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27 December 1984 @ 05:11 pm

New Year's Eve Masquerade! For Tuesday

Octavius believed hiring someone to organise an event for him meant they would actually organise an event for him. Unfortunately, that notion proved to be a false one when the organiser left him high and dry in the middle of the month, but Octavius persevered. With the help of himself, Mira, occasionally Lottie Sweeting, and an army of lackeys, the night of the masquerade had come together as beautifully as possible.

Lottie had, for once, actually done her job, and at either entrance of the grand foyer were attendants handing out beautifully crafted half-masks to party-goers, and collecting them as people left. The ballroom was majestic and shimmering, the music was softly thrumming, the drinks were pouring, and the mood was infectious. All in all, Octavius thought, it was a satisfactory night to end a rather satisfactory year. After the chaos and excitement that had chased him all throughout 1983, he was rather happy to have had a (comparably) quiet year.

"Can you make sure Miss Warbeck is ready to begin?" he murmured to an attendant nearby who then scurried off. The Wizarding Wireless Network had, after all, promised a wonderful surprise at midnight! Octavius needed to ensure everything went perfectly.

The flash of a nearby photographer made Octavius scowl, annoyed was he at even the few press witches and wizards who had paid handsomely to be at the charity event tonight. The publicity was good, no one could deny that, and the masks concealed everyone's identity at least marginally so there was no grievous intrusion on privacy, but that didn't mean Octavius enjoyed their presence.

He rolled up the sleeve of his dress robe to check his watch, then his eyes darted back to the stage. It was five minutes to midnight! What, for heaven's sake, was Celestina Warbeck taking so long to appear onto an already dressed stage? Shaking his head agitatedly, Octavius cut through a path through the brightly coloured bodies in the mingling crowd to check on his star performer.

OOC Read this for questions, or ask me! Fluid time, so feel free to thread before/after kisses. Again, the "compulsion" to find your kissing partner kicks in 5-10 minutes before midnight and could be anything from thinking you should walk and get some punch to being mystifyingly sexually attracted to the masked stranger at your side. HAVE FUN! GO WILD ♥ AND HAPPY NEW YEAR'S MY GORGEOUS GALS.

Tags: adian rosenberg, adrian mattias, andrea johnson, anneliese jugson, bertram aubrey, bess fawcett, bianca aubrey, billie trimble, caden flint, cassandra parkinson, charles spinnet, charlotte sweeting, drystan fawcett, edward pennifold, elizabeth fortescue, elliot alderton, elphias doge, estella flint, ethan jordan, flynn wright, franziska dolohov, gabriel corner, galvin gudgeon, glenda prewett, graciela pennifold, greta catchlove, group, henry wadcock, howell williams, iwan quigley, jake bexley, jeremiah whitehorn, kalista borgin, larkin whitby, louis bonaccord, mackenzie goldstein, magnolia mattias, mattie scarpin, max fancourt, melania comstock, michal conway lynch, miles lufkin, mirabelle jasper, miranda frobisher, nicodemo penrose, nicola scarpin, nora peakes, octavius pepper, odette boot, oliver comstock, orion sinistra, penelope fawcett, phoebe smethwyck, rachel corner, ralph frobisher, remus lupin, rose knightley, rupert brookstanton, saoirse mullet, savannah davies, sebastian goldstein, seth wadcock, therese bonaccord, west sumpter, william jugson, winnifred llewellyn

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thenewstoday

14 June 1981 @ 07:48 am

Order of the Phoenix

It was best to take matters into his own hands. The Order of the Phoenix had been infiltrated, and to calm the nerves of its members, Albus was going to meet with each one to manage a questioning of sorts. Auror Longbottom had used the word 'interrogation' but until he could find answers, Albus was going to believe in the group he had put together. While he wasn't naive, he did know how easily people could be corrupted, he had faith in the members of the Order, knowing that they had all always shown great strength when it came to making choices between right and wrong.

He sent out a patronus to one member at a time, not wanting to create a crowd in the house for that would only cause to build more tension. Dumbledore knew that the war did not seem to be turning in their favor, but while he was a man who loved to find answers, he always had a faith that would allow him to do so. He sat in the kitchen area, going over some final reports that his professors had finished while he waited for the next Order member to arrive.

The tentative footsteps approached the table and Dumbledore kept his head bowed for a moment before lifting his gaze up to meet the next Order member.

"Have a seat. Would you like a lemon drop?" He pushed the candy dish across the table.

( OOC )

Tags: aberforth dumbledore, alice longbottom, benjy fenwick, edgar bones, emmeline vance, frank longbottom, group, james potter, lily potter, order of the phoenix, ralph frobisher, remus lupin

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misterprongs

05 August 1980 @ 11:33 pm

PATRONUS TO ALL ORDER MEMBERS

( SENT A LITTLE AFTER THE EARTHQUAKE HIT )

Tags: aberforth dumbledore, frank longbottom, james potter, marissa macfusty, order of the phoenix, patronus, ralph frobisher, remus lupin, sturgis podmore

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misterprongs

07 December 1979 @ 06:38 pm

Order -- dated for after the patronus?

James rapped his fingers quickly on the counter of the bar, watching the doorway as the Order members slowly trickled in. He knew it was the middle of the bloody day and people were at work and couldn't just up and leave, but seeing as the Order had a bit of a reputation of being jobless members of society, James had become accustomed to immediate reactions.

And he was fucking pissed off, so his patience was running very, very thin.

