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
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rodolphus lestrange.
[ the department of magical law enforcement is overseen by the lestrange family. it's been this way since the riddle administration began. rodolphus lestrange, the beloved elder son of the lestranges, has been running the department for his parents since his graduation from hogwarts over a decade ago.
brilliant, well-respected, and feared, he exacts the same level of discipline his family upholds for one of their own on each and every agent under his jurisdiction. to say the least, it can get rather frightening.
out of all the divisions in the dmle, rodolphus' favourite would be the auror office. it's where he expends most of his time and energy. he doesn't waste it away behind a desk either. in fact, he goes out into the field as much as any of the aurors under his command. he finds a certain... thrill in apprehending dangerous wizards and witches.
something about dark arts practitioners really gets him riled up.
but alas, he is not doing fieldwork today. he isn't even near auror headquarters. instead, he has business with another one of his divisions, the administrative registration department. with the influx of strange new arrivals in the wizarding world, chaos can only describe this particular division.
if you're a newcomer who's been brought in, you might just have the good fortune of coming face-to-face with the lestrange heir himself. if you're a mudblood who has a date with the muggle-born registration commission, it might be best for you to simply steer clear of him in general. ]
KNOCKTURN ALLEY
[ rodolphus has always been exceptional in both his studies and his craft. he picks things up far too quickly and far too easily, so nothing ever seems challenging enough for him. it's why he took the natural turn towards dark arts at a very young age. it presents a moderate level of difficulty and it keeps him intrigued. boredom is a constant affliction in his life, so practicing dark magic and collecting dark artifacts play a necessary role in quelling a particular... part of him.
one could call it a hobby; another could call it an obsession.
but it's why he's here in knockturn alley this evening. his order for a rare item has finally arrived and he has come to personally pick it up at the shop. after all, it's for a very special someone and he can't trust it to be collected and delivered by anyone else.
feel free to approach him, but it's a wonder why you would want to. ]
M.I.A.V.I.
un: rodle
I hear a Summer Ball is being planned. Tell me it's not true.
m.i.a.v.i. un: malfoy.
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Are you aware of which family is hosting?
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privated.
It's why I never attend them.
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[ muggle fairy tales, cinderella's prince, etc etc etc ]
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I would far rather not, personally. You're far too adept at getting out of them.
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ministry of magic.
anyway.
she finally gets to speak her piece around the time that mssr. lestrange is making his (un)timely rounds. mme. evans is leaning on the counter, one elbow resting on it, the clerk looking both nonplussed and almost startled by the fact that she still has so much fire in her after so long. ]
I close my shop to come here and get jerked 'round while I'm losing money. I come here because you lot send an official to my place after curfew, no credentials, and ding me for it with a fine for noncompliance when I won't let them in. [ she takes a breath, straightening up to her full height. it's funny - she's intimidating like so many people aren't, a wildfire in the countryside consuming everything in her path. ] It's rubbish. I'm not paying it. Take it off the file and send an official at a time I can actually receive them.
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but the minister has taken a more careful and political approach to his handling of lesser bloods and the lestranges have decided to back him in his play.
it doesn't mean rodolphus tolerates it, however. disregarding whatever inconvenience or injustice she may have faced, the redhead currently making an unrefined ruckus in a reserved, governmental setting does not sit well with him. mudbloods, always so coarse and self-righteous, despite being nothing more than filth. ]
You're paying it. [ his voice is calm, cold and monotonous as he approaches from behind her. he doesn't plan to stay in the mrc section of the ard for long. it feels too... contaminated to stick around for long-term exposure. ] Otherwise, you'll be losing more than just your currency. You can argue it however you want, but you violated DMLE regulations when you obstructed one of our agents from doing his job.
