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WHO Minister Tom Riddle (NPC) | Open to Salazar Slytherin, Albus Dumbledore, and Helga Hufflepuff only.
WHAT Brunches
WHEN September 4-6, 1980
WHERE Riddle Manor
WARNING PG
STATUS In Progress

Minister Riddle lives in a lovely, yet unassuming manor in London with only a pair of sturdy iron gates and a moderately sized garden to separate it from the bustling streets outside. Upon entering the foyer, a house-elf will escort any guests to the far back of the home where it opens up to an expansive backyard with a veranda. They will find the mansion to be rather spacious, warm and inviting with simple decor and comfortable furniture. It is all very modest and clean. Given the state of the weather, a charm has been cast over the roofed platform to keep the atmosphere nice and dry from the incessant pitter patter of the rain. A small assortment of biscuits and pastries have been laid out on a white table with a teapot at its center. It makes for a quaint, picturesque setup. The Minister sits opposite of an empty chair with the latest edition of the Daily Prophet in his hand. As his visitor arrives, he dematerialises it before he slowly unfolds from his seat. "Wonderful," he extends his hand out for a quick, yet firm shake, "You've arrived. I have been anticipating our meeting." The two cups on the table fills with freshly brewed tea. "Please," he gestures towards the unoccupied chair, "have a seat. Help yourself to some cake. We have so much to discuss." ( ooc; if you don't want to do the meet and greet dance, feel free to skip forward into the actual relevant conversation your character may or may not want to discuss with riddle. )

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[inclusiveness]

In Helga's time, the city of Lundenburh was ruled by the Saxons, and was under constant attack from the Vikings. The modern London is a much safer place, or so it seems, and has sprawled into a truly magnificent city. When she is invited to meet with the Minister at his estate, Helga decides to travel the muggle way, so she can see what London has in store. She arrives on foot, wearing an old fashioned dress with a lovely yellow scarf she'd purchased from a man on a street corner, who'd been quite confused when she handed him gold coins, but had accepted them nonetheless, pulled up over her head to shield her from the rain. She greets Minister Riddle's house-elf cheerfully, and does her best to strike up conversation with her as they make their way to the roof.

"Minister Riddle!" She exclaims with a smile, curtsying slightly as she pulls the scarf down from her head. "You have a beautiful home. I was just telling Holly here, it's situated in quite a lovely neighborhood. So many new homes!" In reality, the manor is in quite an old neighborhood, it's just that everything build after 1000AD is new to Helga.

Helga shakes her head as if to clear her thoughts. "How silly of me, missing the point entirely. Thank you, I meant to say, for inviting me to your home."