Wizarding AU

[madam_rosmerta]

HARRY POTTER AU MEME You're a wizard! Or perhaps you're a magical creature or a ghost. More importantly, where do your loyalties lie? Are you the Dark Lord or one of the Death Eaters? Perhaps you teach at Hogwarts or work at the ministry. Are you a member of the Order of Phoenix? Are you a student in Hogwarts? In which house did the Sorting Hat place you? Leave a comment with your character's name and canon and your preferences in the title line. Then put down a few ideas about your character in your top level. Both AU characters and canon characters are welcome. List of prompts: (Choose from these or make up your own.) 1. HOGWARTS Are you a teacher or a student? Which house are you in? What subjects do you teach? Next week might be the most important quidditch match of the year and you're the team captain! Maybe you're the potions professor and someone just blew up their cauldron. 2. AURORS Are you a trainee? The head Auror who has been dueling with dark wizards all your adult life? A dark wizard? Catch you if we can! Or maybe you're an auror breaking curses in a Death Eater safehouse. 3. DIAGON ALLEY A bustling locale filled to the brim with wizarding shops and taverns. Are you a business owner? Perhaps you're a wand maker or a student buying your books for the next year in Hogwarts. Maybe you just want to get a shot of firewhiskey in the Three Broomsticks. 4. MINISTRY OF MAGIC Do you work here? You could be in the Department of Mysteries, handling a new case about vanishing cabinets. Or maybe you work in the misuse of muggle artifacts office, dispelling singing teacups or flying cars. Is it a busy day, a slow week, or just another day in the office? Maybe you're one of the gossips who just heard of the newest bit of juicy gossip. 5. THE OLDEST AND PUREST BLOOD Were you born to a pureblood family? Perhaps you're an heir of great, questionable fortune. Maybe you'd like nothing to do with your family who supports the Dark Lord. What if you fell in love with someone your family doesn't approve of? Or maybe both of your parents are muggle born and this is still all new to you. 6. FLYING There are great many ways to fly: broomsticks, hippogriffs, dragons. Take your pick and soar through the skies! 7. DUELING/SPELL CASTING What's the fun in being a wizard if you can't cast spells? Are you good at something specific? Do you use silent spells a lot? Perhaps you're the best dueler with a wand that's been seen for ages. Or maybe you're just starting out, and a spell just backfired in your face. 8. ST. MUNGO'S HOSPITAL FOR MAGICAL MALADIES AND INJURIES Did your spell go haywire? Did you stick a satsuma up your nostril? It happens. Happily there's a hospital for your needs. Or maybe you work there, healing all those poor and silly wizards who turn up in desperate need of your care. 9. AZKABAN A fortress island in the middle of the Northern sea, full of the most dangerous dark wizards. Are you a resident, or visiting? Watch out for those dementors! 10. POTIONS You brewed the best pick-me-up potion but something went wrong? Maybe you ended up purple in the face. Or you gave a love potion to the wrong person. Maybe you mixed your hangover potion with magical viagra? It happens. But now you have to deal with it. 11. MAGICAL CREATURES Do you work with dragons? Perhaps you have some giant blood in you. Or maybe you were bit by a werewolf and your first full moon is nearing. Maybe you found an injured unicorn. Or your house has become infested with boggarts. 12. WILD CARD Come up your own scenario.

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Phichit Chulanont || Yuri!!! on Ice

[phichitchu]

[Phichit is a 4th year Slytherin student and one of the Quidditch team's Chasers. He's one of the few students who is very much the opposite of his house's "image" -- while he is a Pureblood, he's one of the kindest kids at Hogwarts, and makes friends with pretty much everyone regardless of their House or blood status. He seems somewhat naive, still totally in love with all the new magic he learns, but he can also be quite sneaky, especially when it comes to pushing his friends out of their comfort zones!]

