Marlene McKinnon

Marlene McKinnon || Sixteen || Gryffindor || Beater || Pureblood || Aries || Spitfire || Painter || Lover || Fighter || Independent || Protective || Spunky || Jealous

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October 17th || OPEN

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“If it was on occasion, it would be a rare one,” Septima responded back with a small laugh. She glanced down at her bag that was half full with the books and papers she was packing up. She was ready to burst though, as Marlene called it, and she didn’t like having to accept this kind of defeat. “I may be tired, but I’m merely going to take a break,” she lied, hoping the other would drop it so she could escape and head out of he library. It would be rude to just u and leave mid-conversation.

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“I do believe that is true,” Marlene agreed, “However, this time I am actually in here on behalf of someone else. I’m not sure if we can count it as me being in the library if I’m not even going to be doing the learning myself. Hit one of my mates in Quidditch practice with the bludger. So he’s in the hospital wing getting his shoulder looked at. My punishment for him not being fast enough is to collect the books he needs.” She rolled her eyes, as if that was such an injustice. “Well, don’t let me stop your break. Or you could help me find the books - seeing as the likelihood of you knowing where they are versus the likelihood of me knowing where they are...” She trailed off, giving a hopeful smile.

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Casino Night | Open

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“Didn’t really take you for the violent type McKinnon. But I guess everyone changes after a few drinks.” Evan shrugged, “yeah I’m not really a fan of uncertainty. If I’m going to play something, I want to know there’s a good chance I’ll win.”

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“I’m a beater on the Quidditch team, Rosier. I’m a beater who got kicked off the team last year for being too violent. They only let me back on because they need me,” She snorted, “It doesn’t take me a few drinks at all. Certainty in life is no fun.”

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27 September | A Hallway

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Alice cringed when Marlene called her ‘Polly Panic’. She’d never been called that before, but she hated that her anxiety was so obvious sometimes. “I’m not panicking. I was just curious. But good to know that I won’t find my things burnt to a crisp someday.”

“I paint sometimes,” She shrugged, “And then I burn it. It’s my ritual. Keeps me from smacking people’s heads off with my beater’s bat. Therapeutic. You should try it sometime.”

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20 October 1976 || Classroom

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Jenny was slightly taken aback by Marlene’s angry words. She had just been looking for some place quiet to practice switching spells. “I wasn’t going to-” Jenny started, but realized Marlene probably didn’t want to hear it. “I was just looking for somewhere to practice Charms, but I can go somewhere else.”

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“Jenny,” She breathed, finally turning around, “I assumed it was yet another Slytherin telling me that I was a blood traitor and needed to leave their prize show horse alone.” It was as good as an apology for Marlene. 

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20 October 1976 || Classroom

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Alecto hadn’t meant to talk to Mckinnon - did she ever? -, the other girl simply happened to be occupying a room she had used earlier. There was something she forgot there, and she planned to enter, get it and leave - Mckinnon could continue whatever she was doing; it wasn’t like Alecto was interested enough to even spare a glance. As she turned to leave, though, the Gryffindor spoke, making her stop. Alecto raised an eyebrow - she heard the rumors, surely, but she couldn’t care less if Lucius had the awful taste to actually shag Marlene Mckinnon. “Do you like the topic so much you’re unable not to talk about it? I’d rather think Lucius would have better taste than that.”

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When Marlene realized that person that had walked in was Alecto, she immediately flipped around. Never turn your back on the devil. With a bemused smirk, she looked Alecto over. “Here I thought you were another nosy Slytherin who wanted to know if the gossip was true. Turns out you’re just a poser Slytherin who doesn’t know how to knock before she enters a room.”

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BlackJack Table

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“Yeah, yeah.” He swats her away as he gets to his feet before throwing an arm over her shoulders. “Enough stalling. Roulette - lead the way.”

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Marlene grinned and allowed him to sling an arm over her shoulder, falling easily into the forced friendship of their childhood. “Russian Roulette is more fun,” She giggled, moving toward the black and red table. The back of her mind wondered how drunk people handled the roulette table. A few more drinks and it would make her nauseated. 

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20 October 1976 || Classroom

Marlene had taken over an abandoned classroom with her painting for the afternoon. As soon as she was finished, however, she set to work destroying it with splashes of red paint. Soon, it was difficult to tell what the painting had originally been. After a moment, she heard footfalls behind her. Without turning around, she spoke, “Of course Malfoy and I shagged after Casino Night. No one expects anything less of me, right? Who wants to know?”

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Casino Night | Open

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Evan shrugged, “I wouldn’t go as far as to say gouge my own eyes out, but somebody else’s? Maybe.” He looked around the room, at all the people wasting their money on chance and hope. “Gambling’s not really my thing. Too many possible outcomes.”

“That’s not a good alternative. If you hate someone, stabbing their eyes out is easy. It could actually be fun,” She smirked, “That’s the fun of gabling. You never know what is going to happen.”

