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11 January, 1998

Professor Pomona Sprout has always been an early riser, out of habit and also to check on her plants. She wakes with the sunlight and to think this morning would be like any other would be particularly silly in the current climate. Her living quarters weren’t far from the Greenhouses, so after she’s done her morning routine checking the plants, she takes the familiar walk back to the Great Hall for breakfast --- and stops short. Across the length of the corridor walls, painted in red, there are names. Not just any names. 

JUSTIN FINCH-FLETCHLEY. OLIVER RIVERS. ROGER MALONE. KEVIN ENTWHISTLE. HERMIONE GRANGER. DEAN THOMAS. COLIN CREEVEY. DENNIS CREEVEY. IRENE DENHOLM. SARAH KEMPSTONE. 

All the wrongly convicted and missing Muggleborns. Professor Sprout keeps walking, her heart in her throat, and pauses again as she enters the Great Hall. ALBUS DUMBLEDORE painted in red directly above the Headmaster’s seat in the Great Hall. CEDRIC DIGGORY above the doors. BERTHA JORKINS on the walls, along with SIRIUS BLACK, AMELIA BONES, SOPHIE BONES, EMMELINE VANCE, DAWN ROPER and the rest of the dead.

WE WON’T FORGET. The largest words of all, above the staff table and in full view of anyone who sits in the Hall. Professor Sprout’s eyes are misty, but they settle on the Carrows at the staff table, waving their wand vigorously at the writing and yelling obscenities. 

“Well, don’t just stand there --- help, you old bat!” Amycus Carrow screams at her when he sees her standing by the doors, and Sprout pushes away her tears so her eyes can harden. Raises her wand half-heartedly and attempts a few spells, but they’re the stuff she learnt in third year Charms class, not anything of particular substance. When the writing doesn’t budge, she shrugs at the Carrows and then proceeds to take her usual seat at the staff table. When McGonagall comes in ten minutes later, she does the same thing. One by one, the staff files in and strangely a group of highly trained wizards and witches can’t seem to remove the writing off the walls. 

3 January, 1998

One can’t help but notice that the Hogwarts Express feels emptier on the journey back to school, several students having taken the opportunity to flee with their families rather than return to being under the Carrows’ watchful eyes. Many can’t blame them, and the usual excitement that fills the train as everyone prepares to return for the second half of the year is rather lacking, replaced instead by a sense of looming dread. For once, almost no one is looking forward to returning to school. 

The blow is somewhat softened, however, when students return to their common rooms after going straight to dinner from Hogsmeade station. Upon every bulletin board, the flyer small and barely noticeable (as though whoever pinned it up felt great shame as they did so), is the following message:

All house Quidditch teams reinstated. Next match: Slytherin versus Ravenclaw, 26 January. 

20th December

Screech.

There’s an abrupt silence that falls oddly throughout the compartments of the Hogwarts Express. In a train carrying hundreds of students, it should’ve been impossible --- but the train had only ever stopped once before, back in third year when the Dementors boarded, so the fact that it has halted now has everyone on edge. Are the Dementors back? Did someone hijack the train? What’s happening? 

After the initial shock, there’s a smattering of panicked discussion that echoes down the long corridor; peoples’ heads are popping out from their doors, trying to see what’s going on, a few first years piping up with high-pitched questioning, seventh years with their hands on their wands. 

“Get back in your compartments now!”

Several doors slam in haste, easily scared off by the sudden appearance of several men in dark robes and masks. They all have their wands raised in warning, but they seem to have a goal in mind; two move towards the compartment right at the end, whilst the others spread themselves down the corridor, ready to stop anyone stupid (or brave) enough to interrupt them. 

The whole incident takes a matter of minutes, maybe ten. Trapped in their compartments, the only thing the students hear are several bangs and shrieks, before the Death Eaters clear out. The braver ones, the older ones, rush to their compartment doors, but the word is already travelling down the train --- hushed this time, no one daring to speak so loudly when the threat of the Death Eaters were still so close.

