The Leaky Cauldron

The Leaky Cauldron is the oldest pub in London and is believed to have been built sometime in the 1500s, along with the rest of Diagon alley. The pub is one of the few connections to Muggle London and Wizarding London. In the muggle world, The Leaky Cauldron is found in Charing Cross Road and to the muggle eye, it is a small, broken-down old shop front. Once, before the statute of secrecy, muggles were welcomed into the pub with open arms, though this changed under Ulick Gamp, the Minister of Magic at the time. To allow its survival, he ensured that the shop was placed under heavy spells and protection. In the Wizarding world, the Leaky Cauldron has an entrance to both Diagon alley and Knockturn Alley found in the establishment's backyard.

However, under Alistair Fitzgerald, the foot traffic between the two worlds have been minimised with the establishment under constant threats to close their door to the muggle world shut permanently. However, though there is a sign reminding the people of the current laws, it still remains open. It is not the first time this establishment has suffered under fascist governments, and no doubt not the last.

Currently, it's owned by Phoebe. Someone whose family was well known to be against muggles and anything related but she herself as become more open minded as the years passed by. Thus, she is known to turn a blind eye if you pass into Muggle London. Under Phoebe, the pub hasn't changed much but she has renovated the bedrooms to be more accommodating to those that stay there. The pub itself, though, is still rather grungey but is still the best place to go for any interesting gossip.

The Leaky Cauldron

Owned by Phoebe Black

Proprietor and Employees

Phoebe Achilles Selene Black - Landlady and Owner

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Roleplay (in the pub, or backyard)

Margaux & Phoebe

「 Margaux Lefévre 」slytherin alumni / work in progress artist

「 Age 」
twenty-three

「 Species 」
half-veela

「 Occupation 」
monde irisé

「 Relationship 」
single

Contrast to her loud and busy surroundings, full of conversations or arguments between friends and strangers, Margaux ironically stood out for her quiet nature while on top one of the bar stools. She had only stepped inside minutes before, no drink yet ordered and sat alone. She hadn't invited anyone to meet with, despite having done so at the pub with friends—aka Caera—occasionally in the past. Looking over her shoulder, she witnessed people crossing from London to Diagon Alley, as well as the opposite, passing through the doors easily. It was perfectly legal to do so now, the barrier ending just as much as Fitzgerald's reign. Putting things back to as they should be—normal, and Margaux desired to do the same, but she had never seen normal England. She had never lived through a time where the country was a safe space for half-breeds such as her, because she had carelessly come for her mother during the previous minister's rule. Margaux has assumed when the Precinct fell, it would feel like a sigh of relief, but her chest still felt tight and heavy. Nevertheless, she was trying to get to know an England that was being rebuilt for the better. Flickering her eyes back in front of the bar, she looked over at woman currently serving drinks, a smirk twitching on her face at the sight. Margaux would never, ever admit to her doing so though. Waiting for the familiar face to walk over so she could order a drink, she considered if this even was a good idea. She hadn't come to see Phoebe exactly, but she knew Phoebe owned the place. She also knew there was a bar much closer to her apartment if she only just wanted drinks.

Message Me • 03:04, December 3, 2019 (UTC)

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「 Phoebe Achilles Selene Black 」Proprietor of The Leaky Cauldron.

「 Age 」
22 y/o

「 Species 」
Witch

「 Occupation 」
Barmaid

「 Relationship 」
Single

If you asked Phoebe-she was glad Fitzgerald was gone. Honestly, the whole cleansing the wizarding world was such a headache that it just seemed less effort to just...let them be. That and, you know, the whole murder aspect was a little bit problematic, even for Phoebe. Plus, it was such an eye sore seeing that blasted barrier in her establishment. The ministry could piss off out of her own pub and just- not touch it. So she was glad she had the door too London open. She even gave the door a fresh new paint. A dark lavender with gold trims. It looked nice, if you asked Phoebe anyway. And as the owner, it was her opinion that mattered most. There was a small part of her, though, that was glad for another reason. Margaux. And how she wasn't in the precinct now and wasn't on the run. Phoebe could give you excuses-such as the dog, or how now she couldn't be arrested and her own place back to herself. But also, maybe she liked Margaux's company. Just maybe. So maybe, when she noticed Margaux walk in, she was a little bit happy too see her face. Phoebe knew exactly who was in her pub the moment they walked in, so Margaux was instantly on her radar. Of course, she didn't leap to go talk to her. Of course not. Phoebe wasn't that desperate. So she took the orders of a few other people, kept her waiting, and then waved Viola over too take over before she wandered over too Margaux. "My eyes are playing a trick on me. It can't be in Margaux sitting at my bar, could it?" She asked.

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Eleni and Hudson

— Eleni Lestrange-Yaxley

Nap Seeker • Thrill Seeker • Ice Cream Seeker
[ AGE ] 32 y/o.    [ SPECIES ] Witch.
[ CAREER ] House Wife.    [ RELATIONSHIP ] Married.

Eleni slid the two foaming glasses of firewhiskey onto the table, the liquid slopping out and onto the wooden table. "My bad," she muttered, waving her hand and the spillage disappeared (if you asked Eleni, she'll tell you that she sent it to Fitzgerald's gardens). "Too celebrate a new period of healing, tolerance and love," Eleni said, grabbing one of the glasses to raise in the air. "And too refrain from maybe not dumping my drink onto other people. It was still so, so satisfying, though." She wasn't being too serious with this toast but Eleni was still riding the high she got from when she first heard the news. Evven months after, she was still inviting out Hudson to celebrate. Of course, it was also an excuse to see Hudson outside of work but Eleni didn't need too explain that.

