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three_broomsticks2017-02-07 08:48 pm
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Hogwarts: A Jamjar Meme
 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.
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. |
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this is still so.. how should he even react? he has so many things he wants to ask, wants to tell him. he wants to curl himself against him and cry. ]
Aunt Hermione and Harry and others did a lot of work, a lot of reform in the Ministry. It's thanks to you and to them, really. [ twenty years prior, teddy's heritage would have been enough to damn his chances at many occupations.. and it's not as if it's been an easy road, especially there at the start. but he experiences very little nonsense from people these days, and he's welcomed and respected in his field, so that's what matters.
he hesitates, then gestures toward his office. ] Um, did you want to come in? Or we could-- I can't leave the infirmary yet, Hufflepuff is practicing and I want to be here if anyone gets hurt. But if my office is too cluttered or-- [ merlin, he's babbling, he can't believe it. all his practiced calm is nowhere to be found at the moment. ]
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It's only partially eased by Teddy referring to Hermione as his aunt, by the knowledge that he did grow up with a family, even if not his biological parents. He knew they'd made the right choice, asking Harry to be godfather. He can make some educated guesses as to what marriages would lead to that particular familial title for Miss Granger.] Thanks to me?
[There's so much to process, and a bit more privacy to do it in would be nice. He nods.] Yes, of course. I won't drag you from your work, it seems like you're the only one here. And I'm hardly one to mind a little mess. [Hard to say where Teddy gets the nervous babbling from...]
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[ he shuts the door lightly behind them, then goes to lean against the edge of his desk. naturally, the place shows all the signs of a young man that takes his work very seriously, between all the notes and the half-designed potions (and right there on his workbench, several bottles that clearly contain wolfsbane).
he hesitates, shoving his hands down in the pockets of his coat again as if it's taking everything in him not to reach for remus once more and make certain he's really there. ] Um, I inherited a few of the symptoms of the curse, but not the curse itself. So it helps, I think. Like a sort of bridge, in a way.
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He takes in the sight of the room, as though the clutter will tell him everything about the sort of man his son will become. He's desperate to learn about him, since he'll never get the chance to back home. So far, he has no words for the mix of pride, purest joy, and heartbreak.
Hearing that Teddy experiences symptoms makes him sit down in the nearest chair rather suddenly and heavily. They hadn't noticed anything yet, but-- he'd not even been a month old. It had been enough to know that he didn't have the curse. He swallows roughly.] What symptoms? [A simple preference for one's steak to be on the raw side isn't exactly much of a "bridge", after all. It must be more than that.]
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[ he picks up a stack of papers to give his hands something to do, straightening them in his lap and curling them into a loose roll. he taps it against his thigh as he thinks how he wants to explain, mediwizard's eye taking a critical glance at his father as he does so. does remus maybe need a check-up? when was the last time anyone had even given him one? ]
You helped inspire a lot of people, you know. You're a hero-- [ a beat, then a shy, stuttered: ] D-Dad. [ he can really say that, now. he has a dad.
he clears his throat, moving on to try to soothe the concern. ] Heightened aggression around the full moon, a sharp increase in my senses of smell, sight, and hearing.. ah.. a slight sensitivity to wolfsbane. [ he sets the roll of papers down, then lifts his hands to wiggle the fingers. ] I wear gloves and a mask when I make the potion, just in case. [ he lowers his hands again, lacing his fingers together in his lap. ] I used to be miserably ill during the full moon and for a few days before and afterward. I've had medication to control it all for years, though. [ a brief pause, and a flush rises in his face, the rose bleeding into lavender. ] I was actually the focus of a study when I was a child. .. Not many like me around, after all, and people were hoping to give the werewolf community a little more information and hope.
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It makes his heart ache, that Teddy stumbles on calling him that. That he'd never gotten to until now, with Remus having died long before the boy could even say his first word. So long as they're both here, he'll do whatever he can to make up for it.
He doesn't even know what to make of being a hero. Of course, it's not an uncommon thing, an otherwise socially stigmatized person being raised on a pedestal after dying for a noble cause. He knows this. He's not convinced he deserves it, but if it's helped people like him, then he'll learn to live with the idea.] It sounds much better.
[He listens intently as Teddy lists the effects he's had to deal with, saddened by the thought of his son going through that. He knows them all too well, of course. And that he would choose to work so intently with wolfsbane in spite of a sensitivity to it-- He's certainly his mother's son, with such a capacity for the care of others.] I'm so sorry, Teddy. I'd so hoped none of that would carry on to you. [He remembers all too clearly what it was like, to be so sickly so often as a child. The memories of his parents taking him to different specialists around the world in desperate search for a cure are dimmer, but still there as well. The look he gives him is mournful.]
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[ he barely notices most of the symptoms anymore, and he's so accustomed to them anyway that they don't really affect his life.
he lifts their joined hands, dropping a quick, fond kiss to the backs of his father's fingers. ] Things happen for a reason, anyway, don't you think? Other couples can seriously consider children, now, knowing that a hybrid can have a good life. There are treatments now that will be available for children like me.
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Now he takes their joined hands, pressing the back of Teddy's hands to his forehead and taking a deep, shuddering breath before raising his head again, eyes still wet but unwaveringly meeting Teddy's.] Thank you. [He smiles shakily, the relief palpable.] You've grown into an incredible man. I wish for nothing more than to have been around to watch it happen. The moment you were born, I was in love. I wish I could have told you so every day.
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.. I wish that, too. I wish I could have known both of you. You deserve to live in the world that I live in, the one you fought so hard to create.
[ he feels heartsick knowing that when they all leave this hogwarts, his father will be returning to die. it's not fair. ]
Harry always made sure I knew how much you both loved me, though. He shared his memories of you with me, and-- and you're here now. That's what matters.
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I fought so hard for it so you could live in it. That you are safe and happy and living your life freely is more than enough.
Of course he did. [It pains him that secondhand memories are all his son has of him, just as it pained him that Harry’s only memories of his parents were secondhand. Still, perhaps partially due to that, he couldn’t have asked anyone better to be Teddy’s godparent.] You’re absolutely right. We’re here. We should fully appreciate that while we have it.