" Endy teased flirtatiously. Honestly, he was sure the constable was used to it at this point but that wasn't stopping him.
endy's gender is hard to discern from voice and appearance alone
goes by multiple aliases - but mostly by Nico