WHAT THE BLOODY HELL IS HAPPENING? (this is all very absurd.)
MINISTRY OF MAGIC
sorry, it seems the ministry of magic is out of order right now! literally. every single time you step through a door, you end up somewhere entirely else. it looks like all the rooms have been scrambled and apparition is not working. this is going to make registration even more of a pain in the arse, isn't it? while ministry officials try to figure out the root of this problem, perhaps you can test your fortune by wandering through a couple more entryways for the right department or attempt to find the nearest exit. best of luck to you!
DIAGON ALLEY
if you're planning a trip to diagon alley, perhaps you should choose another date. the streets have inexplicably been swarmed with different types of creatures and most of them don't look particularly friendly. you might want to watch out what you decide to pet. but have no fear! the ministry are sending their best to come and round up all these beasts — at least once they've located the exit. feel free to risk going about your business or even assist with the problem at hand though. no one's going to stop you. just remember: don't harm the creatures!
HOGWARTS
why are we suddenly back in hogwarts? well, it's happening! feel free to explore the inner walls of the castle or, perhaps, venture out into the grounds. there is just the slightest catch. you're not actually physically there. it's a real out of body experience, yet, for the oddest reason, everyone can see and feel you all the same. try to avoid going out into the forbidden forest though. it's not the safest of places and you can still get hurt!
M.I.A.V.I.
not in the mood to go out? or maybe you're stuck in the waiting room at st. mungo's because you've been bit by a rowdy beast you tried to pick up. disregarding the reason, it's sure a good thing you've conveniently brought along your m.i.a.v.i. pen so feel free to browse the public network, create your own post, or private message someone!
OTHER
not interested in any of the options above? feel free to make up your own! the wizarding world is huge, so get creative with it. the setting is october of 1980. have fun testing out and shaping your characters, mingle with others, and start getting those crs down!
[ He stares at the crossed out words for a moment, stares at the message from Ron Weasley. Stares at the wall of the small shop he's tucked himself in the back of. ]
[The first message is an absolutely unreadable mess: the ink has run together and it's clear she cried all over it. Some things you get over, and some things you don't: Cho literally ran away to the muggle world to avoid thinking about him and now here he is.]
[ When he thinks about her, and they were still at the point where he honestly had trouble thinking of anyone else, he thinks of someone sweet and smart with a Scottish accent that made him smile more than any other Scottish accent in all of Hogwarts. He thinks of her smiling up at him. He hates to think of her crying. ]
I'm going to let Ron Weasley tell me, Cho. He's coming anyway, and I don't...I don't want to put that on you, yeah?
But I'd like to see you, if that's not too much. To ask.
[Then, an address in some part of muggle London. She should probably have picked some sort of neutral ground, but it's the address to her flat because apparently she's going all in on stupid decisions.]
[It's early evening before he finds his way to Muggle London. He hasn't registered, though he would have if he'd not seen Ron. But he's wandered around by himself for some time, trying to come to terms with the fact that at seventeen, he's dead. He doesn't really get to have a life.
Trying to come to terms with the fact that his best chance is if they never figure out how to send them back.
His knock is light on the door, and when she answers, his first thought is that she was right - if they'd passed in Diagon Alley, he wouldn't have recognized her. But knowing...he can see parts of the Cho Chang he...he's honestly still in love with. ]
[There's a moment when she opens the door and she's not - she's sixteen again, nervously telling him to be careful, be safe. Never in her wildest dreams imagining that he wouldn't come back at all, even though she . . . Her mother was always fond of saying that omens couldn't be ignored, and it was an especially bad one that four Champions had been chosen. Four was never a good number, too close to death itself.]
Sorry. Come in - if you have questions I'll. I'll try and answer them. I know . . . more than Weasley, in certain ways.
[ He can imagine for a moment, that it's just like that moment outside the tent before he went close to the maze with only his dad as company. That she's sixteen and everything's going to be just fine. Technically, he's fine. He's minutes, maybe, from not being fine.
And somehow he's not fine at all. He bites the inside of his lip before ducking in. ]
He was short on the details. I kind of had a feeling he didn't think they'd do me much good.
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Cho, I never even hoped that you'd be here too. Are you - we - from the same space in time?
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It'sYou[There's no response for a moment, and then:]
Did someone tell you?
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[ He stares at the crossed out words for a moment, stares at the message from Ron Weasley. Stares at the wall of the small shop he's tucked himself in the back of. ]
I'm gone, aren't I.
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Some things you get over, and some things you don't: Cho literally ran away to the muggle world to avoid thinking about him and now here he is.]
Sorry.
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I'm going to let Ron Weasley tell me, Cho. He's coming anyway, and I don't...I don't want to put that on you, yeah?
But I'd like to see you, if that's not too much. To ask.
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[It's not exactly a no, but she figures that should probably be made clear. Twenty years is a long time.]
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[ It doesn't, to him. And he doesn't trust that it's even true, not matter how much time has passed. ]
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[Then, an address in some part of muggle London. She should probably have picked some sort of neutral ground, but it's the address to her flat because apparently she's going all in on stupid decisions.]
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Trying to come to terms with the fact that his best chance is if they never figure out how to send them back.
His knock is light on the door, and when she answers, his first thought is that she was right - if they'd passed in Diagon Alley, he wouldn't have recognized her. But knowing...he can see parts of the Cho Chang he...he's honestly still in love with. ]
Hey.
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[There's a moment when she opens the door and she's not - she's sixteen again, nervously telling him to be careful, be safe. Never in her wildest dreams imagining that he wouldn't come back at all, even though she . . . Her mother was always fond of saying that omens couldn't be ignored, and it was an especially bad one that four Champions had been chosen. Four was never a good number, too close to death itself.]
Sorry. Come in - if you have questions I'll. I'll try and answer them. I know . . . more than Weasley, in certain ways.
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[ He can imagine for a moment, that it's just like that moment outside the tent before he went close to the maze with only his dad as company. That she's sixteen and everything's going to be just fine. Technically, he's fine. He's minutes, maybe, from not being fine.
And somehow he's not fine at all. He bites the inside of his lip before ducking in. ]
He was short on the details. I kind of had a feeling he didn't think they'd do me much good.