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Prior to the Wizarding Wars, there was chaos in the muggle world and the pangs of their violence struck a malice that would change the world forever. But before that flame would engulf them all, it started as a match. Will it be struck, or will it be tossed into water?

PRIORIHQ is a Harry Potter Roleplay set in 1947 post-WW2 in the muggle world. It follows canon and original characters through the early stages of the first wizarding war and the evil that lingers in dark corners. Without a side to choose, who will give into their fear and who will give into hope?

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“Your patience is quite admirable, Finnigan,” He said, a roll of his eyes following his interruption of the customer before him. “Would you mind if I made a suggestion? I’m not sure you carry it here, but some scleranthus or cerrato is duly needed. They inspire decision making and inner certainty— something that is clearly lacking here.”

Location: Floriblunders Who: Anyone

“ — i could help you make a decision if you need help, that is what i am here for after all. “ fiona’s brows raised as she spoke, watching the customer that had been mulling over making a decision for quite some time now.

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“There was a scream.” The detail was given with a breath, the weight of what it should hold lost on his tongue and even more so on his shoulders. “But you know children, Severus. They do the same strangled cries for good and bad. They have yet to know the difference, or the integrity of silence.”

His weariness surrounding the dark arts only lapped at his practice of it, leaving his curiosities dry and in need of something saturate them. He had yet to know what the gathering was but those same inclinations inspired the hope of something vile, something to keep him awake at night aside from his own atrocities. He was always looking for something worse than what he’d committed in order to find solace. 

“You’ve got an inch over me, go on. If it’s horrid, be the one who cries wolf,” He said with a smirk, a hint that he already knew what was beyond the crowd.

location; diagon alley

Exiting Slug & Jiggers, Severus tapped the familiar pattern around the lock, setting the wards on the shop for the night. Could he have left earlier? Sure, but getting ahead on the next day’s brewing was preferable to spending an evening in the dingy worker’s cottage that he called home. As he made his way down towards the Leaky cauldron (the last thing he wanted to do tonight was cook - the pub fare would more than suffice) he spotted a crowd gathered around one of the empty shops. Now that was unusual. Curiosity piqued, he carefully made his way down the cobbled street, slowing as he reached the edges of the cluster. “Don’t tell me it’s another one of those awful puppet shows.” He sneered, craning his neck to gaze over the crowd.

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 He should have recognized him the moment he entered the shop. Mulciber always found it difficult to decide if it was a shadow that hung over his former classmate’s face when he loomed the corner of his eye, or some refracted light. His eyes, like so many others, tried to cover up the ghastly scar and conceal from their own gaze, only for their excuses to falter the moment he fully entered his line of sight. It wasn’t until the soft clinking turned into a crash that he was certain this was none other than Remus Lupin, the restlessness attributed to his former house still on his slippery fingers. It should have been more apparent at the sight on him on his knees, where most people believed he belonged. Blood purity or not, there was a consensus that his kind weren’t tainted but rather poisoned. 

“That coat only makes you look ridiculous, you know,” Mulciber said, watching the scene before him come to a close. “Maybe you wouldn’t have to pay for it if you used some fear tactic, use that ghastly thing to your advantage.” 

location: the apothecary. status: open.

shopping was already that last thing that remus wanted to do, but now that there was a curfew he was just about five seconds away from starting a garden on his flat balcony. at least then he could avoid the gaze of strange wizards who seemed to admire his facial scars with terror. for once, remus didn’t really care much. they were only afraid, because of the circumstances that fell to the wizarding world as a whole. there were some people who played ignorant, pretending that everything was fine. 

with his big trench coat on, remus lupin shielded himself from the cool air and cold stares. walking into the apothecary, he wasted no time in darting towards the healing potions. he stood there for a moment, looking at the shelves in confusion as he searched for a small vial of dittany essence. a sort of panic started to brew as the werewolf struggled to find such a vital ingredient to relieve his transformation pains. 

finally he saw it, but perhaps he was a bit too excited– because whenever he reached to grab it, the bottle decided to fall and shatter onto the wooden flooring. 