Damian Wayne (Robin) | DC Comics

[earlybird]

[ BODYSLAMS IN HERE ALRIGHT ALRIGHT ALRIGHT: First-Year Hufflepuff; Pureblood (mixed from Light and Dark lines, of course; complicated family life). His Sorting was a surprise to nearly everyone; bets were totally on Slytherin. Hyper-competitive, incredibly skilled in battle magic, and arrogant -- all of which gets him into plenty of trouble. Struggles with friendship, and tends to be a loner. Favorite class is Care of Magical Creatures, though he'll never admit it. Totally not raising an orphaned behemoth bat-creature off in the Forbidden Forest. ]

[volving]

[ Small, quiet Cassandra Davies was of uncertain blood - she'd been found at around the age of seven wandering the streets in Holyhead, Wales as the sun rose, covered in blood. She'd been taken in by a young witch despite the uncertainty of her heritage and the concerns of the rest of the community.

She'd been mute when they found her, though no one was entirely sure if it was physiological or psychological. She hadn't spoken during the four years she spent growing up in Holyhead, but she'd proven a smart, curious child. She seemed intrigued by both magical and muggle society, so her heritage was even further muddied. Still, she had proven good at going invisible in shadows, usually accidentally, so they knew she had magic.

Come age 11, she had received her Hogwarts letter, and been sorted into Gryffindor, still without speaking a word. It made her a bit of an oddity at school, even now in her third year, but she didn't seem bothered, most of the time. She'd made the Quiddich team her second year - a natural at flying, with a surprisingly strong arm, made her a terrifying beater - and was at least passing all her classes that didn't require casting spells. She was a bit behind in both Transfiguration and Charms, due to her silence, but seemed to be starting to develop reliable unspoken magic. Still, it meant she was still in both classes with the first years, on a special dispensation from the headmaster.

There was, understandably, a fair amount of gossip about her. She didn't seem to notice it, but it was well known that one shouldn't bully her, either - she'd dealt with a couple of unfriendly Slytherins and upper-classmen in her own house when she was a first year with very well-placed and unseen-by-the-teachers hits to sensitive places, and her wide innocent eyes got her out of trouble quite easily, at least that first year. Even so, she doesn't really have any friends in her House, and her only friend is a fifth year who is so deep already into studying for her OWLs that she doesn't really have time to spend with her.

Cassandra's a third year now, but even the younger kids will probably have heard of her by now. Especially since she takes Charms with one class (Gryffindor and Ravenclaw) and Transfiguration with another (Slytherin and Hufflepuff).

AND NOW THAT THE NARRATION HAS RAMBLED FOR FAR TOO LONG...

She's currently sitting at a table in a study area, with her wand out and a teacup in front of her, trying to transfigure it. It's not working out very well. (A couple of nearby Ravenclaw second years are sniggering at her attempts.) ]

[earlybird]

[ The stacks have little to offer him. Nosing through the titles, scanning the pages, there's nothing of what he's looking for. Even the Groundskeeper's suggestions--

(offered, unawares, with Damian careful not to show his true intentions)

--bore no fruit.

Bestiarium Magicum, The Encyclopedia of Bat Eyes... Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them... Marauding with Monsters (ugh, useless tripe)... His patience, what little of it exists, is wearing thin. And those blasted giggles aren't helping; every malicious little faux-whisper, directed at the Davies girl, grates at his focus.

Enough.

---

His books drop to the table with a heavy slam. Damian Wayne, first-year Hufflepuff and (rumored) ill-conceived scion to the Pureblood House of Wayne, takes his seat at the table across from Cassandra with noisy aplomb and the screech of wood dragging against stone.

The sniggering Ravenclaws are startled into silence, even before the weight of Madame Pince's disapproving stare rests on them all from her desk.

Damian, however, acts as if he notices none of this, primly flipping open the topmost book with a click of his tongue -- what might be either an acknowledgment of her existence, or a general sound of disdain. Perhaps both. ]

[volving]

[ Cassandra starts when he sits down with such an audible display, and shoots a chagrined look at Madame Pince - despite the fact that she hadn't made a sound. She's not used to people sitting with her intentionally, other than Brown, and never so pointedly.