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「 Hudson Radley-Abbott 」Ravenclaw Alum • Minister for Magic

「 Age 」
31 y/o

「 Species 」
Wizard

「 Occupation 」
Minister

「 Relationship 」
Single

Hudson had easily accepted the invitation to see Eleni outside of work. They had gotten closer and, if he was honest, he had half a mind to see if he could pursue things further than a friendship with her. Whether or not he'd be successful was up for mental debate but, for now at least, he'd enjoy her company. Laughing a little as Eleni spilled stuff, he took the drink and clinked it against Eleni's. "And to my election campaign, hopefully?" He prompted with a little laugh and a smile before taking a sip. "At least we can all breathe out now."

Message Me • 22:35, November 8, 2019 (UTC)

— Eleni Lestrange-Yaxley

Nap Seeker • Thrill Seeker • Ice Cream Seeker
[ AGE ] 32 y/o.    [ SPECIES ] Witch.
[ CAREER ] House Wife.    [ RELATIONSHIP ] Married.

Eleni would be...more than open to the idea if he reached out and asked her out. It wasn't hard to have a crush on Hudson. He was the dream guy, to say the least. A gentleman, she supposed. Eleni kind of figured he'd be married by this point. Somehow-he wasn't. It was shocking to her. It really was. "Oh, of course, how could I forget that? And too your election campaign. I must say, though I might be a little biased, I think you have a really good chance of being our next minister. You already have my vote, you know that. But yes, you're right," she said, before taking a small sip of the drink. Firewhiskey wasn't something she really tried until she arrived in the UK and she still wasn't quite sure if she liked it or not. "It is time to breathe. At least for the moment."

L

「 Hudson Radley-Abbott 」Ravenclaw Alum • Minister for Magic

「 Age 」
31 y/o

「 Species 」
Wizard

「 Occupation 」
Minister

「 Relationship 」
Single

Hudson had decided that, whatever the outcome of the election was, he'd ask her on an official date - one to ask if she'd want to slap a title on what they had and make it official. If he became minister They could do it as he upgraded his house. If he didn't? They could go on holiday somewhere and he'd ask her then. Either way, he was determined to make her his by the end of the year. "Being biased isn't a bad thing," He said as he took a sip of his butter beer. "Unless its in the direction of two certain somebodies - then it's an issue." He shrugged as he placed his cup down. "I hope I have a good shot - Julius is the one I'm worried about since the Tyrrell legacy in the Ministry after all."

Message Me • 16:56, November 11, 2019 (UTC)

— Eleni Lestrange-Yaxley

Nap Seeker • Thrill Seeker • Ice Cream Seeker
[ AGE ] 32 y/o.    [ SPECIES ] Witch.
[ CAREER ] House Wife.    [ RELATIONSHIP ] Married.

"If they are who I think they are, than you and I know both know I'd rather snap my wand than agree with them," Eleni said, sounding very serious at the statement. "He does have a strong platform," she agreed, "but so do you. It's not as if the other three actively tried to push back against him. You did, though. That could work in your favour. But tonight is not the night to be stressing over your chances. I won't allow it. It's a celebration, not a meeting," Eleni said, cutting herself off just as much as she was cutting him off. She didn't want too analyse the election that she was sure Hudson would be every single night. "So are you taking anyone too the royal wedding? Or are you going stag?"

L

「 Hudson Radley-Abbott 」Ravenclaw Alum • Minister for Magic

「 Age 」
31 y/o

「 Species 」
Wizard

「 Occupation 」
Minister

「 Relationship 」
Single

"I guess you're right..." Hudson never liked compliments on his career. He was proud of it by all means, one hundred percent, but being complimented on it felt weird. Maybe it was his promotion by Alistair that tainted it all; made him feel like the public didn't trust him. Still, as Eleni reminded him, he fought back against it and would be happy to tell the public of his involvement in the Shadow Ministry if it meant anything. At the mention of the royal wedding, he shrugged. He had forgotten about it, truthfully, being so focused on his campaign. "I dunno, maybe stag?" He said, taking a sip of his drink again before nodding at her, "Unless you'd like to go with me?"

Message Me • 08:47, November 13, 2019 (UTC)

— Eleni Lestrange-Yaxley

Nap Seeker • Thrill Seeker • Ice Cream Seeker
[ AGE ] 32 y/o.    [ SPECIES ] Witch.
[ CAREER ] House Wife.    [ RELATIONSHIP ] Married.

Eleni was in the middle of taking a sip and she almost, almost, choked when she heard the question but she quickly stopped herself. Eleni really didn't want to make a fool of herself in front of her crush Hudson. Putting the drink down onto the table, safe from harm, Eleni looked up at him, unsure of whether he was asking her out as a friend or on a date. Maybe she was hoping it was the latter. Eleni wasn't the greatest flirt-she was never sure if they were flirting or she was just hoping that they were flirting. "I'd be happy too," Eleni said after a moment. Was that coming off as desperate? Maybe she should play difficult. Pretend to be unavailable. People don't like it when people throw themselves at them, do they? Eleni felt like she was back in Ilvermorny again. "I'm sure it'll be fun. I don't really know anything about the royals, to be quite honest. I don't know what to expect."

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