He'd been angry about the M.A.G.I.C. Act, he had been furious, but for the most part, James had kept a level head so that Lily didn't completely lose her mind. He was being a good spouse that way, remaining calm and giving some sort of clear point of view, but fuck if he could continue doing that. There was no way he would allow his wife to live in some complex that would most likely be guarded by death eaters that had infiltrated the ministry, while the rest of her rights as a witch were being stripped away and---he and Lily already had a target on their back, and sticking her in a place where they knew your every bloody mood--

His head snapped up as someone slid onto the seat beside him, and James let out a strong breath from his nose, looking back down. The wards on the bar made any visitor who wasn't in the Order turn away with the thought of missing a healer appointment, so James felt no worry in blurting,

"I'm ready to fucking kill someone."

Tags: james potter, order of the phoenix, remus lupin

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misterprongs

27 July 1979 @ 02:39 pm

Order

James sat in the corner of the Order house's living room, bending his shoulders in to fit against the walls. With his knees up and head pushed as far back as he could, it seemed that he was literally trying to disappear between the cracks, to become one with the stagnant, unfeeling wall. He couldn't hear the soft murmuring that was going around the house, he'd tuned himself out of that what felt like ages ago. If he dared pay attention again, it would only force him to listen to the crying and horrible mutterings of the rest of the Order. The only reason he'd left the house was to await any sort of news from the Longbottoms, who had apparently come up with a valid way to capture Travers, the fucking bastard---

"James."

His eyes lifted to stare up at Emmeline Vance, who was far too dressed up to be here.

"Why are you wearing that?" he muttered. She looked down at the green dress and sighed, pulling at the ponytail that looked like it'd been done and undone a hundred times.

"I was at Jugson's wedding when--everything."

"Oh." James looked down and across the living room to try and garner the other members' faces. He didn't want to deal with them, but felt this unnerving need to. "What?" he asked when Emmeline didn't move.

"I took a calming serum from the basement," she said quietly, "for--Anneliese, my friend? She's--Jugson, and...pregnant, and--"

"Fine."

He watched her twitch and then she turned to cross the room again, and James' gaze dropped back down to the ground. What the hell did it matter, anyway? Not like they did any sort of good any more, the Order. They'd let one of their own get taken, right out from under their noses. What was the point?

( OOC )

Tags: caradoc dearborn, dedalus diggle, edgar bones, emmeline vance, fabian prewett, gideon prewett, james potter, lily potter, peter pettigrew, remus lupin

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alongday

12 July 1979 @ 02:17 pm

Order!

"Say cheese!"

Alice set the camera on its timer and rushed forward to slide under Frank's arm. The room filled with a chorus of 'CHEESE' and a loud grumbling of 'No' as the flash nearly blinded everyone in the room.

"Goodness, Alice," Emmeline Vance mumbled, pressing her hands into her eyes. Alice blinked a few times to try and rid her vision of the rainbow-colored spots and hurried (well, stumbled, wow--that flash was very bright) back to the camera to catch the picture as it fell out of the front. Swiftly, she held it up to watch it come into focus and instantly her vision was cleared. Oh, see. They were such a lovely bunch, even if a few of them hated each other.

You were allowed to hate someone and still look lovely together, Alice believed.

"Okay! Well!" She waved her free hand around, anyone who wanted to look at the picture (though she could probably make copies! Ooh--) could come up and snatch it away from her...not without a fight, of course, "Food is---"

Alice watched as the group immediately dispersed toward the food and drinks and other activities she and Frank and Marlie had managed to set up in the Longbottom's rather expanse backyard. Yes, the Order, while amazing crime fighters, also had the keenest sense of of smell and taste--or was it just they were really hungry?

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misterpadfoot

30 April 1979 @ 12:45 pm

rp thread - remus and sirius

WHO Remus Lupin and Sirius Black
WHAT Sirius is saaaaaaaaaafe.
WHERE Order house, after he's rescued! but during the GH fight, so James hasn't been there yet.
WHY 'Cause duh.
RATING TBD.

Despite his aching muscles, Sirius shot straight up into a sitting position, gasping for air and looking around the room and blinking wildly. This was much to bright of a room, too cheerful to be... Sirius didn't actually know where he was supposed to be or where he was he looked down at his chest to see it wrapped tight with a bandage and groaned. He poked the red spot and cursed at the pain that shot through his entire side. Ow, okay not doing that again. He swallowed and looked around the room again, trying for sure to determine where he was. This... it wasn't home, that was for sure. He would know if it was home. It didn't smell bad, but his tongue felt numb and who knew if that affected it or not.

Groaning some more, Sirius pushed the blanket aside with his bandaged hands, it seemed like whoever had put them on didn't really heal them, probably just dabbed them in potions, and Sirius swung his feet over the side of the bed and reached for his wand that he always kept on the bed stand, only it wasn't there. Where was his wand? This definitely wasn't home. Sirius stood up, hunched and with one hand wrapped lightly around his middle. He was only wearing boxer shorts so he shivered a little and was trying to figure out how he was going to escape this place without a wand, clothes and a left leg that didn't seem to want to bend because of the cast. The door creaked open and Sirius froze as if he moved his position would be given away. He squinted slightly to make out the profile of the person carrying a tray of...was that soup? Sirius's stomach gave an involuntary growl at the thought of soup and he bit his lip to keep himself from yelling at it when he recognized the soup-carrier.

"Remus?" he rasped out, wondering what Remus was doing, being his captor.

Tags: remus lupin, sirius black

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advancingly

13 January 1979 @ 07:41 pm

Who: Emmeline Vance and Remus Lupin and guests
What: Remus overhears some interesting news
Where: Some...where
When: Toooonight, full moon

( I couldn't think of a better place to come with the full moon approaching. Sorry for the surprise... )

Tags: emmeline vance, remus lupin