Alice wasn’t one to get drunk easily. First of all, because she didn’t drink that often now; and second because most of her drunken nights after the attack had happened with Alastor around, and drinking with that man really taught you something about tolerance. In all honesty, she didn’t remember much about her alcohol consumption before the attack. And there weren’t many friends left to ask about that. So she worked with whatever she had, and that was the present. Right now, she was absolutely and utterly wasted - dangerously close to the type of inebriation that led to bad decisions. Perhaps closer than she had initially thought. 

It was a lucky turn of fate that she didn’t split when she apparated to Ted’s home and knocked on their door. It was also the biggest irony that she was turning to them right at this moment, seeking for the help of the person who managed to break her heart, over and over again. But maybe that was the point, maybe it was about revenge, about making them feel at least a speck of what she was feeling right now. She didn’t want to think about it, and she knew for sure they wouldn’t want to think about it either. 

The second they opened the door, she was already throwing her arms around their neck. “Shut up, just- I don’t want you to ask me anything.”, she said, voice slurred, before kissing them full on the lips.

It took Alice a hot second to realise exactly where she was when she opened her eyes, the light of day sneaking through the window. For a moment she feared her brain was going to play her a bad trick again and made her forget about everything that had happened the night before. Fortunately, that wasn’t the case, and within a minute she remembered everything. The embraces, the promises, the pancakes, the rose tea, the sweet words Ted had whispered in her ear while they were falling asleep together, and the feeling of finally getting some sleep in their arms. The same arms that were around her right now, as she rested half her body on top of theirs, legs entangled. She also recalled the offering of friendship she had given, and smiled softly to herself noticing the way they were sleeping right now. Not really friendly at all, but neither of them was able to control their unconscious bodies; and apparently they had needed to be close to each other. 

“Tedward-”, she whispered, moving up their body so she could be face to face with them. “I think it’s time to wake up. We have to go to work.” Alice beamed fondly as she watched them sleep so peacefully. Everything felt like before, so comfortable and loving, even though they both knew the world outside was never going to be the same. Her fingers travelled to their cheek, and she caressed their cheekbones gently before noticing she wasn’t wearing the same clothes as last night. Apparently before falling asleep, she had changed into one of Ted’s t-shirts. Just the feeling of their clothes on her made her heart race in a way only they could manage to. “Come on sleepy.”, she whispered once more, lips closer this time, and a little giggle hiding behind her words. “If you wake up now I’ll have the time to make you some breakfast. How does that sound?” 

Marlene was staring the scene, the word had spread out that there was going to be an attack. She was stationed near the stage and so was her brother Nicholas. She pretended to be an spectator when in reality, she was scanning the area for any suspicious movements.

The explosion threw her backwards and she fell on her face. She felt her own blood inside her mouth and swallowed it before standing up clumsily. Everything was blurry and chaotic. Everyone was screaming and running and pushing her. Marlene was dizzy, but the sudden high pitch scream of someone made her quickly snap back to reality. It was almost automatically and fortunately, her reflexes were still as sharp as ever and the curse aimed to a civilian was quickly deflected. She threw a stunning spell, hitting the death eater fully on the chest. What she didn’t notice was someone apparating behind her and poiting at her with his wand.