She shoots a quick sideways glance at the Ravenclaws, now with their noses in their books, pretending they hadn't even noticed Cassandra or the Hufflepuff firstie that had sat down with her. (She knows who he is, of course, but she tries not to listen to gossip and rumors. Even though she hears pretty much all of them.)

She looks back at him and gives him a small, tight smile. It's pretty clear, in that split second before she turns her attention back to her teacup, that she's more bothered by the Ravenclaws than she was letting on.

It's hard, to be 13 and (nearly) friendless and strange, even among wizards.

She gestures with her wand, and the teacup rattles slightly on the tabletop, turning a nice shade of bronze but otherwise not changing, and certainly not changing into the brass inkwell they're to be tested on at the end of the week. She lets out a little huff of a sigh and droops a bit. ]

[heckblazer]

[ Hogwarts, the safest place in the wizarding world? Please.

Stepping back onto the school grounds for the first time in decades, John immediately had the all the old things that his co-Slytherins used to say racketing around his mind once more. Most of it a... let's say healthy skepticism about the structure of magical society.

He was always a unique case, John, which was what the teachers would say when he was in earshot and they were too stuck in old, stiff British politeness to just say "hopeless case", which was the truth. There weren't many muggle-borns that had been deemed worthy of the serpent's house, and none of them ever coped with it with John's particular style. His "particular style" being to learn the darkest, oldest, creepiest darkest magic he could to spite his peers. Still, being one of the most singularity hated students in the school's history afforded him a particular perspective on political matters. On one side was a thinly-veiled rise of what John could only describe as "wizard nazis", on the other was a charismatic patriarch whom saw the world as pieces on a chess board, including the school of children he presided over. Which was why the moment John had finished his studies, he took his demons (internal and literal) and fucked off as far from the rest of Britain's magical society as he could get, contenting himself to dabble pettily in occult nonsense.

Until a certain patriarch with his white beard and twinkling eyes found John again one day in a London pub.

Dumbledore had not troubled himself to mention that he'd come to interview John for a job, but it was obvious enough with all the faux-concerned questions about his "safety". More like everyone else's safety. More like the old man wanted on his side the wild card, the agitator, the mudblood who knew dark spells that would make You-Know-Who blush.

Even John wasn't sure why he'd folded and sold out to the old man. But it was getting harder to find suitable candidates to teach Defense. Maybe he could be a walking cautionary tale, his very existence a deterrence from any other brats who might want to give the Dark Arts a spin. His job had only become more of a pain when he'd received a considerable pile of gold from the Wayne and Al-Ghul clans with a strongly-worded "request" to provide private advanced lessons for Damian.

Today's lesson, Patronuses. Might as well try stuff the kid is halfway-likely to use. Plus watching him try to come up with happy memories would be bloody hilarious. ]


Mind yer' wand technique. Clutch that stick any tighter and it's like to snap, mate.

[earlybird]

[ Damian Wayne, scion to the Houses of Wayne and al Ghul, pedigree Pureblood and a boy with stunning aptitude for battle magic, has long since run out of patience. The well is dry. Every attempt, he inches closer to an outright tantrum. At this moment there's a snarl on his face, wand--

(hawthorn wood, phoenix feather core, 12.75 inches and reasonably supple in flexibility)

--clenched tightly in his fist. Chances are, Damian's temper will snap long before his wand does, however. ]

My technique is fine!

[ As is his pronunciation, his posture, the force of his will, and nothing has come of it except for the faintest whisp of silver. As good as failure, and a slap in the face for a boy who considers himself to be superior at magical skill. ]

Why isn't it working?

[ Because the son of Bruce Wayne and Talia al Ghul would, without a doubt, be scraping the bottom of the barrel for a happy memory strong enough to be a talisman. No surprise there to anyone who knows anything about that family history. ]

[heckblazer]

That a rhetorical question?