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someone else might've tensed. someone else might've sucked in a breath, or widened their eyes, or licked their lips, or shrunk down into themselves. lily does none of those things even though she recognizes him by sight. rodolphus lestrange. there are whispers about him but she doesn't care. she keeps her spine straight even though he still towers over her and crosses her arms over her chest. ]
If I'd opened my door for an agent with no credentials I would have also been fined for not keeping to curfew, Mister Lestrange. So tell me, what exactly is the purpose of keeping to regulations if there's no right answer in the first place?
[ she is calmer, but there's still a fire in her. she is absolutely not frightened of him in the least. ]
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he doesn't get any of it here. not an ounce. either she doesn't recognise him or she's foolish. perhaps, she's both. but it's admittedly refreshing — the fire within her. he didn't know a mudblood had it in them (or at least he's never bothered to acknowledge it until this moment). ]
If it was a sanctioned visit, you wouldn't have been fined. [ he glances over her to the clerk who is suddenly nervously fixated on reorganising his workstation. with a slight draw of his breath, rodolphus turns on his heels, gesturing for the redhead to follow with nothing more than two precise flicks of his forefinger. ]
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she does know her own day is getting worse now, but that isn't the point. ]
If he'd had his credentials, I would have had proof it was a sanctioned visit. I'm not about to open my door after curfew without proof.
[ lily doesn't follow rodolophus. despite the rudeness of how he told her to. she keeps step with him even though his legs are much longer than hers and for some reason it doesn't even look like she's making much of an effort - just walking beside him. ] My file states I follow every regulation to the letter, Mister Lestrange, and there's no reason I should change that now. Especially not over something like this.
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he doesn’t say a word as they exit the muggle-born registration commission, doesn’t show a single sign he’s heard her while they leave the administrative registration department, and doesn’t even spare her the most fleeting of glances until they’ve entered his office and the door is neatly shut behind them. removing his robe to reveal a black dress shirt, rodolphus hangs it on a coatrack in the corner of the room with a simple gesture of his fingers.
he doesn’t seem to be in much of a rush as he takes a seat behind his desk. summoning a cigarette, he slips it between his lips as he lights it. he doesn’t invite her to sit, but one of the chairs do push out for her.
stretching out his legs, he reclines back comfortably in his chair as a folder opens up in front of him and the parchments spread out in the air before him. ]
Lily Evans, is it? [ her name comes out dismissive and slightly muffled by the thinly wrapped tube in his mouth. ] Impeccable record, I see. [ it’s obvious he’s not impressed. ] I do sympathise with you. [ the document reseals itself back on top of his desk as he leans forward to rest his arms on it. ] I’ve never received a bad mark in my life either, but it clearly states here [ one of the papers slide out from within the folder towards her. ] that the officer in question did show you his credentials and you simply chose to ignore it.
m.i.a.v.i. un: b.black
There are two in planning for autumn. One for the equinox and one for Hallowe'en, lest anyone be accused of creativity.
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One a masquerade ball, I assume.
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It doesn't take legilimency, does it? ( they both probably perfected the art of sounding bored with future events via text. ) I reckon we might be awfully busy.
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[ his younger brother will inevitably be sent in his stead. ]
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( She finds the entire ordeal boring, true, but she is also exceedingly paranoid, even in the general state of peace they live in. Her sister and cousin are living proof that dissenters do exist, even among their own kind, and where better to hear murmurs of them than at one of their own affairs? )
Besides, poor Rabastan would be so bored without me.
( ... Well, he's a grown man who can probably get royally sloshed on his own, but where's the fun in that. )
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Rabastan will be fine with or without you.
It's more a question of whether you'll find attendance beneficial.
There are better methods of gathering intel, but I suppose you enjoy your gossip.
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( or is that about that one time she send him twenty-odd, passionate messages about the goings-on at some boring ball because she discovered that her one true weak spot is gigglewater, because really, dolph, that was ages ago and she has learned and grown as a person. )
Perhaps we should do something fun. To help you relax.
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because he hasn't noticed. ]
What do you have in mind? [ he has an idea of what she has in mind, but he's asking anyway. ]
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( ... )
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What do you think I have in mind, seriously, Rodolphus.
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