#marlene 1

where: valentine’s ball

who: @marls-mckins

When the partners for this rescue mission were assigned, Severus practically sighed in relief when he found out he would be working with Marlene McKinnon. While he suspected that she, among many others in the Order, didn’t trust him in the slightest, Severus knew it wouldn't keep her from completing the mission. From what he remembered about her from school, before her untimely death, Marlene was a passionate, fierce, and determined individual. And with a mission to save the wife of a known Death Eater, they needed ‘soldiers’ like her with such significant tasks. At the Ball, Snape made rounds around the event to speak with members on both sides. Playing the role of double-agent again felt natural; too natural. So much so, that Severus needed a moment before the most dangerous part of the night begun. Once he spotted Marlene alone in the crowd, Snape made sure to make direct eye contact with her, before walking up, “McKinnon,” he then searched the room for anyone who was nearby, watching as most were occupied by the music and dancing, or drinking. Seeing as this could be the opportune time to leave, Severus gave her a nod, “This might be our best chance at removing ourselves from this event,” his eyes then went over her dress briefly. Snape wasn’t the type the give compliments out freely, but his partner did look particularly appealing - and it was customary to give them to those one would be close to at events such as these, “Up to the task when you look this...” he tried to find the right word that wouldn’t be too inappropriate for their not-friends-nor-trusting partnership, “agreeable?”

John could hear the telltale sounds of music and a cheerful instructor’s voice. He backed all the way up to the vaguely-familiar witch at the desk. “Is there a class on?”

“Oh, Marlene. Sacred Circe. You look beautiful. And your—” Pandora leaned in close enough to whisper, tipsy enough for the words to fall out but not so much that she would shout them “—your tits look so good.”

Location: Outside the Stables, McKinnon Farm Time: Afternoon, 7th of March Status: Closed, for @horseheartedmarlene

“Ma chère,” Lu chirped, pressing a kiss to both of Marlene’s cheeks. “Terrible circumstances, glorious consequence: it’s wonderful to see you again.”

“Aren’t you afraid you’re going to burn yourself?” Gawain said in an undertone, eyes on the lighter in Marlene’s hands. 

It was just before lunch, when Rosalind decided it was time for a touch up. Pushing the door open to the first female bathroom she saw, she made her way to the mirror, not noticing it swing shut, locking behind her. It was only when she went to leave again, and the door wouldn’t open, that she realised she’d entered one of the two bathrooms on campus she’d be warned against. A shake of the door handle, and a rather uncharacteristic kick to the door, only confirmed her fate. 

She banged on the door, even calling for help twice, as embarrassing as that was, to no avail. It felt like time had stilled in that damn bathroom, and Rosalind could feel her skin crawling. She almost wished she’d already stopped her studies, if only to never set foot in that bathroom again. She didn’t know how long she was waiting until the door opened, and a brunette made her way in. Relief flooded her.

“Don’t let that --” but the door had already swung shut behind the other girl. “Great. Now we’re both stuck. Are you happy?”

Location: Stables, McKinnon Farm Time: Morning, 28th of February Status: Closed, for @mckinnxn

The decision had not yet fallen but Edgar believed that inquiries were always permitted, especially because honesty always flowed more easily without the feeling the weight of having to make a definite choice quickly.

He wasn’t often at the McKinnons’ Farm. It wasn’t so that he didn’t like it, on the contrary, he thought it rather quaint, but his duties in the Order rarely carried him here. The Dissendium Task Force was a branch quite detached from him, to a point that any decisions regarding it rarely ever even considered Edgar’s voice. And when he was present during the Inner Circle discussions that included Lily and Marlene, he did nothing but keeping the Minutes.

Some people thought this a sign that he was against the Task Force, but Edgar had never spoken against it. Neither to Lily or Marlene, nor to anyone else. Even in his private musings in his notebooks, he kept himself neutral.