Hogwarts: A Jamjar Meme

[madam_rosmerta]

HOGWARTS: A JAMJAR MEME Wizards of all ages and from all times: whatever you were doing, wherever you were - none of that matters now. You've been brought to Hogwarts, school of witchcraft and wizardry. You’ll find yourself in the Great Hall under a starry sky, illuminated by the light of a thousand candles. What happened? Why were you brought here? How were you brought here? All questions to be answered, perhaps. But first, mingle with your kind and find a seat for yourself. This will be your home for a while. Because there is no leaving. Student, staff, you with nothing to do - all of you trapped inside the school grounds. Sorting to houses & Start-of-term feast Those of you who have not been sorted into your houses, you're guided to sit on a stool while an old hat will contemplate a proper house for you. After, you can join your housemates at their long table. The ghost of the headmaster, Albus Dumbledore, will soon give a speech once the last student is sorted... "The very best of evenings to you! Now… to our new students, welcome. To our old students, welcome back! Another year full of magical education awaits you…" He will warn you about the anti-curse charm set upon Hogwarts and how it will bring harm in equal measures to yourself. He will urge you to stay calm and have a lemondrop; they’ll be provided at all tables. Dumbledore would like you all to note few things, Hogwarts attendees: 1. This will be a continuous, no commitment necessary “storyline.” What does that mean? Depending on the level of interest, there will be at least one post per month on the 3B-DR that will continue the storyline which begins here. Players are encouraged to make top-levels in the dressing room if they want to keep this verse going with their characters. Madame Rosmerta’s made a tag specifically for this. 2. Multiple versions of characters at various ages are welcome. Whether that means there’s three Harry’s all in fifth year, or one Harry in first year, a second in third year, and a third in sixth year is up to you. All three Harry’s could also interact, depending on player preferences. AU versions of (HP)canon and non-(HP)canon characters are also welcome. Sometimes people disappear from Hogwarts and sometimes they come back. 3. Schoolwork Dumbledore's ghost will invite all characters of age and knowledge to teach their specialties to the younger wizards. If your character could be possibly a teacher, or is interested in teaching, refer to this thread to sign up for a teaching position. The courses do not need to be anything serious (unless you want them to be). If your character would be interested in a course, you can look it up from the character's toplevel. Your character doesn't need to be of student age to participate in courses. (They're free for all!) 4. Sign up for your house. Here is a thread for all the Hogwarts houses that your character could be sorted in. 5. This means… war! Are you a Death Eater? A member of the Order? Rival students? It’s likely your character will encounter someone they don’t get along with. Duels are fine, but beware that any attacks meant to cause harm (curses) will backfire on the caster. If your character doesn’t care that damage will also bounce back to them, then Dumbledore’s ghost will be intervening. He won’t tolerate harm to any of his students… even if it’s harm to Tom. 6. Housecup Of course points will be awarded and taken away by teachers and prefects. You can leave a comment in this thread for the points taken or given. Madam Rosmerta will add them up together for the next post. You can also sign up for a prefect role. Each house has one and that one will change in each post. First come, first serve is the rule, except if your character was a prefect in the last post, you can't sign up in this one. 1. Toplevel with your character Name in the title line. Do not leave an empty toplevel. Write a starter like you would to a game event. Link to preferences if you’d prefer. 2. Tag other characters The name of the game is interaction. Why is your character here? Do they want to be here? Are they being reunited with lost loved ones? 3. Have fun! Dumbledore (and Madame Rosmerta) is watching. Behave yourselves. Don’t godmod, infomod, respect other players, etc.

Comments

[whereagainst]

There's a silence.

Albus bursts out laughing.

"Are you kidding me?" Wait, what? "We're stuck in a version of Hogwarts that doesn't exist with people from all different generations, my dead grandparents are here and one is teaching potions, and you're stuck on my name? Like we couldn't potentially be from different timelines?"

He moves back to sit, picking up his quill again to go back to his notes. But he looks up at Draco again, eyebrows lofted. "You can go right on and check, but you'll be disappointed. Albus Severus Potter. Seventh year. Original year of enrollment twenty-seventeen, projected graduation year twenty-twenty-four. Parents Harry James Potter and Ginevra Molly Weasley-Potter. Older brother James Sirius Potter, younger sister Lily Luna Potter. Both Gryffindor house."

A beat. "Should I expect you to decide that Slytherins should eat our own?" No mention about how in his time, they already do.

[putorius]

Of all things, it's the date that makes him falter. That makes him stop and turn everything over in his mind. He'd been so wrapped up in his own issues, his own mission, that he hadn't stopped to actually think through it. Dumbledore's ghost. The teachers. The eerily familiar faces on students he'd never met before. For a moment, his gaze drifted from Albus' face, searching the air between them as he thought through it.

Then the comment about Slytherins eating their own snaps him back. "What?! What ever gave you that idea?! We don't--" but then his thoughts caught up with his mouth, interrupting himself with, "How the bloody hell can it be 2017?! It's only 1996!" Nevermind the math would put the actual year for Albus at least six or seven further along.

[whereagainst]

"Yes. Yes we do. When I'm in school, anyway." Albus searches Draco's face a moment, considering. "It's not twenty-seventeen. It's twenty-twenty-three for me and nineteen-ninety-six for you. There are people here that are supposed to be dead for decades, Malfoy. Surely that hasn't escaped your notice?"

At least he's paying attention and not ignoring him again.

[putorius]

Searching Albus' face in return, Draco wanted some sign, some twitch that would tell him this was all a joke. But even as distracted as he'd been, he couldn't delude himself for too long. It was the curse of being too intelligent for his own good, and the same reason he couldn't quite hold onto the ideals his father had brought him up on. He stuck to them out of necessity, but he lacked the proper conviction in the face of what he'd experienced already.

And that's what' happened here. He'd seen faces that shouldn't be. Faces too old or too young for who they were meant to belong to, faces of those long dead. Some of the teachers, especially. All of those who should be there but weren't. He didn't want to believe that he could be talking to an actual offspring of one he despised so completely, but he was finding it hard to hold onto that. Especially if the kid was a slytherin. The house didn't exactly take care of it's own, they didn't coddle each other. But they had a mutual respect of sorts.

"Of course it hasn't!" he snapped. His brow furrowed for a moment, as something occurred to him. "Do you know what's happened to Dumbledore then?! Why he's a--how he died. When did it happen?" Sharp and to the point. Could it be the answers were skulking in and out of the common room this whole time?