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!
[ lily's fussing about in the shop when he arrives, as is her wont, and waves off the apology with a smile. now, she recognizes a weasley when she sees one, and there's only one that's ten now, so that only leaves: ] Bill Weasley.
[ she's still smiling, hands on her hips now. ] I'm not going to give you a ridiculous speech about timelines and nonsense, but give me a hug anyway.
[ look, even without the order she hangs out with molly and arthur. they're Good Nice Purebloods. ]
[ He smiles easily. It's nice to be around nice people, especially with the work day he's just had. Goblins. ]
Got it in one.
[ How was he supposed to know she wouldn't be pregnant?? He crosses the floor to her, reaching out for a hug. He only remembers her from his childhood, but she hasn't changed a bit. ]
[ lily returns the hug earnestly, giving him a solid squeeze before she lets go and takes a step back to really look at him. he's grown up so well, but she won't say that. she recognizes the sort of scarring he has too, but she won't question that either.
instead, she says: ] As well as can be expected, really. Things are rubbish all 'round but I've got this place so I'm doing alright.
How are you, considering how things are going with... [ a wave of her hand. everything. ] Congratulations on the impending bundle, though. [ with a smile. ]
[ He notices her eyes glance over his scars-- he always notices, even now-- but is thankful she doesn't mention them. Hard to explain that he got them in the war when the war's never happened for her. ]
Well enough. Hoping I'm not stuck here too long, or else I'll miss the big event!
[ Suppose that doesn't matter as much when all three of his children are with him here. ]
So you've met Harry... Have you spoken with any other displaced?
Hopefully once things are sorted it'll put you back right when you left so you don't miss anything at all.
[ as for the question... lily hums noncommittally although she nods, gesturing for bill to take a seat behind the counter so that she can sort out tea. which she does by waving at the implements set off to the side, lily has made tea in so many threads now, and they start fluttering about making tea themselves. ] There's Harry, and a young man named Dean Thomas, and another named Scorpius Malfoy. The last came to me specifically hoping I knew about things that I unfortunately don't.
[ He takes the offered seat and watches Lily go about making tea the same way he's watched his mother make tea a million times before. He'd been drinking coffee more, living with Fleur, but tea is always good as an old standby. ]
I've met Dean, back home. And Scorpius, here. [ He was the lad asking about the Order. Makes sense he'd ask Lily too. ]
I suppose that answers my next question. So you've never heard of the Order either?
I hadn't, no. [ she leans her hip on the counter, sighing. ] I do now. I know usually discussing the future breaks things, but things are already broken enough. Scorpius and I discussed a lot. Not... details, about a lot of things, but it's not his fault I was able to connect the dots.
[ she knows that she dies. ]
No matter what happens, things need to go back to what you have. I don't know what needs to change to get it, but this can't be allowed to continue.
[ He relaxes a bit in his seat, relieved to hear someone so dissatisfied with the way things are. ]
Not to say my history was a peach, far from it, [ Especially when speaking to someone who's dead because of how awful it was. ] but what's going on here is just as bad, in different ways. He's still in power, even if it's more legitimately than it was for us. There's all these restrictions based on blood-- We have to do something. Someone has to do something.
War never can be called a peach, I don't think. [ soft. so she knows there's a war, too. ] Or peaches, as the case may have been. [ ... two wars. ] But—
[ —there's a moment's pause. this moment encompasses two things: the tea finishes up and scuttles into place, and lily flicks her fingers toward the door of the shop. much like during her conversation with scorpius the door locks, the sign flips to closed, and the shades pull down over the windows. due caution.
only then does she speak again. ]
—but if violent means are the only way to get things back to the way they need to be, so be it.
[ Well. Time to get down to business, then. Now they won't be interrupted. ]
I was too young to be a part of the first Order, but when He came back a few years ago, I joined. If I have to be the one to start it in this time, I will.
[ He rakes his fingers through his long hair, frowning. ]
Your time is broken, and I think we both know it has to do with Him being in charge. He has a kind of power here he never gained through legitimate channels back home, which might make resistance even harder. What can you tell me of the Ministry as it stands now?
As far as anyone can tell, there's nothing strange about how he got in Ministry. However, there have been disappearances for... [ she frowns. ] far too long, muggle-borns and half-bloods and muggles, though no one likes to admit the last.
[ she lets out a breath as a sigh, shaking her head. ] The disappearances are used as an excuse to restrict the comings and goings of half-bloods and muggle-borns and how they can exist in society. None of us can hold any kind of higher office in Ministry. I can't go out after nine PM. I have the Trace on me, William. Like a child.
