IT'S BLOODY HOT IN HERE (no, really. it's seriously hot.)
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!
it's not his dad obviously it's probably not his grandad which means it's-- any number of malfoy men that came before lucius malfoy and that's a lot. by the time he's gotten there, he's figured out it's probably his great-grandfather abraxas, and second-guessed himself on that a few times.
he finds the open study in the east wing easily enough, peeking in. ah. he should have second-guessed his second-guessing. would that be fourth-guessing or third-guessing?
anyway, it's abraxas, and scorpius is more accustomed to seeing his portrait as an older man, but he's seen his wedding portrait as well, when he was a young man. he recognizes him.]
Uh-- hullo, great-grandad. [well, that's one question down]
[ abraxas is reading old issues of the prophet when scorpius arrives. he seems to have been devouring them voraciously for some time - hours, at least - and he looks tired when he sets the copy he's working on down.
the young man (not much younger than him, he notes) before him is his great-grandson, then? he smiles, but it doesn't quite reach his eyes. it's not on purpose, though - there's an air about him of someone that's still trying but for some reason isn't quite making it.
he gestures to the chair he's had a house elf set next to him rather than across the desk from him. ]
Hello, Scorpius. My great-grandson, then? Please sit down. Let me take a look at you - I've only just had a son at home and now I have all sorts of descendants here, it's a little jarring.
[ a beat. ] Please, call me Abraxas. I'm not sure I'm ready to be a great-grandad.
[It's a good idea, reading through the archive of Daily Prophets.
Scorpius doesn't think he's ever seen the portraits of Abraxas Malfoy smile. Even if it doesn't reach his eyes, it's-- well, also a little jarring.] Oh-- I'm sure it is! I mean, I can guess that it would be, it's-- jarring for me too.
[Well, at least he didn't fuss about the informality. His portrait tended to do that, as did Scorpius' regular grandad. "Grandfather" and "Grandmother" had never sounded right to him, and his parents had never enforced any corrections otherwise.
He sits, smiling nervously.] Okay-- Abraxas. [WEIRD] As I said, I'm not-- sure what I can or should answer for you.
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[THIS ISN'T NERVE-WRACKING AT ALL.
it's not his dad obviously it's probably not his grandad which means it's-- any number of malfoy men that came before lucius malfoy and that's a lot. by the time he's gotten there, he's figured out it's probably his great-grandfather abraxas, and second-guessed himself on that a few times.
he finds the open study in the east wing easily enough, peeking in. ah. he should have second-guessed his second-guessing. would that be fourth-guessing or third-guessing?
anyway, it's abraxas, and scorpius is more accustomed to seeing his portrait as an older man, but he's seen his wedding portrait as well, when he was a young man. he recognizes him.]
Uh-- hullo, great-grandad. [well, that's one question down]
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the young man (not much younger than him, he notes) before him is his great-grandson, then? he smiles, but it doesn't quite reach his eyes. it's not on purpose, though - there's an air about him of someone that's still trying but for some reason isn't quite making it.
he gestures to the chair he's had a house elf set next to him rather than across the desk from him. ]
Hello, Scorpius. My great-grandson, then? Please sit down. Let me take a look at you - I've only just had a son at home and now I have all sorts of descendants here, it's a little jarring.
[ a beat. ] Please, call me Abraxas. I'm not sure I'm ready to be a great-grandad.
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Scorpius doesn't think he's ever seen the portraits of Abraxas Malfoy smile. Even if it doesn't reach his eyes, it's-- well, also a little jarring.] Oh-- I'm sure it is! I mean, I can guess that it would be, it's-- jarring for me too.
[Well, at least he didn't fuss about the informality. His portrait tended to do that, as did Scorpius' regular grandad. "Grandfather" and "Grandmother" had never sounded right to him, and his parents had never enforced any corrections otherwise.
He sits, smiling nervously.] Okay-- Abraxas. [WEIRD] As I said, I'm not-- sure what I can or should answer for you.