Charming is a Victorian Era Harry Potter roleplay set primarily in the village of Hogsmeade, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and the non-canon village of Irvingly. Characters of all classes, both magical and muggle — and even non-human! — are welcome.

With a member driven story line, monthly games and events, and a friendly and drama-free community focused on quality over quantity, the only thing you can be sure of is fun!
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  • Census
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  • Hogwarts '87
  • CML
  • Daily Prophet
  • Witch Weekly
  • Lonely Threads
  • House Points
  • 1887
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    News
    You have found our archive! Charming lives on here!
    02.05 One last puzzle before we depart!
    02.01 AC? What AC?
    01.26 Impending URL changes!
    01.11 I've got a bit of a reputation...
    01.06 AC underway, and a puzzle to solve!
    01.01 Happy new year! Have some announcements of varying importance.
    12.31 Enter the Winter Labyrinth if you dare!
    12.23 Professional Quidditch things...
    12.21 New stamp!
    12.20 Concerning immortality
    12.16 A heads up that the Secret Swap deadline is fast approaching!
    12.14 Introducing our new Minister of Magic!
    12.13 On the first day of Charming, Kayte gave to me...
    12.11 Some quick reminders!
    12.08 Another peek at what's to come...
     
        
     
    Shiver Me Timbers
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    The chances of her slipping back into the shop undetected was so unlikely it was laughable but Yasmina tried her luck anyhow. She'd spent the night out in the cold and Merlin's beard was she feeling the effects of it. It didn't help that she'd had to wait until the afternoon for the shop to reappear, thus giving her ample chance to continue freezing her ass off. Fortunately she'd been resourceful enough to spend the time since morning seeking shelter in various shops, loitering as long as she could without being shooed out before moving on. Even still, she returned to the shop a veritable ice cubed human and several sickles poorer than before.

    The sound of a throat clearing alerted her to the fact that she had been spotted because of course she had. She groaned and glanced towards the source of the noise. "Like you can judge." For all she knew Valentino had simply been clearing his throat rather than doing so to draw her attention to some real or imagined judgement. Her voice had come out a little hoarse and so now Yasmina was the one clearing her throat.

    JANUARY 3RD, 1888 | @'Valentino Khatri'