Marauders!: An 80s AU

Apparently I'm out of a job for being too friendly with people the Head Auror doesn't like. I never knew a secretary needed to submit her friends for approval.

Anyway if anyone has a job that requires an amazing woman with a great smile, let me know.

[Warded to Dumbledore]

Longbottom objected to me going undercover with Karkaroff so I quit. If you need anything, let me know. I find that I have a lot more free time on my hand now. Also if Flitwick ever quits, you know where to find me.

[Warded to Moody]

The boss is too afraid that her career will suffer if something goes wrong so she won't allow me to do undercover work.

[Warded to Edgar]

I quit, because she's a career worried useless woman who doesn't even know how things work.

Who: Edgar Bones and Leo Scamander
What: Drinks
Where: Muggle pub, London
When: Wednesday 13th September, 1987 (evening)

( No talk of bed pans )

Potions potions potions potions potions potions and more potions.

I got a new job as a clerk at a potions shop. Yay!

What would happen if I take a Alihotsy Draught and a Calming Draught in rapid succession, would I first get hysterical and then calm down? Or would the two cancel one another out? What if I mixed the two?

Here's an idea! Pepperup in different flavors! Like, maybe mint and strawberry? Or bubblegum!

[Private to Mary MacDonald]

Rita Skeeter at it again, huh? Writing lies just to sell papers.

It's good to be back in England.

But not really.

I am bored. What do wizards do around here for entertainment, nowadays?

Oh no, my secret sorkret has been revealed! You've got me world. I'm a blood thirsty werewolf and all my decades of shennanigans are just to cover it up! HOW SHALL I EVER GO ON!

Okay, but seriously. If you believe a word that leaves Rita Skeeters poison quill you're an idiot and you deserve to be brainwashed by ber tripe. And for the record, if I was a werewolf I still wouldn't care. There is no shame in being a werewolf, they're just people like all the rest of us. Yeah, some of them are assholes, but Wizards aren't all sunshine and lolipops either. Voldemort anyone?

So, in conclusion, Rita Skeeter you can go fuck yourself.

*Added later*
By the way, great photo of me Skeets! I'm going to start selling signed copies of it, all proceeds go to Werewolf Rights. If anyone wants a pic let me know!

Clorinda
You okay?

Mary
She's such a bitch, eh?

Remus
I won't let this get back to you, I swear on my life.

General service announcement: I'd avoid Honeydukes for the foreseeable future. People are getting married after eating toffees! Then again, it could be another remarkable advertising campaign from Pink Floyd.

I don't get to see my family as much as I...maybe want to isn't the right word. As much as I would feel more comfortable with? After a while it just sort of slips my mind, I guess, and then that weird guilt shows up out of absolutely nowhere and I feel like if I don't panic, drop everything, and run I'm the worst kid ever. Which is silly, because I've grown up with some of you and I know what you're like. Not that I'm pointing fingers! But I might be. Anyway, that happened over the weekend and I wound up in the living room I used to do somersaults in yesterday and it was a somewhat enlightening experience. Their lives over the past two decades have hardly changed at all. I can remember almost every piece of furniture from my childhood and my mom handed me the same mug that she's been handing me since I was old enough to drink out of something other than a sippy cup. The routine of it all was nice at first, but in the end it left me feeling uncomfortable. They don't talk to me much about the things in my life they just don't get. They didn't talk to me much at all, really, but I've come to be okay with it. Anyway, while I was there I was offered some last remaining garden vegetables and all I can think to do is make soup out of them. I don't know if it'll be any good, but if you want to taste test for me I'll bring the entire shebang to the office tomorrow. [Ophelia] Anything I can do to help you in your newfound freedom?

So I got married!

It happened Saturday, or Sunday, depending on time zones. It was still Saturday here, but Sunday in Egypt where I got married.

Oh I forgot to mention I married Sirius Black. We met on Saturday, definitely on Saturday regardless of time zone.

It's exciting and adventurous and I never thought I'd get married, but this was the best way to do it: spontaneous, in a tomb and with great sex!

[OOC Added later] Threesomes are perfectly good valid gifts subject to our veto.

Ought to get one of those cards from St. Mungo's that gets stamped for every god damn time I'm admitted. Fill up the card, and get a free cup of coffee.

Very good news: I've got a new lead for a new artefact. I won't tell you what, because it's a surprise (and I don't want anyone else to get his/her hand on it)

Very bad news: Apparently there is a civil war in Sudan. Muggles have been killing each other and foreigners. I think my whiteness sort of lets them know I'm a foreigner. It's the reason why no one else is willing to go.

Good news: There's a war and I won't have competition

Bad news: I'll be gone from the 29th of September until the 9th of October. Don't break Britain while I'm gone.

Everyone should be lining up to tell me how amazing I am. And yes, this is usually something people do just because they feel like it but they should do it extra today because LOOK AT MY BOOTHS THEY ARE GLORIOUS!!!

Why yes, I did install them myself! Thank you for noticing!

Snape
How's Hamlet?

Moony and Prongs
I did something stupid.

Who: Marlene and Edgar
What: Dinner, discussions, winged horse
Where: McKinnon estate
When: evening, 3 September, 1987
Rating: low

( A not so quiet evening )

What's the going rate for a cushion? A nice one. Nothing too flash. Something to make a woman swoon, obviously.

( Dorcas )

( Severus Snape )

It always surprises me how quiet the house seems once Nymphadora goes off to school. I'm wondering if my boys are somehow in a sulk because of this?

[Ted/Andy]

What say we organize something to keep Teddy's mind off the fact that Dora isn't here.

[Sirius/Andy/James]

Received a letter from said daughter already. Apparently there is a rather attractive Defense against the Dark Arts Teacher this year. I'm not sure if I should be warning Harry or Remus of this.

Who: Edgar Bones and Regulus Black
What: Cushion shopping
Where: A shop that sells cushions in Diagon
When: 2nd September, 1981
Rating: Low

( Where did you buy cushions? )

Everyone is a cynic or a hero these days.

Oh, so impressive.

Where's the vice?! Where's the fun?! Even fucking muggles are more subversive these days with their music and fashion and art. And we're flailing around. Boo.

Also: say hello to the brand new fashion & lifestyle ed + writer for the Daily Prophet. HELLO.

It's here! I can't believe how busy it's been. I don't even have any responsibilities this evening, but I feel exhausted just running around making sure everything is ready for our first days of class. Seriously, I'm not sure how Dumbledore, Hagrid, and McGonagall prepare for each year and plan this event every year!

The feast went well, though I'm not sure how the students felt about me. The reputation of this position precedes itself.

Oh, yes. And I officially have no idea what I'm doing.

That is all.

Here ye here ye! The Marauders Den, aka the greatest Nightclub known to Wizardkind, will be opening it's doors in just a few weeks! Which means I'll be looking for people to actually work there. So if you sling a mean drink, are big and/or tough enough to play bouncer, or just generally want to work at the coolest place on earth let me know and I'll see about, like, an interview or something equally as official sounding.

James and Remus
I'm bored. Someone save me from myself.

So much for my grand idea of working at Hogwarts.

Back to the drawing board.

Is anybody hiring?

Who: Anyone who wants to show up (Please add tags)
What: Clorinda is having a party with lots of alcohol
Where: her house, Godric's Hollow
When: Thursday, 31 August, 1987
Rating:

( Let's party )