They took Looney Lovegood. Petrified Weasley and Longbottom who were in the compartment with her, left them and took her. 

Below the cut is an ask meme for our Slytherin party event. This is a bit different than a typical ask meme, so here’s how it will work:

Reblog this post to participate (you can still send things to other people if you don’t participate yourself).

Send a maximum of one symbol to each person who reblogs, so no one gets flooded with more than they can write. 

Unlike typical ask memes, the content of these replies will be considered just as “real” as a normal thread. 

For this reason, event memes do count towards activity. 

We also want to be careful with god-modding here, since anything you send someone is an actual event that will be happening. If you haven’t already discussed it, please shoot a quick message before sending a meme in order to make sure the other player is down with the idea / hasn’t already gotten too many of that same symbol. 

These memes can serve as starters for threads if you wish ! Just make sure you copy & paste the first reply into a new post rather than reblogging the original ask. 

They can also be short if you’d like --- they’re meant to allow for quick, fun interactions like one would have at a party. Although if you’d prefer to go deeper into it, that’s fine too !

TORTURE TW, BLOOD TW, VIOLENCE TW

4 November, 08:40

News travels fast around Hogwarts school, and today the school is buzzing with a horrifying new update. In the few days since the incident at the Halloween feast, everyone has been waiting with bated breath for the Carrows to retaliate or make an example out of one of the protesters --- and last night, they finally did. 

Several Ravenclaws remaining in the common room late heard a ruckus outside the entrance around midnight, followed by Amycus and Alecto bursting in, both looking murderous. Apparently they’d forced a student to grant them access to Ravenclaw tower, and they subsequently made their way up the stairs toward the dormitories to claim their target. Followed by a gaggle of petrified Ravenclaws, the Carrows finally stopped at the seventh-year rooms. They entered the boys’ dormitory. 

Sure enough, their chosen victim was fast asleep, not expecting them in the slightest. 

Michael Corner yelled as he was levitated out of his bed, waking up Terry and Anthony and causing the terrified group of students to follow the Carrows inside the dormitory. Alecto brought him crashing down onto the floor, while Amycus pointed his wand menacingly at the students surrounding the scene. Don’t try anything, his glare warned them. Don’t you dare. 

Alecto’s voice cried out the dreaded crucio and Michael’s screams filled the air, drawing students out of their beds to see what on earth was going on. All watched helplessly, horrified, as though they were in the Great Hall on the 1st of October all over again. Alecto kept her wand on Michael for only a minute, but it felt like an eternity. Everyone had seen him join the protesters outside during the Halloween feast, but he’d been one of many. Why was he the one the Carrows had decided to punish? This question wasn’t answered, for the moment Michael’s cries settled, Alecto levitated him into the air once more and promptly floated him out of the room, Amycus following to make sure no students tried to stop them. 

That was the last anyone saw or heard from Michael Corner until this morning. 

Word spread quickly, of course, and it hasn’t taken long for students to piece together exactly what led up to these events. Apparently, the Carrows were just waiting for an excuse to punish any of the Halloween protest offenders, and one presented itself when Michael was caught yesterday morning attempting to release a first-year they’d chained up in punishment. He wouldn’t admit anything, of course, but the whole thing reeked of Dumbledore’s Army. At the time that he was caught, he was given a week’s worth of detentions... so no one had any reason to believe the Carrows would ambush him the way they did. 

No one knows what happened to Michael after he was taken from Ravenclaw tower, and no one is sure when he’ll be seen next. A few fifth-year Slytherins are swearing they heard screams all through the night, coming from a nearby dungeon --- but no one is sure of anything. 