[ Not one for traditional teaching approach, John contented himself to sit atop the wooden desk in his office. It creaked precariously, but beneath his coat he was thin enough to not be at risk.

Silently, he knew the boy's technical skill was fine. It was as appropriate for a child of his pedigree, but there in lay the problem. Neither of his parents had given him much in the way of a break before in his little damned life. He was freakishly skilled and disciplined, his form for spellcasting hardly the problem. But finding the underlying emotion and intent required for something like a patronus would take some work, especially for a lad so tightly-wound.

So in a way, John being as annoying as he was actually did his student a favor. So he presses a tad more with a smirk: ]

Yer timing is off. Can't say the words before you've got the thought you need in mind. Wouldn't send an owl off to deliver mail without feeding it first, wouldja?

Nymphadora Tonks || HP || OTA

[surnameonly]

Come at me with your ideas! :D

[caelum_ignis_draconigena]

Interested in having Tonks meet a dragon? He's friendly, but that being said... I love tossing him in situations where he's thought to be 'a mindless beast' or where others mistake his intentions for something less than nice. It might be a little mean, but I love seeing him flounder and try to explain himself while attempting to make friends with people. XD

[surnameonly]

Hiya, thanks for tossing a suggestion at me :) that said I'm not really feeling it, so while I appreciate you wanting to play I'm going to respectfully decline.

Ryuugazaki Rei || Free!

[ryuugazakirei]

[5th year Ravenclaw, of course. Is a Quidditch keeper, because he appreciates having that tactical view of the arena. Is available for tutoring if you find him in the library/common room and annoy him enough.]

Frisk | Undertale | OTA

[dustless]

1st year 'Puff or Gryf, very quiet and completely fearless with flying and magical creatures.

Pidge Gunderson | Voltron: Legendary Defender

[reverseengineer]

[Fourth year Slytherin, is a model student mostly because she never gets caught with her weird magic/science experiments she does after dark. Muggle technology enthusiast. Thinks Wizards are silly for writing them off when their technology is, at this point, as powerful as magic in many ways. Will find a way to get wifi to the castle if it kills her.]

Georgia Mason | Newsflesh Trilogy

[choosetruth]

[Gryffindor, sixth year, prefect. Orphaned during the Second Wizarding War and adopted (along with her brother) by Michael and Stacy Mason, famous both for their work helping Potterwatch and now as reporters in some of the new alternate Wizarding media. Georgia is starting her own Hogwarts paper.]

Edward Elric | Fullmetal Alchemist

[transmutate]

[The angriest Hufflepuff. Fifth year. Spends a lot of time doing research in the forbidden section of the library and fighting with people who call him short.]

Link | Legend of Zelda, Ocarina of Time| OTA

[sevenyearsasleep]

[Seventh year, Gryffindor. Falls asleep in class a lot.]

Yuuri Katsuki l Yuri on Ice

[mirabilia]

[Hufflepuff, fourth year. Tiny but stubbornly determined Seeker on his House Quidditch team. Frequently does better in practice than in the actual match, getting performance anxiety with the whole school coming out to watch. Probably has like one or two others he considers to actually be friends, even if he's pretty much friendly with everyone.]

[vitrissimo]

[ interested in a sixth year gryffindor who is really good at charms and is probably going to be part of the triwizard tournament??? WHO KNOWS. ]

[mirabilia]

[So interested! Yes! Yuuri will be his number one cheerleader. Even if Viktor is in a different House to him, pffft. He's still obligated to cheer for his School in this Tournament, right? So it....this works. This is fine.]

Cassandra Cain | DC Comics

[volving]

[ Small, quiet Cassandra Davies was of uncertain blood - she'd been found at around the age of seven wandering the streets in Holyhead, Wales as the sun rose, covered in blood. She'd been taken in by a young witch despite the uncertainty of her heritage and the concerns of the rest of the community.