❝‌   shit.  ❞ and he fell to his knees and tried his best to clean up the mess.

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ABOUT THESEUS MULCIBER

FAMILY SYNOPSIS

The Mulciber Family have an active role in wizarding politics. Many of the children have sought out careers in the Ministry beyond working in small departments such as damage control. With so many children, they have been known as a force to be reckoned with as the father has served as a judge for those of his children practicing law, and he does not let family affect his vote. However, that have never stopped the success of the children.

The family has a bias towards blood purity but have never openly discussed it in fear of being ridiculed. They have supported the Dark Lord in secret and their father, Mulciber Sr., has tried to have his children join the death eater ranks. Many of his children, however, have either not been deemed fit or would prefer to support this from afar.

Of the seven children, their youngest child was born far later than the rest and was essentially raised as an only child. He was taught blood purity bias nearly since his infancy and his opinions are stronger than that of his siblings. It has made him the perfect candidate for not only a supporter of the Dark Lord, but someone to be close in his ranks.

When Theseus, the youngest, was only fourteen his father passed away and left the head of the household to him as he was the only child still living in the household.

The youngest Mulciber son, right above Theseus, had fallen out of love with magic and sought out a life away from it. It confused most of the family, but they decided to become as uninvolved as possible in order to avoid a scandal. No one has heard from him in three years.

His siblings were housed primarily in Ravenclaw, though Theseus is one of the few exceptions to be placed in Slytherin.

CHARACTER SYNOPSIS

When Theseus began his schooling at Hogwarts, the immaculate reputation of his siblings preceded him and he was instantly recognized as a Mulciber child. Many of his friends refered to him as Mulciber, and many struggled to remember that this isn’t his first name. He still struggles to answer to Theseus at times.

He seemed to be independent of many friend groups in his Hogwarts House, but he is far from being an outcast or a people pleaser. He has many different friends even though the majority are from Ravenclaw and Slytherin, and tend to be purebloods. As he’s gotten older, how close he is to certain friends has dwindled away though he is polite... to an extent. He was always easy to read and has a tell-tale sign of crinkling his nose when he doesn’t approve of something.

Because of the way he openly interacted with those of varying blood status and house affiliation, it had lead to a lot of strife between him and his housemates. Some had tried to start fights with him but he’d been able to settle them down and stress that while he did interact with mudbloods and other houses, a lot of it came from pity. He insisted that in the end, creating an acquaintanceship will benefit them all in the end and even make it easier to plant a seed that will result in their inevitable downfall in the years to come. This is a belief he still follows.

Mulciber’s focus had always been on his studies, which is why he was nearly placed in Ravenclaw, but the intentions of what he does with what he has learned have always been self-serving. It served him well as he now works as an Unspeakable, but it did leave him rather isolated.

While Theseus has a reputation for taking the role as damage control in his friend groups, he isn’t as forgiving as he appears to be. He is rather spiteful and has taken it upon himself to take revenge upon those who have proved to be imbeciles, in his opinion, or are in need of a lesson. 

While he is friends with many, he keeps many things about his life private. This has lead to some rumors regarding his sexuality, though Theseus isn’t very concerned about it. In fact, Theseus and another man had been briefly engaged with plans to have a private life together but they disagreed on the secrets he not only was forced to keep at work, but in his affairs. The privacy of his life, he believes, has deemed him not only untrustworthy but even, quite possibly, unlovable. 

The incident with Mary MacDonald plagued Theseus for many years. He practiced dark magic in his school years but in private, making trips to Hogsmeade days where he could bring terror on his peers as a means of practice. He was particularly fascinated by the way a spell marks a wand and wanted to sever the tie in order to practice whatever he could without being caught. When his classmates bean picking on Mary, he ave in to the spell he was working on, while incomplete, and it backfired. It was worse than he intended and the incident not only scarred Mary but those involved. Theseus had always been proficient in hexes and jinxes, fascinated by curses, but he had never seen the effects like this. He strayed away from dark magic for many years.

Theseus, however, has been recruited by the Deatheaters not only for his family’s devotion to the cause, but his skill in curses and hexes. He is very weary of using the curses himself but he’s easing into it again.