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October 17th || OPEN

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Septima couldn’t tell if Marlene was joking or not. She did get out of the library once in a while whether it was to eat or sleep. So, she didn’t quite get why it would be ironic. “I don’t think it is ironic at all. It’s like assuming I never leave.” she said, slightly confused. “Though, what brings you in here? I think I only saw you in here once before, no?”

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“I come in here occasionally. Usually Mary is pushing me with all of her might and I’m pretending that she actually has the strength to do that. I have to build up her self esteem somehow,” Marlene joked, “Now I’m just in here to grab something. You look like you’re ready to burst though.”

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13th October || Casino Night

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Remus started just a little when Marlene spoke up, caught off guard and internally kicking himself for the way he jumped at the sound of a voice. He did keep quite a hold of himself, however, raising an eyebrow at the number of chips in her hand – impressed, but not really particularly surprised. “I don’t really feel like making money. I’d rather not risk losing it all and embarrassing myself.” He’d already well established for himself that gambling was not for him, though the fact Remus hadn’t participated in any of the large number of games laid out around the hall likely didn’t support his claims he couldn’t play. Any argument would be he wouldn’t know if he didn’t try, but he didn’t particularly want to, either. He looked back to the drinks as Marlene admitted to knowing it was spiked, nodding his head in an almost disappointed manner, but he had been expecting it. “Well, I suppose I’ll have to thank you for being kind this time and letting me know.”

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“Am I really that terrifying?” Marlene teased, having seen the way his body jumped when she came up behind him, “I know that I wield a beater’s bat, but you don’t know that I’ll hit you with it. As long as you don’t attack me first... or insult me.. or Mary... Well, knowing you, none of those are necessarily things you do.” The alcohol had her spilling out words she would have normally clipped by now. However, the smile plastered on her face proved that she meant no harm. “You should drink it anyway,” She urged, “It will be fun.”

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27 September | A Hallway

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Alice’s eyes widened at Marlene’s comments. “Do you set things on fire for fun? Marlene that’s-I don’t-what do you set on fire?”

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Marlene laughed, “I set my own things on fire. Calm down, Polly Panic. I won’t set your books on fire.”

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18 October 1976 || Hallway

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Amycus stopped mid walk and rolled his eyes. “And this concerns me because?”

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“You were staring at the coins,” She explained, “Or perhaps you were simply staring at me, Carrow. I won’t make fun if you were.”

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06 October 1976

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“Marlene, I do not know how many times I have to tell you this, but I am actually not here for your entertainment.” He raises a brow at her. “Does that mean that I would get to choose your costume?”

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“You can keep telling me that, but we both know it isn’t true,” She teased, patting him on the arm. Marlene tilted her head, contemplating the question. It was hard to embarrass her. She did not have the put-together social life that Lucius seemed to boast. “If you truly dress as a big white peacock,” She decided.

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Casino Night // Open

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“And not everything is about you.” Caelum placed a few chips down and pushed them forward on the table. “I am perfectly calm, I don’t care about you being here. All I care about is the game.” And that was true. Even if it hadn’t been Marlene he would have said the same thing. He was on a roll, and he wasn’t going to let anyone come between that.

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“I dare to disagree,” She smirked, “If things aren’t about me, I have a habit of making them. Big personality.” Marlene looked forward at the game, tossing a chip in herself. “Gambling addiction or debt to pay?” She questioned.

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18 October 1976 || Hallway

“I still haven’t spent my casino money. I need it to be the weekend so I can go to Hogsmeade and benefit from the fact that I quit while I was ahead,” Marlene yawned to the person beside her, casually walking down the hall. “I think I should get rewarded for saying sober enough to actually manage to get away with having money,” She teased. 

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Casino Night | Open

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Evan hadn’t known it was Marlene he had spoke to, but he couldn’t say he was entirely disappointed; it could have been a lot worse. Quidditch rivalries ran deep, but not near as deep as blood rivalries. She was a pureblood, which made conversations between the two of them acceptable in Evan’s eyes. Not that he’d actively seek her out, though, as he wasn’t particularly fond of her. “Oh is it that obvious?” he said sarcastically and took the drink she offered him.

Marlene snorted, “You look like you’d rather gouge your eyes out than be here. Come on, now. Don’t you want to waste all your money on unholy gambling? You should be grateful that Ol’ Dumbles has no qualms about gambling. He’d rather us fund our own fun.”

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27 September | A Hallway

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“You could always get someone to write the book for you. You tell them the stories and they make it sound poetic and literary. Add the pictures after.” Alice giggled. She liked talking to Marlene, she was funny didn’t seem to take things too seriously. It was a nice change from her own worrisome thoughts.

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“I’ll leave that to the people who don’t mind sitting for hours on end. There’s a reason I like setting things on fire. It is much more exciting and relaxing after being still for a very long time,” She laughed.