She'd been mute when they found her, though no one was entirely sure if it was physiological or psychological. She hadn't spoken during the four years she spent growing up in Holyhead, but she'd proven a smart, curious child. She seemed intrigued by both magical and muggle society, so her heritage was even further muddied. Still, she had proven good at going invisible in shadows, usually accidentally, so they knew she had magic.

Come age 11, she had received her Hogwarts letter, and been sorted into Gryffindor, still without speaking a word. It made her a bit of an oddity at school, even now in her third year, but she didn't seem bothered, most of the time. She'd made the Quiddich team her second year - a natural at flying, with a surprisingly strong arm, made her a terrifying beater - and was at least passing all her classes that didn't require casting spells. She was a bit behind in both Transfiguration and Charms, due to her silence, but seemed to be starting to develop reliable unspoken magic. Still, it meant she was still in both classes with the first years, on a special dispensation from the headmaster.

There was, understandably, a fair amount of gossip about her. She didn't seem to notice it, but it was well known that one shouldn't bully her, either - she'd dealt with a couple of unfriendly Slytherins and upper-classmen in her own house when she was a first year with very well-placed and unseen-by-the-teachers hits to sensitive places, and her wide innocent eyes got her out of trouble quite easily, at least that first year. Even so, she doesn't really have any friends in her House, and her only friend is a fifth year who is so deep already into studying for her OWLs that she doesn't really have time to spend with her.

Cassandra's a third year now, but even the younger kids will probably have heard of her by now. Especially since she takes Charms with one class (Gryffindor and Ravenclaw) and Transfiguration with another (Slytherin and Hufflepuff).

...That was long and I apologize. GO NUTS. ]

[asinisterkid]

Must be nice, being so smart you can laugh at us Gryffinmorons, huh?

I mean, if I were you, I'd be using this time to worry about those shiny new brooms you've got, and how sad it would be if something were to... happen to them. Hexed, burned, smashed to pieces...

[ Jason Todd's a third-year as well, and as Gryffindor as they come, but he's already got a reputation for not particularly caring if his antics get him expelled. There are even whispers he was a criminal, before he got his letter. In this case, that works to his advantage.

He takes a seat across from Cassandra, and keeps his voice low, but not so low the Ravenclaws can't hear him. ]

Did you know anyone at all can get into the Ravenclaw tower if they're just smart enough to solve the riddles?

[ evil grin ]

[volving]

[ Cassandra isn't really used to being stood up for, even by her classmates - maybe she should've spent more time around Jason Todd, if this is the sort of response he's going to have.

Her eyes flick up at him, and there's a brief moment where it's clear that regardless how she acts, she did hear the Ravenclaws that had been sniggering at her Transfiguration attempts, and she was upset by them. It only lasts for a moment before she shoves it down, but she flashes a wicked grin at Todd before scribbling something on a scrap of parchment and pushing it across the table to him. ]

I've heard some of them.
They're not very difficult.

Skyfire | Transformers G1 AU | OTA

[caelum_ignis_draconigena]

[There are rumors that a dragon has been spotted in the Forbidden Forest... but really, a white and red dragon with of all things, feathered wings? Clearly whoever had seen it has been into the Firewhisky, and heavily. There was no such thing as a serpent like dragon that had been described, right?

Never mind that it would have been seen by now... Dragons weren't stealthy and they certainly didn't stay hidden for very long...]

((Ooc: Skyfire isn't the typical dragon of the Potter-verse. Based more on the oriental style of dragon, he's not a mindless creature out to wreck whatever annoys him and does not attack without provocation. It also takes a fair bit to get him angry enough to fight, he'd rather back off unless it's to protect someone else. He's friendly and social, but wary of humans in large groups.))

rule!63 Charlie Weasley | Harry Potter | f/m

[femaledragonkeeper]

[Second Weasley child and eldest daughter, formerly Gryffindor Quiddich captain and chaser and now currently works in Romania looking after dragons.

Willing to AU her as either still in school or as the new Care of Magical Creatures professor.]