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!
"Are you always this forward?" He asked teasingly since it would be a very short thread if he just ignored her entirely. — Tobin Cartwright in Take A Peek
Did you know? Churchgoers and worshippers had to endure a foul stench during prayers due to the amount of bodies often stored within the vaults of churches and chapels.
Ruby could still not believe that her Papa had won the elections. It all seemed like a dream from which she’d wake up from only to find out that someone boring and not her dad had won instead.
But it wasn’t a dream, it was reality and Ruby was more excited than ever. All the things she and Delight had talked about would now come true! They’d be the Minister’s daughters and they’d probably have the best clothes and things ever and everyone would want to be friends with them.
“I bet next year there’ll be a huge party for your birthday!” Ruby said to Delight as she twirled around the room and landed on her bed. “It will be truly spectacular! There could be a pond with little ducklings and nice dresses and parasols and all types of candy!”
Delight was- well, delighted! Her Papa was now both the best man in the country, and the most powerful! And her Mama was now the grandest as well as being the most beautiful lady, and she and Ruby and Topaz were basically princesses! It was just perfect!
She was dressed in her bright pink dress, though she thought it sadly plain- though now she was the minister’s daughter, there was no doubt she’d get lots of prettier dresses! Her curls had been plaited to one side and secured with a big white bow to match the pinafore she wore over her dress at home to keep it clean, though that was all eclipsed by her smile, which hadn’t dropped a millimeter from when she’d found out that morning.
Delight got up from her bed and gave a twirl across the room, lifting her arms so that her skirt flared up a little. “I bet it’ll be a garden party! And we’ll have parasols made of real honiton lace and all the grand ladies will be there, though Mama will be the most important! And we’ll have a chocolate fountain and the weather will be just perfect and the garden will be filled with white blossom!”
She seized her sister’s hands to pull her up and spin around the room the three sisters shared. “Or maybe it’ll be a ball, and we’ll dance with loads of rich men- maybe even a prince!” Delight gushed.
Delight was describing things so well! Until recently, Ruby could only dream about such luxuries, but now that their Papa was the Minister they’d have them all! Garden parties, expensive lace parasols and chocolate fountains. They’d be the most posh girls at school and everyone would want to be their friends. They would surely marry into the upper class too, if they didn’t elevate to it before that.
She giggled as she and Delight spinned around the room. Her eyes closed when her sister started speaking of a ball and she tried to imagine everything. The shiny floor, the giant chandelier. Her dress… Oh! Her dress! “I’d wear red to that ball - red and gold, like a dress I saw in a fashion magazine when nanny and I went to buy new socks once! And I’d have a tiara on my head. A tiara with rubies!”
Delight laughed. “And if you are to be dressed after your name, then I had best wear an emerald parure!” That would bring out the green in her eyes, and look lovely against her complexion as well as being beautiful. She gave a spin so that her skirts billowed a little, lifting her arms and laughing.
“I think my gown would be gold.” She decided, closing her eyes whilst still spinning. “Gold with some silver embroidery, and proper valenciennes lace petticoats- and gloves up to the top of our arms!” Delight grinned. “And everyone would want to dance with us, and we’d have the most beautiful gowns and jewelry out of the entire room!” Oh, it just had to happen!
Ruby closed her eyes as well and spinned around like her sister was doing. She couldn’t wait for them to be old enough to wear proper grown up dresses and attend balls and dance with attractive and kind men. Everyone would want to dance with them now that their Papa was the Minister and they’d overlook the fact that they were middle class. By the time they both came out, they’d probably be upper class as well, because their Papa would make lots and lots of money.
“I’d like to dance with someone titled,” Ruby commented as she still spinned with her eyes closed. “Someone like Papa’s friend! Viscount Browning! Maybe he could be in the army too, so he’d wear a uniform!”
She started humming a waltz song while still spinning around the room. With her eyes closed still.
“Then you’d be a lady!” Delight laughed. She’d simply have to marry someone titled, seeing as Mr Turner was adamant that working meant you weren’t a real lady. Now that their Papa was minister their mother would be able to prove him totally wrong! Maybe one day when she was a rich lady and fighting for women’s rights and he was poor and broken and couldn’t find anywhere to work because he kept saying that ladies shouldn’t work she’d let him clean her boots or something.
Delight continued spinning too, till she bumped into her sister and fell onto her backside, still giggling. “I do believe we shall have to practice our waltz!”
