it's the summer holidays! a perfect time to travel, relax, spend time with loved ones and bask in the sun. the wizarding world is lively with energy at this time of year. everyone seems to want to make the most of their break before september comes around the corner and life returns to its normal, mundane pace. it has been especially exciting with the sporadic and strange appearances of old and new faces. some claim to be from a different world while others claim to be from a different time. then, there are the ones who have simply found themselves waking up to be remarkably younger or older. just remember to keep to your curfews, half-bloods and muggle-borns! those eerie disappearances are still happening in an increasingly alarming rate...
MINISTRY OF MAGIC
| for the ones who don't have the good fortune of going on holiday, you won't have to worry about having nothing to do, especially if you're part of the ministry of magic! with all the anomalies happening, you're going to have your hands full registering, documenting, interviewing and/or helping with a multitude of busywork relating to the newcomers. or maybe your job doesn't have anything to do with that. maybe you're on the opposite end and you've been brought in. or maybe you're just a tourist and you want to see if you can catch a glimpse of the minister for magic. whatever your reason is, welcome and stay out of people's way! |
DIAGON ALLEY
| everyone loves to go shopping and what better place to do it than diagon alley? you'll find mills of people looking at all the different items on sale or on display in store windows. maybe you're here to purchase materials for the upcoming school year or you're out on a date with your significant other. or maybe you actually own or work at one of the many shops here. whatever your reason is, you better be ready for the crowd and the heat. |
KNOCKTURN ALLEY
| oh no! what are you doing here? turn back right now! knockturn alley is no place for you to be. well, at least it isn't if you aren't a dark arts practitioner or you're not part of some nefarious secret group. just turn around and go back to diagon alley. it's much nicer there, friendlier and safer. have you not heard about all the disappearances going on? you're only asking for trouble stepping into a place like this, even if it's remarkably cool here. |
M.I.A.V.I.
| not in the mood to go out? or maybe you're stuck in the waiting room at st. mungo's trying to figure out why you're suddenly 10 years older and you need a distraction. disregarding the reason, it's sure a good thing you've conveniently brought along your m.i.a.v.i. so feel free to browse the public network, create your own post, or private message someone! |
OTHER
not interested in any of the options above? feel free to make up your own! the wizarding world is huge, so get creative with it. the setting is the summer of 1980. have fun testing out and shaping your characters, mingle with others, and start getting those crs down!
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Remus Lupin
"I'm so sorry, Remus, it's just too much of a liability. We'd lose half our customers."
Remus smiled tightly and nodded. Well, that's another job lost, thanks to the bloody Ministry's restrictions. "Of course. I understand."
The woman seemed contrite, at least. "You're one of the best employees we have, you certainly work harder than the usual prats we hire... I tried to put this off as long as I could, believe me."
"I know you did. Thank you for that." His expression gentled. It really wasn't her fault, after all. He knew she'd gone to bat for him against the Ministry, tried to claim that, since he always worked in the back and never had any contact with the customers, the sign proclaiming there was a werewolf on staff was unnecessary.
He's not blindsided by this; he knew it was only a matter of time before the Ministry forced her hand.
"Sorry to call you in on your day off just to tell you this. You'll still get your last paycheck, and of course I'll be happy to provide a reference for you." She seems relieved that he's not more upset. It's not easy news to deliver.
He thanks her and they go through the administrative procedure of ending his employment and within the hour, he's out the door, the beginnings of a headache forming.
He's going to have to ask James for rent money again... It doesn't matter that Prongs has money coming out his ears and is all too happy to give it out to his friends with no shaming, it doesn't matter that paying his rent five bloody years in advance wouldn't even put a dent in the Potter account, he just-- hates that he can't do it himself. It's not for a lack of effort.
It's early still, but he needs a bloody drink. The Leaky Couldron won't turn him away at the door, so he heads in that direction.
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[Remus doesn't work at the Ministry (or anywhere, currently), but he's there at least once a month to check in with the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures, as all registered werewolves are required to do. The entire process is slow and irritating, the questions are often far too invasive for his liking, and it takes all he has to maintain a calm, pleasant demeanor throughout the whole thing as he's treated either like an invalid incapable of caring for himself, or like a beast.
But he forces himself to stay composed, because showing his frustration would mean they've won. It'd mean another message from Greyback that, if he would just come and join his own kind, if he would just come to work for the Minister, all this hassle would go away. Isn't it nice, how they've set up a job program just for werewolves? Doesn't that sound so much better than trying to scrape out a living on his own?
Nevermind the Ministry's the one that's made doing that impossible.
With all the waiting and shuffling around from office to office, and how much busier the Ministry is than usual, he's there nearly the entire day. Other than the bit of toast and jam he'd shoved down before Apparating to the Ministry that morning, he hasn't been given a chance to eat at all. He doesn't complain, though his stomach certainly does. By the time he's finally able to leave, his patience is fraying.]
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un: r.lupin
I am offering professional-quality removal of household infestations and nuisances such as boggarts, pixies, doxys, etc. for a very reasonable price. Contact for rates, please include the type and estimated number of creature. Serious inquiries only.wildcard
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miavi. un: shager
Why don't you add one more instead? It'll be on the house
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[As though that isn't the kind of overtures of friendship you're used to, Remus]
I might take you up on that.
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I call all of my patrons nuisances
You also only get the one free. You'll have to pay for the second. I'm not running a charity here
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So you're just trying to get me in the door, then? Fair enough.
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m.i.a.v.i. un: l.evans.
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[honestly, he'd have helped if she'd just asked, for no charge. but she probably knows that.]
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[ she knows. :) ]
private
ad infinitum
I had to pay a fine.
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miavi un: sblack
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You did better in potions than I did, I don't know why you're asking me.
> private
private forever
private forever
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( miavi | un: l.weasley ) i guess i gotta now
lmfao
[And none of them are Weasleys... he doesn't even know of an L Weasley. Must be one of the displaced people.]
I'm going to take an educated guess that you're from another time, ahead of ours?
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Ouais. Your son and my older sister have dated.
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[the writing stops dead for a long moment
WAIT A SECOND WAIT A HOT SECOND]
I'm sorry, what?
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diagon alley
Especially since she refuses to register- she knows what this administration is capable of given enough information. Brown hair, though drab and boring on her, is safe. And it keeps her looking like a spitting image of her mother- with just enough of her father's features if one looked close enough.
Making her way from Flourish and Blotts with a bag in hand, she nearly runs straight into him. (That's what happens when you're not paying attention, Nymphadora!) It's as though she can hear her mum chiding her in her mind... and as it happens, she can feel her weight shifting rather oddly as...
Oh, yes, she's tripping in his general direction with a very dignified squawk.
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It's not overly difficult to call back to his experience as a Prefect, putting his irritation and exhaustion aside to make sure she's fine. He doesn't recognize her, except that she has that look of the Black family to her.
Well. Hopefully he won't regret helping.