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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Not that Snivvy is stupid enough to repeat that mistake again now, in a crowded and public place but that doesn't solve the issue of who is following him and why.
So he rounds a corner, and waits pressed against the brick and when his new friend comes around too, he reaches out to grab a fistful of robes.]
What's this about--- what?
[It's like looking into a mirror. An eerily close mirror, with deliberate changes, enough to make him blink a few times.]
Who're you then?
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Maybe he should have quit while he was ahead, taken what small sighting of his father that he could, and then ... and then what?
He isn't even sure where he is, not really. This place ... it's Diagon Alley, of course it is, but it's not his Diagon Alley. There are things here that don't make sense, that aren't ... familiar.
And his father ...
Well, his father shouldn't be here either.
It takes a moment, maybe two, before Harry can gather his wits about him enough to come up with a clumsy response. And when he does, his voice comes out like a croak.
Is this really him? Is this really James Potter? ]
Ah - Neville. My name's Neville.
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Well, Neville. Why're you following me?
[It looks like a displaced in time child of his, and it talks like a displaced in time of his but like bloody hell would he name his child Neville. Maybe he has a grandson. Or a distant, long lost cousin.]
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(Sorry, mate.) ]
It's just ... you look a lot like someone I know. [ Beat. ] Knew. But it can't be.
[ In other words, what in the name of Merlin's Y-fronts is going on? ]
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Lots of impossible things have been happening lately. People are disappearing. The Irish lost to Spain last week. Wizards are showing up claiming to be from the past or the future. I'd bet you're one of the latter. So might as well just spit it out.
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He's not the only one, then?
This isn't some strange hallucination or dream or an interactive-memory he's somehow landed himself in?
Harry stares, gormless, for a moment, before he finds it in himself to gather his wits right up and say something. ]
I am, yeah. [ He confirms, slowly, carefully. ] From the future, I mean. If what you're saying is true.
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Name's James Potter. Does that make it more or less impossible now?
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[ Yeah. Yeah, he's got no bloody idea what's going on or why he's here or even what year it is. All he knows is that this is his father and he's here looking about the same age as him.
This is impossible unless it's a dream or a memory he's somehow landed himself in.
(He doesn't think it's either of these things.) ]
- I'm your son.
[ Surpriseee ....! ]