She liked the sound of Lady Ruby. Or Viscountess Ruby. Or Baroness Ruby or anything of that sort. How brilliant her life would be! She and her husband would be very happy and they’d live in his castle and she’d get to wear Worth and nice jewelry. And he could buy her big and expensive gifts, like ruby necklaces and horses rather than cards and socks!
Her giggles join her sister’s when they bumped into each other and fell on the floor. “I’m sure that when we meet the one he’d guide us through the dancefloor!” Ruby commented with a gushy tone. She closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around herself and started moving in a snake-like manner while pretending to dance. “His arms would be strong but soft like feathers at the same time! And he’d hold me safely and guide me and everyone would make their way back so we’d have the dancefloor only to ourselves! And then they’d applaud us when we were finished! And then he would propose under the stars, surrounded by the fireflies in his manor’s rose garden!”
“And Papa would only be too happy to grant him permission!” Delight day-dreamed. She adored her parents and she could never go against their wishes, but she hoped they wouldn’t refuse a man that she liked and was happy with. “And we would all get married in the same time, in a beautiful white marquee with gold and white streamers and roses and doves flying all around! And we’d all look stunning and everyone would be so happy for us, and for having such a great family! Our matches would be the envy of every young lady!”
She closed her eyes to imagine her dress, the endless beading, tulle, silk… It would be worthy of a princess! “And I bet everyone would be so envious they’d be sorry that they ever looked down on us for being middle class or halfblood!”
Of course her Papa would grant them permission! Her Papa believed in love, after all! Besides, why would he say no to someone rich? Surely he’d be happy for her to own a castle and a horse and wear Worth and Pingat and all that cool stuff! It was all Ruby ever wanted! She was clearly born for such a life, not the life of a middle class housewife!
“Oh, I bet they would!” Ruby commented with a smirk. “They’d all regret being mean to us! They’d all have to apologize if they wanted to attend our parties, which would undoubtedly be the best parties ever!” They’d make such great parties that people from all over the world would want to come!
“We would be such grand ladies that they’d beg for us to make their daughters companions for ours!” Delight laughed. She wasn’t what people thought a good english girl should be, she knew, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t be a lady and ultimately show them all up! Especially Mr Turner. It’d serve him right if she ended up owning a company that he had to work for, and then she could remind him how he had said a lady couldn’t work!
“Now Papa is minister our whole family is destined for greatness, I’m sure!”
Ruby nodded. Their father being elected Minister made them like magical royalty, in a sense. He was the Queen Victoria of the magical world. He might not have had a crown and as much power as the Queen, but he was still the most important man in their world. And she and Delight were his daughters!
“We’d of course have to do many good things!” Ruby commented. “Like charity! And tutoring students! Are you going to tutor students this year, now that you’re older?”
Delight nodded enthusiastically. They’d probably get to have their own charities once they were older and host charity tea parties and dinners and masques to raise money, not that they wouldn’t be rich enough on their own! And they’d be featured in all the ladies’ magazines for being the epitome of grace and charity and beauty. They were already much more eye-catching than some other girls!
“Maybe!” She agreed. “I don’t know what I’d tutor them in, but I am good at charms!” Potions? Less so. “And you’ll be able to help all the muggleborns who struggle with magical theory!”
“Yes!” Ruby said enthusiastically. She’d help all the muggleborns when they struggled with their studies, because that was the good thing to do. And then everyone would talk about how smart and helpful the Minister’s youngest daughter was and her Papa would be very proud and he’d get her something pretty and shiny!
“They’ll just have to pick you as a prefect in two years!”
“And if you and Topaz aren’t in the same house, I’m sure you’d both be prefect too!” Sure they might not be super rich or pureblooded, but they were now the minister’s daughters and from an upstanding family, whatever that meant. She’d heard a lady in the street say once that her daughter couldn’t possibly marry Mr So and So because he wasn’t from an upstanding family, which seemed a bit mean to her. What about true love?
“And hopefully I’ll get to be head girl too!” She added, grinning.
“I’m sure you’d be Head Girl!” Ruby chirped. Her sister was the smartest, prettiest, bravest and overal greatest girl at Hogwarts. Obviously, she was the best fit of the position. If she was passed over, then the Hogwarts staff would be doing something wrong.
“Let’s hope so!” Delight grinned. She’d be the best head girl ever.
Just then, a voice sounded from downstairs, announcing dinner. “I suppose even princesses have to eat their greens!” She giggled, linked her arms with Ruby before leaving the room.
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