Bloody hell. [ He curses softly. It's worse than he'd thought. Putting the trace on adults, under the guise of "protecting" them? That gives Bill a chill. ]
And I don't suppose anyone's doing anything to investigate the real reason behind the disappearances. Or what the Minister might have to do with them. [ Because he's just operating on the assumption that Volde-- Riddle is responsible. He must have something up his sleeve, some nefarious purpose for stealing away people for decades. He simply must. ]
Do they actively track your whereabouts? If you went anywhere out of the ordinary, would they investigate?
[ Trying to think how to plan Order meetings when the only other prospective member has the trace on her is difficult mental gymnastics. ]
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He's here then? He's a good lad. Practically family, at this point, he and my brother are so close.
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I'm so glad to hear that.
Would you like to come round the shop? I could make some tea.
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[ There's a lot he wants to talk to her about. The Order, for one. Remus Lupin had no idea what he'd meant when he mentioned it. Maybe Lily would. ]
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[ :) :) :) :) ]
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[ It's actually closer to half past when he finally makes it to the shop, opening the door with an apology on his lips. ]
So sorry I'm late, had a bit of a wrinkle with a complicated account.
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[ she's still smiling, hands on her hips now. ] I'm not going to give you a ridiculous speech about timelines and nonsense, but give me a hug anyway.
[ look, even without the order she hangs out with molly and arthur. they're Good Nice Purebloods. ]
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Got it in one.
[ How was he supposed to know she wouldn't be pregnant?? He crosses the floor to her, reaching out for a hug. He only remembers her from his childhood, but she hasn't changed a bit. ]
How are you?
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instead, she says: ] As well as can be expected, really. Things are rubbish all 'round but I've got this place so I'm doing alright.
How are you, considering how things are going with... [ a wave of her hand. everything. ] Congratulations on the impending bundle, though. [ with a smile. ]
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Well enough. Hoping I'm not stuck here too long, or else I'll miss the big event!
[ Suppose that doesn't matter as much when all three of his children are with him here. ]
So you've met Harry... Have you spoken with any other displaced?
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[ as for the question... lily hums noncommittally although she nods, gesturing for bill to take a seat behind the counter so that she can sort out tea. which she does by waving at the implements set off to the side, lily has made tea in so many threads now, and they start fluttering about making tea themselves. ] There's Harry, and a young man named Dean Thomas, and another named Scorpius Malfoy. The last came to me specifically hoping I knew about things that I unfortunately don't.
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I've met Dean, back home. And Scorpius, here. [ He was the lad asking about the Order. Makes sense he'd ask Lily too. ]
I suppose that answers my next question. So you've never heard of the Order either?
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[ she knows that she dies. ]
No matter what happens, things need to go back to what you have. I don't know what needs to change to get it, but this can't be allowed to continue.
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Not to say my history was a peach, far from it, [ Especially when speaking to someone who's dead because of how awful it was. ] but what's going on here is just as bad, in different ways. He's still in power, even if it's more legitimately than it was for us. There's all these restrictions based on blood-- We have to do something. Someone has to do something.
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[ —there's a moment's pause. this moment encompasses two things: the tea finishes up and scuttles into place, and lily flicks her fingers toward the door of the shop. much like during her conversation with scorpius the door locks, the sign flips to closed, and the shades pull down over the windows. due caution.
only then does she speak again. ]
—but if violent means are the only way to get things back to the way they need to be, so be it.
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I was too young to be a part of the first Order, but when He came back a few years ago, I joined. If I have to be the one to start it in this time, I will.
[ He rakes his fingers through his long hair, frowning. ]
Your time is broken, and I think we both know it has to do with Him being in charge. He has a kind of power here he never gained through legitimate channels back home, which might make resistance even harder. What can you tell me of the Ministry as it stands now?
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[ she lets out a breath as a sigh, shaking her head. ] The disappearances are used as an excuse to restrict the comings and goings of half-bloods and muggle-borns and how they can exist in society. None of us can hold any kind of higher office in Ministry. I can't go out after nine PM. I have the Trace on me, William. Like a child.
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And I don't suppose anyone's doing anything to investigate the real reason behind the disappearances. Or what the Minister might have to do with them. [ Because he's just operating on the assumption that Volde-- Riddle is responsible. He must have something up his sleeve, some nefarious purpose for stealing away people for decades. He simply must. ]
Do they actively track your whereabouts? If you went anywhere out of the ordinary, would they investigate?
[ Trying to think how to plan Order meetings when the only other prospective member has the trace on her is difficult mental gymnastics. ]