#marlenebmckinnon

 Smiling against his lips, she wrapped her arms around his shoulders.

He kissed her lazily. When the kiss ended he playfully rubbed the tip of his nose against hers.

Marley frowned, looking hurt. “Didn’t really work out the way you planned, then?” She hadn’t gone anywhere, she was still his friend, making sure he was okay after the moon, bringing him chocolate, and anything else he needed.

The transition from wizarding life surrounded by family and friends to a strictly Muggle life in exile wasn’t easy to begin with, but it was the best plan Lily and Marlene had been able to come up with. The war was growing too dangerous for everyone, but the two hadn’t exactly kept a low profile. It would suffice to say that they’d made themselves massive targets to all the wrong people, in fact. Thus the exile.

It was safer for the kids, too, and would certainly be so after they were born. Dual pregnancies added an extra dynamic Lily wasn’t sure they would be able to work around without a struggle, but they could see it through. They didn’t have another choice.

She unlocked the safe house they’d had on retainer for months while planning and stepped inside, flicking the light in the hall on.

“Probably everything, but no, that Rosier didn’t ask me out just to hang out with me. Did it to prove to Travers that he could.” Marley shuddered. Travers, on a regular basis, offered to either pay her for sex, or take it, and it make Marls sick to her stomach.

“Rosier’s a right fucking tosser. You’re too good for him.” The redhead ignored the lump that had suddenly appeared in her throat at the mention of Travers. The seventh year Slytherin was still a constant reminder of what had happened two years ago, an event that the sixth year Gryffindor would rather forget. She knew that he had propositioned Marlene in one way or another over the past few months -- of course she knew, he always made sure to tell her, to mock her. Her hand automatically went to the scar she kept hidden at all times. No one knew what had happened, save for a few teachers. And she’d keep it that way. 

cont. from ask meme

Jumping slightly at the contact, she pulled away slightly. Marley didn’t know this man, and from the look on her face, she knew she should.

"I'm sorry. I need a moment to get used to the fact that you don't know me."

He confessed, quick to pull his hand away from her again.

"My name is Sirius. Sirius Black."

“Mum! Get off!” Marley whined, trying to pull away from her mother.

“Adora,” Malcolm sighed. “Let her go, or she’ll miss the train.

Marls mother let her go, and the blonde got on the train. A redhead girl and dark haired boy left a compartment, where she had heard James’s laughter. Going in, she sat down. Being introduced to Sirius, Marls smiled a bit, and looked down at her wrist.

"Is it time?” James asked.

He hadn’t gotten one, and his parents hadn’t made him. Marley’s mother had made all of her children get it, especially Marley. Adora McKinnon wanted her daughter to be a housewife and be just like her. Dresses and lace and fine things. Marley, however, didn’t want any of that.

“Nearly,” she admitted to her best mate. The compartment door began to slide open, and her heart stopped. When the sandy-haired boy came in, Marley stood, her cheeks turning pink, and James and Sirius wearing matching smirks. Her heart was pounding now, as she waited for him to look at her, and her wrist beeped, as soon as he did. “Hi.”

Tugging his bag behind him Remus got on the train. All these noises and happy faces of other kids were scaring him, he looked around, lost as people pushed by him. Waving his parents goodbye he stood in the hallway. How can he avoid people when they are people all around? He figured he can’t spend all the time in the hallway, so gripping tightly the strap of his bag he started to look for an empty compartment.