Marlene McKinnon

After getting his hands on a bottle of wine and the better half of a second one, Peter had finally sunk into the blissful state of alcohol induced relaxation. His shoulder's were slumped as he relaxed against the back of a sofa loudly singing along to the song playing with a damn good voice- completely free of his usual stutter.

"Heyyyyy, come and sit with me!" He called out, making grabby hands at a passerby, trying to get them onto the sofa with him, "I can talk now! Ask me annnnnnnything!" he sang the last word and laughed, taking another swing of wine straight from the bottle.

She heard Peter before she saw him, calling out to her as he was slunk back into the sofa. She laughed, “I was coming to find you, Petey!” Marlene climbed on to the couch, her boots on the cushion as she sat on the back. It wasn’t very good for the furniture, but it didn’t seem as though Daisy would mind too much. “I could hear you singing while I was in the kitchen! D’you have a duet we can do together?”

"Marlene!" Dorcas exclaimed, throwing her arms around her best friend. "Coming tonight was the best idea you've ever had, you're brilliant, you know that?" Dorcas grinned. She had lost count of how many drinks she had had, but she was past caring. She felt happy and good and there had been a time when she hadn't ever imagined herself ever saying those words again. "I feel happy. Like, actually happy. Isn't that so crazy?"

Dorcas pulled away and glanced at her best friend. "Are you having the best time?" She asked her, suddenly concerned that maybe Marlene wasn't having fun even though there was nothing to say that that was the case. "Are you?"

Noticing the slight shift in her tone, Marlene laughed, nodding, “I am having the best time, but now it’s even better since I’ve found you.” She smiled, knowing she was somehow much more sober than Dorcas was at this point. That certainly wouldn’t last long, though, “Wanna come take some shots with me? I’ve gotta catch up, I got here late.”

Marlene laughed letting her arms rest atop Daisy’s shoulders as she swayed the two of them to the beat of the music. “Who shows up to a party on time?” She scoffed, eyes rolling jokingly. There was a point in her life when Marlene thought it was best to show up fashionably late, but she didn’t really care that much anymore. “No, I think I just have time blindness, if there isn’t a clock directly in front of my face I lose track of time and get easily distracted. At least my eyeliner looks good.” She lifted a shoulder in a half shrug, smirking. “Honestly, how is Tilden keeping it in his pants right now with what you’ve got on miss thang? Damn you’re looking hot as hell.”

"MARS BAR" The brunette squeals, racing up to the third to her pie, she would have been lost without the other, and Sirius. They were her rock. Again, life saver, who let her rummage through their closet to find the outfit she was currently wearing, too drunk to care how revealing it was. Mary was certain she may have flashed her ass since the fabric kept riding up.

It was natural for her eyes to drift to the words written on her friends chest, squinting her eyes to focus better. "Touch. Boobs." There were more words, but those two stood out and without hesitation, her hands reach forward, and not merely touch, but fondle Marlene's boobs. "WAIT...." She gives a little squeeze. "They are so....firm but plush, like I could keep doing this all night." Clearly drunk Mary's common sense was thrown to the wind.

"Touch mine." It seemed fair, reaching for Marlene's hands to place over top of hers. "Do they feel like yours?" Her words serious, a pout on her face with almost sad puppy eyes. She wanted them to feel like theirs. They felt great. Then out of the blue. "I'm going to kiss Sirius tonight."

Laughter spilled out of her mouth at her observations, taking a drink out of her cup before answering her. “I grew them myself! They’re a bit smaller than I would have liked, but I think they suit me.” Marlene knew that there were spells and potions that could change her appearance, but she was proud of who she was and what her body did on its own. With her hands now on top of Mary’s chest, Marlene gave a squeeze before laughing again. “Yours are definitely bigger than mine, meaning they’re much softer and more comfortable than mine.”

She laughed again, picking up her cup and taking another drink out of it before she heard Mary’s next words. “Are you sure you want to do that while you’re drunk?” She asked, a small smile toying on her lips. As much as she hated the thought of losing one of her booty calls, she was excited for Mary to finally realize her feelings for Sirius. It seemed so obvious to everyone else but the two of them. “Don’t want to wake up in the morning and regret it…. Wait, have you even kissed anyone before?”

Mary was excited to go out with her friends, grabbing the her clothes and alcohol, before heading down to Marlene's room to get ready. No matter what she knew the three of them would have a good time and she would be able to relax. "I'm here," she gives a quick knock on the door before barging in. "Glitter will not be dumping the whole bottle on me," her eyes narrow at the blonde, a bright smile on her face, holding up the bottle of firewhiskey. "This should help when we are getting ready." She places her dress on the bed and drops her heels on the floor. "Remind me when we are out that I don't bend over." Her butt plops on the bed.

"I know you do." She missed them too. It was unfair to see the people her friends cared deeply about taken from them. "It will, with time." She would never judge her friend for needing all the time in the world to find that sense of healing. "They are always here in your heart, Mar. I'm sure they are watching down on you too."

"I know." Marlene replied, her head nodding slightly. She was grateful for the time she had with her family, all of the good memories that she had with them. "Suppose it's just survivors guilt, y'know?" She sighed, sniffling softly. Marlene held Mary tightly for a moment before pulling back slightly. She smiled to her friend, tears staining her cheeks, "Thanks for coming."

On his way back, a small movement drew his eye to the small graveyard - usually overlooked, although he had visited before. Sirius' steps faltered and his heart sank just a little bit; he would know that figure anywhere. Marlene. Without thinking much about it, he went to her, but one he got there, he wasn't quite sure what to do next. This wasn't his forte - he didn't know how to comfort people, not in the ways they really needed.

She spoke before he could make up his mind on what to do, and he shook his head. "I was about to ask you the same thing." He said softly, no trace of the usual sarcasm that might accompany the words.

"I'm just finishing up," Marlene replied softly, turning back to shove the garbage from her breakfast into her backpack, "A distraction might me nice though." Although she may feel comfortable with Sirius, she didn't want to invite him to sit down with her. He'd let her cry on his shoulder enough times in the past, it wasn't something she needed right this moment.

She stood up slowly, legs wobbling slightly as the blood rushed back down to that part of her body. Slinging her backpack over her shoulders, Marlene wiped at her cheeks again before looking to Sirius. "Were you headed home, or…?" She didn't really care where he was headed, she was just glad to have some company.

She'd ran into Marlene a couple of times during her visits. She tried to not intrude too much. She considered Marlene like her sister. A lot of the young gryffindors she considered siblings. But Marlene had always had a special place in her heart. It hurt when she saw her hurting. That was why despite not wanting to intrude, she had to make sure the other was okay.

"Want some company?" Always a question. Alice would always give Marlene chance to say no, to sit by the graveside on her own if they wanted. But she needed to at least offer

"I, um…" Marlene started, wiping a stray tear from her cheek with her sleeve, "I was just finishing up, actually." She wasn't sure how long she'd been sitting there, but it had been quite awhile, judging where the sun was. "Can you just give me a moment to collect myself, and then we can do something together? Take my mind off it?"