Wands & Order

Who: Morag & Isaac Macdougal
What: Discussion of recent events
When: Friday, February 8, 2005 - early evening
Where: Morag's flat in London
Rating: G
Status: Closed, complete (narrative).



“This is stupid,” Isaac said. If they’d been anywhere other than her flat, Morag had no doubt that his words would have echoed.

“Do you think I don’t know that? Merlin, Isaac – it’s my life they’ve decided to ruin.” She was pacing. It was a nervous habit and she wasn’t sure where she’d picked it up, but it was worse than if she’d been fidgeting or ripping up paper. Her skirts swished about her ankles as she picked up a book. A moment later and she’d put the book back down only to raise a bauble from Greece so she could look at it more closely.

( Continued... )

Who: Wizarding's posh, young stars?
What: Drinking (to be sure), probably some smoking, flirting, hook-ups (that's right! relationship drama!), drama, and the "incidental" meeting of two Smiths...
Where: Malcolm Baddock's flat
When: FRIDAY, JANUARY 11TH at 10pm through the morning!
Rating: PG-13, but we can be sure that there will be some R moments...
Status: Open (to a degree), incomplete.
Note: The writer of this thread asks that if you decide to use the bedrooms of the flat to write smut, you label your threads as such.

The bar was laden with liquor and beer. Chips and dip were out, as were various fruits, cheese balls, and a chocolate fountain. A nice selection of soft drinks and juice (both for mixers and for the non-drinkers), the perfect decor... yes, the flat was dressed for success and stocked for a blowout. Malcolm couldn't have done better under the same circumstances, frankly. And he was certainly proud of himself.

He had gone around straightening the three bedrooms, three bathrooms, living room, and balcony; he had taken everything out of the fridge.

The first guests (some part-time employees from work and some of the neighbors) had already arrived, and now Malcolm was busying himself in the mirror. Perfect.

Who: Kingsley Shacklebolt and Morag Macdougal.
What: A random moment of running into and conversation.
Where: Entrance to St Mungos.
When 9th of January, evening-ish.
Rating Nothing of note, yet.
Status Open, in progress.

( There is a reason for everything. )

( Owls to Bell, Brocklehurst, C. Weasley, Davies, Dobbs, Ollerton/Smith, Finch-Fletchley, Finnigan, Frobisher, Johnson, Longbottom, MacDougal,Macmillan, Malfoy, Nott, Potter, Tonks, Warrington, Wood, Z. Smith, Summerby )

( Owl to Bulstrode )

( Owl to Hopkins )

( Left at Morag MacDougal's home address )

Who: Morag MacDougal & Lucy Tonks
What: Morag and Luce bump into one another. This thread will contain someone--or something--being bludgeoned with a wooden board covered in nails. I will make it work, Cai, you'll see. Er. Translation: warning for yob violence.
Where: Brixton, London
When: 1st January, evening (slightly backdated for me.)
Rating: Er. R, likely.
Status: Open; incomplete (I dare someone to jump in on yob violence.)

Luce was rather put out that she wasn't laying up at this moment with the mother of all hangovers. It wasn't right that someone under the age of fifty hadn't managed to have some fun on New Years Eve.

Although, she reminded herself, that wasn't exactly the truth. True, she hadn't went out last night and got completely and utterly hammered but she'd spent it with the majority of the her family, sprawled out across the sofa watching Jools Holland. Robbie had, on more than one occasion, thrown a pillow at her for singing along to nearly everything. It had been a bit like being a teenager again and Luce had enjoyed nearly every minute of it.

Still, it was more than a little irritating having to be told about everything that had happened in Carl's party instead of actually being there to experience it.

This was the main reason behind Luce deciding not to stay inside, wrapped in her duvet in the living room watching comedy shows she'd already seen a million times. If one more person rang her, she was quite sure she'd have to kill someone in the most painful and brutal way her mind could possibly come up with. Earphones firmly plugged in, AC/DC blaring loudly in her ears, Luce found herself wandering down the street, wondering absent-mindedly if Patrick would've opened up the video shop today. She was rather desperately in need of something to keep her entertained while she pulled the phone out later tonight.