CHARACTER HEADCANONS

Theseus frequently invites his siblings over for dinner for their mother’s sake, but they are constantly complaining and ridiculing him. While he may be recognized as rather mature amongst his friends at school, he remains the child of the family and easily falls into the role when at home.

Theseus is known amongst his siblings to be responsible for the kicks under the table when they’ve gathered for family dinner parties. However, it’s unknown how he managed to go it from more than six chairs away and keep a straight face on top of the fact that he’s the shortest of all the siblings and their spouses. He sends the house elves under the table to do the kicking for him.

He absolutely loves Divination, even if it has to proven to be rather inaccurate. He enjoys the way he can let go of his own skill and leave it up to someone else, or rather, something else.

He is a light weight and when he does get drunk which is rare because he doesn’t care much for drinking he tends to always be on the verge of laughter. He finds a lot more confidence in blatantly criticizing people, dropping a lot of his eloquent language.

He tends to throw a lot of fancy words out there when he speaks. walking SAT prep book motherfucker

He tends to pocket his food in his cheeks when he eats. it’s a habit he formed when he was young to keep him from wanting to speak at dinner or interfere when his parents argued with his older brother. it now gives him time to think before he speaks at dinners with his family.

When he was younger, Theseus never clasped the cuffs of his button downs. The youngest brother before him always fastened them for him and would sometimes even chase him down the stairs because if they mother saw him, she would have had a fit. Once he moved out, Theseus never fastened the himself either. he would either roll up his sleeves to hide the open fabric or threw on a blazer or jacket. Part of him does it in hopes that if he ever did run into his brother, he would stop him to fix it, and the other part does it as a way of defying his mother and keeping that defiance his brother was known for alive and acknowledged.

His father smoked and while he used spells to mask the scent when they had company or went out in public, he smelled specifically of sandalwood, tobacco, and red wine. Theseus then always associated the thick smell of tobacco to his aged father, while the faint smell of it always belonged his brother. In an unconscious attempt to mature himself, he’s picked up the habit himself.

Mulciber associates memories with smells and he’s very particular to them. he despises the smell of old books but loves the smell of bottled ink, especially when it’s begun to dry up into goopy bits. He hates the smell of gardenias but loves the smell of magnolias.

Theseus has an infamous expression of crinkling or wrinkling his nose.

Cece is a nickname his family has created for him and he absolutely hates it, though he’s caught himself more than a few time referring to himself as that in his thoughts.

He rarely answers to Theseus and even in his home, he’s referred to as Mulciber when his siblings don’t taunt him with “Cece” since the passing of his father.

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“I don’t think the world needs more of that Carrow gene.” he muttered, not about to mention the Nott gene or any help he had in carrying that on. “My parents are currently in talks with the Bulstrodes. Lord knows those children would be lookers but uh… lets hope it doesn’t come to that.” what does his actual flesh and blood child look like now? would he actually ever know? He forced the thought from his mind, continuing on with the conversation in hopes it would lead away from offspring.“I’ve already knocked back a couple girls my family has attempted to force on me, one was from France– couldn’t understand her. had to say no.”

“Was she blonde, had small little teeth? I think the family’s name was... Oh, I forget it now, but I don’t blame them for trying to marry out of it. I remember it sounded quite crude,” Mulciber told him. “One of my brothers had mentioned the struggle that family was having.”

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“end?” he asked with a sceptical glimmer in his chocolate orbs. “pureblood marriages don’t generally end where I’m from. I’m pretty sure I will get the extreme lecture of a life time if I ever even whispered the word divorce while married. my mother would literally just apparate in front of me and slap me across the face while yelling marriage is for life!” he took a long drink from his flask before putting it back in his pocket and looking back at theseus. “This is why I’m knocking back all the options they pose to me while I can.”

“Then we truly are threatened, Antonin,” Mulciber snickered. “Maybe not the families themselves, but definitely the future as we know it. Can you imagine if most of those pairings actually produce children? Alecto Carrow and Leo Nott would, yes, have beautiful children but they would surely only be a menace.”