That is, until now, when the seventh-year Ancient Runes class meets at its usual morning time. Eyes keep glancing worriedly at Michael’s empty seat, but no one has to wait long before the classroom door opens. He enters the room silently, escorted by none other than Amycus Carrow, and moves ghostlike to his seat. Michael has never looked worse for the wear --- it’s obvious that the Carrows attempted to clean him up slightly in order to cause less alarm, but there are still bits of dried blood all over his face and in his hair, he’s limping a bit as a clear result of a hastily and poorly mended broken leg, and he’s still trembling ever so slightly as he sits wordlessly and stares ahead. He’s like this for the entirety of the class, not speaking a word to anyone even after Amycus Carrow leaves. 

It’s only after the class is over that his horrified classmates decide to escort him to the hospital wing, where Madam Pomfrey insists that he must rest and cannot have visitors for the rest of the day. But everyone is curious, everyone wants to know --- what happened to you, Michael?

November 22, 1997.

9:30am. Sixth-year Gryffindor Ginny Weasley is called to the Headmaster’s office under unknown circumstances to meet with Snape and the Carrows. 

12:00pm. By now, word has spread throughout Gryffindor House and a good percentage of the rest of the school that Ginny was officially removed from her position as Gryffindor Quidditch captain and chaser, due to her suspected involvement and leadership role in the illicit group calling itself Dumbledore’s Army. The decision is met primarily with widespread outrage due to the fact that it was done without proof (if they had proof, surely Ginny would be facing a punishment far more severe than a ban from the Quidditch team), and without consulting Professor McGonagall, her head of house. 

4:45pm. A large group of angry students --- primarily Gryffindors, but with representation from other houses as well --- gathers outside of the Headmaster’s office to protest this unfair ruling. Snape and the Carrows are yelled at and loudly booed when they arrive at the scene to deal with the students, who argue that Ginny should be reinstated in her position and these unfair punishment practices must be put to a stop. The crowd is dissipated before tensions can escalate to physical violence, but most of the students participating are given detention. 

November 27, 1997

It was the few students who had the unfortunate luck to be walking by Amycus Carrow’s office as he realised what has happened to it that became the first hissed warnings to the rest of the castle. Anyone who had been within the Professor’s line of fire had fled the corridor as soon as they heard his scream of anger, and surrounding students and ghosts reported back his uncontrollable ranting in rage about hooligans within the school, accompanied by a string of threats aimed vaguely at the student population.

Peeves, ever the instigator, had hurried to see the damage made within the office after Carrow had stormed, fuming, toward Headmaster Snape’s office. The room had been seriously vandalised --- vulgar curses graffiti-ed along the walls, furniture overturned, parchment ripped. Peeves had dodged out of the way by the time Carrow returned with Snape to assess the damage, but he passed onto Neville Longbottom that Carrow had been very clear that he believed DA members to be the culprits. News spread throughout the DA that Amycus had been greatly enraged by their destruction and vandalism --- good, they thought. Anything that resulted in the Carrows being slowed down was worth doing in the DA’s book. 

25th December

It’s Christmas Day and that morning’s edition of the Daily Prophet is distributed as usual, with many receiving it as they open their various presents and watch the swirling snow outside their windows. There’s a general feeling of peace on this holiday morning, with many families temporarily forgetting about the still-raging war outside and taking a moment of stillness to themselves. It comes as a shock to everyone, therefore, when the Daily Prophet arrives with a jarring headline splayed across the front page: 

BATHILDA BAGSHOT FOUND DEAD AS HARRY POTTER FLEES GODRIC’S HOLLOW

Hardly anyone can believe it --- there’s been no sighting of Potter since August, and everyone’s assumed by now that he’s fled the country and sought out refuge abroad. People of all loyalties scan the article hungrily, taking in the new information in shock: Renowned magical historian Bathilda Bagshot died last night. A reliable source saw Harry Potter and Hermione Granger fleeing her home. Only narrowly escaped. All are encouraged to be on the lookout for Potter and report any information to the Ministry immediately. Investigations into the cause of Miss Bagshot’s death are underway.