( Heavily Warded & Hexed Owl to G. Pritchard )

WHO: All characters have been invited.
WHAT: A Yule Ball
WHERE: The Fourth Floor (Attic)
WHEN: Saturday - Thursday
RATING: All

The Attic contains servants quarters, guest rooms, a reading room, a dark room, studio and a roof-parlor with a fireplace adjacent to a large observation deck. A flight of stairs leads to the Loft and then another leads to the Tower Room, or Lookout, where one would has a majestic view of the surrounding mountains.

WHO: All characters have been invited.
WHAT: A Yule Ball
WHERE: The First Floor
WHEN: Saturday - Thursday
RATING: All

The First Floor of the castle is entered by climbing the stone steps to the porch at the side of the Castle, walking around the veranda to the front of the castle where you enter a door into the Vestibule. This room is paneled in in oak and contains a window seat.

Between the vestibule and the Great Hall is a stained-glass window incorporating the initial "B" inside a heart. You then enter the spacious Main Hall where the first sight you see is a broad Grand Staircase. Under the Grand Staircase is a door to the Foundation Level of the castle. The Castle's main floor also contains a Reception Room, the family's Dining Room, a library, a ballroom,the kitchen, butler's pantry, storerooms, and a dining room for the maids and servants.

WHO: All characters have been invited.
WHAT: A Yule Ball
WHERE: The Tower
WHEN: the night of December 15, 2004
RATING: All

From the towers of the castle, London can be seen in the distance, the faltering lights of the muggle city stretched out for miles. The stars that hung overhead were faint but still present, glimmering against the backdrop of the shimmer of fading building lights. The paraphets were empty, shadows of the past still lingering in the aged surface of the walls, worn down by years of siege and strife long before any wizard present had been born.

WHO: All characters have been invited.
WHAT: A Yule Ball
WHERE: The Bathrooms
WHEN: the night of December 15, 2004
RATING: All
NOTES: Mei was good enough to find all these pictures (we love you!). And this bathroom is here because she insisted on it. Just saying. As we could find no pictures of a Grand Bathroom, you get a castle one.

The bathrooms are the one facility that was never updated with the rest of the castle. Drafty and cold, they provide a measure of isolation but little in the way of comfort. Stone walls shield them effectively from the music, the only sound within the echo of one voice, then another.

WHO: All characters have been invited.
WHAT: A Yule Ball
WHERE: The Bar & Dining Area
WHEN: the night of December 15, 2004
RATING: All

The tables were decked in deep crimson and black, each one topped by holly sprigs for Yule. House elves dashed from table to table, carrying heavy trays as they placed crystal goblets at place settings, to the music of the four musicians in the corner. Guests began seating themselves at tables- no formal place cards had been set, in hopes that wizards and witches would mill as they pleased.

In the back of the room stretched a long bar, with human and goblin bartenders working side by side. Two of the men have a contest going, juggling bottles in between mixing drinks. The goblin is winning.

WHO: All characters have been invited.
WHAT: A Yule Ball
WHERE: The Gardens & Hedge Maze
WHEN: the night of December 15, 2004
RATING: All

Cold, crisp air greets guests as they step out into the night. The sound of water trickling through a fountain teases the ear as the thorned tangles of roses weaving in and out of one another in the gardens does so to the eye. The walkway here is lined with stones, many of them charmed to sparkle, then fade like tiny stars, illuminating the area only slightly. The hum of music can still be heard here, like a lover's murmur against the ear.

In the distance, the tall green of a hedge maze towers. The walls are higher than any human could measure, grown through the use of magic. Spells still seem to reside inside its leaves, the energy crackling slightly towards those who enter.

WHO: All characters have been invited.
WHAT: A Yule Ball
WHERE: The Ballroom
WHEN: the night of December 15, 2004
RATING: All

The music begins. The soft swell of a cello opens the song, answered by the strain of violins as couples begin to move to the floor. The soft sounds of rustling fabrics and slippers on marble are complimented by rushed whispers and hurried breaths as the dance starts. The walls are lined with those who do not dance, some sitting in chairs, others staring enviously at those who do.