A/N: So we did a lot of research for this. Not even kidding, I think the only inaccurate thing in this entire role play fic is that the last Triwizard Tournament was in the 1700s. That said, there will be original characters, such as the Volgers and Millie's family and other students. HOWEVER. We will be using as many characters from cannon as we possibly can. They will mostly be obscure and not really mentioned in the books, but THAT IS WHAT THE HP-LEXICON IS FOR! And some wikia pages. We've tried to fit in as many known names as possible, but if you don't know whether or not a character is legit or original made by us, just ask!

ANYWAY. This is the product of great nerdery and intensive planning and research. For example of this: we calculated the price of herbs from money today into money in 1943 and then into Wizarding money.

We hope you enjoy this.


Josephine Vogler drummed her hand impatiently on the side of her leg as her mother, Elizabeth Vogler, tut-tutted with Jack—her littlest brother's—hair. "I just wanted to take a picture before we left…" Elizabeth said, hearing Josephine's exasperated sighing.

"Mother," Josephine said, brushing the wrinkles out of the brilliant blue linen dress her best friend Millie had made for her—like, actually made! Sewn! The Muggle way! "We're going to miss the train!"

"Josephine Ruth," Veritus Vogler, her father, hissed warningly, "Jack is your mother's youngest child…Just…let her have her moment."

"I agree with Josephine," Donald Vogler piped up.

"Okay, everyone! Let's take the picture," Elizabeth announced. She pulled her three remaining children onto the front steps of their home (Constance Marie, her eldest daughter—age twenty-three—was a Healer at St. Mungo's and her eldest son, Clarence Veritus—age twenty—was Chaser for the Caerphilly Catapults Quidditch team). She dragged each one of her children onto the stairs and lined them up: first Josephine (age seventeen), then Donald (age fourteen), and finally Jack (age eleven). The five Vogler children were of similar appearance, each with tightly-curled, brilliant blonde hair, hazel eyes and freckles—just like their father. Josephine's long hair hung down and her mother brushed it out of her face one more time after she made sure that the boys' curly-topped heads were okay. Each child was dressed in their imitation-Muggle finest for their trip to school. The kids shared traits of both their parents: Josephine, Clarence and Jack had their father's athletic build, while Constance and Donald tended towards their mother's stockier build.

Once Elizabeth was content with the photograph of her three children, the Vogler family loaded their belongings (including three trunks; a hand-me-down broom; Capricorn, Josephine's hand-me-down owl; and Jack's new toad, Hector) into a taxi cab which took them to King's Cross Station. Veritus pulled Josephine aside before they left. "Josie, there's a lot of stuff going on this year…"

"You mean in like…the Muggle world with the—" Josephine started.

"No, not the War. I mean, this year…something big is going to happen at Hogwarts...well, not Hogwarts, but I've heard them talking about it in my department at the Ministry…I just want you to be safe, okay? And, for the love of Merlin, keep an eye on your brothers." Vertius grinned.

"I will."

"Because, you know, your mother…she's a Healer, so she worries so much more than an average mother."

"Dad. I'm going to be okay. You've got nothing to worry about. Jack'll end up in Gryffindor with me and Donald, I'll keep them safe, I'll pass my N.E.W.T.s. It'll all be okay."

Josephine, Donald and Jack bid their parents farewell and carefully slid through the barrier between platforms nine and ten, arriving on 9 ¾ . "Holy gosh…" Jack murmured upon seeing the scarlet steam engine for the first time.

"It's really cool, isn't it?" Josephine said, smiling. Donald rolled his eyes.

"D'you think I'll be in Gryffindor with you and Donny? And Constance and Clarence?" Jack asked Josephine picked up Capricorn's cage and her bookbag.

"The houses tend to run by family," Donald pointed out. "Some families have been in the same house for generations—that's the way our family works. The Voglers have been in Gryffindor for ages!"

"But, Grammy Flynn was in Hufflepuff," Josephine pointed out, "So you could end up in Hufflepuff."

"Yeah, the reject house," Donny snorted.

"Donald Eugene, hush your mouth! If you end up in Hufflepuff, I'm sure Millie will help you out, Jack, but more likely than not, you'll end up with Donny and me."

"Millie made you that dress, right?" Jack hushed his voice suddenly, "Without magic?"

"Yep!" Josephine said happily. "That reminds me!" she dug through her trunk and pulled out a crudely-wrapped (handiwork had never been Josephine's strong suite) box. She had gone to the Muggle world all on her own and had bought Millie a belated birthday gift—a super swell tin lunchbox! It was so cute! She'd used Muggle money and everything! It had been such an adventure!

Donald saw a couple of his friends and went to hang out with them, but Jack stuck close by Josephine's side. "Jack, it is going to be okay," Josephine emphasized.

"I'm not scared," Jack said. "I'm just…concerned."

Josephine and Jack boarded the train and found an empty compartment. Josephine dug through her bookbag and pulled out a bag of owl treats for Capricorn and the sandwiches for her and Jack. "Don't eat it yet," Josephine said. "Just wait till the lunch trolley comes by. You're away from Mom's sandwiches now—you can get whatever you want!" She smiled and looked out the window, trying to catch a peek of her best friend's arrival.