#ft. marlene

[hcalingherbs]

@mk-marlene | mary's cottage

"Alright, I'm either going to make us some dinner or you'll take one of these back home." Mary's fingers moved, pointing toward a small tray of potted plants from her greenhouse. "Or have you eaten yet?" Unless the brunette was wrong, chances were the answer to that question would be no and a no just wouldn't do.

Smile on her face she moved toward the tray, it being conveniently in the same direction as the kitchen. "Promise it won't be anything too fancy."

[fcnwick]

benjy wasn’t exactly sure how he hadn’t been turned away at any point.  it wasn’t as though there were any sort of familial resemblance between himself and marlene, nor were they related in any sort of way — although he might have lied and told a healer she was his sister, when he got to thinking about it.  regardless, he had zero intentions of leaving her side.  he’d committed himself to staying at her bedside until she woke up.  frankly, he was absolutely terrified of her reaction to maximilian’s death.  but benjy decided he would rather her swing at him than knock out one of the healers, so he stayed.  he’d paced a rut into the floor and found every imaginable position available in the chair before she finally stirred awake.  all this time, and he still hadn’t figured out how he was going to break the news.  “you know, i’ve actually seen you look worse.”  he tried to sound playful, but most of the usual bite behind his words drained away with the day’s events.  //  @mcmarlene​

[unspeakableprewett]

@marles-mckinnon

Fabian eyed the dying embers in the fireplace. It was rare that anyone came through the Floo in the Department’s Entrance Chamber. He’d given Marlene the address, that had been the simple part. Waiting here, for her to appear, was the problem. No one used this Floo. That meant the silence only filled the hall. He had plenty of space to think - and that was never good, having to fight the desire to pace across the hallway in step with his hurried thoughts. 

He had full confidence in this decision, of course he did. Even if he had never mentored anyone before, at least he had chosen someone he was comfortable around. Letting out a breath, he knew that was wrong. Comfortable was the last word to describe being around Marlene. But no, that was something not to think about, at any costs. 

Levitating the papers out of his bag, Fabian shuffled through them to give himself something to do. The paperwork wasn’t really the most important thing, it was the magical binding he needed to think about. He had never performed it on someone, only been the one making the vow. It was a heavy responsibility, getting it right. And that was only a reminder of how serious this job was in entirety. Not one to take lightly. Not one to give out lightly. 

If Gideon was here, if they really could read each other’s minds, like Fabian had once suggested learning to do - Fabian knew precisely what he’d be saying. It matched the one underlying thought Fabian had amongst his river of mental currents. You’ve made a big mistake, Fab. (Of course, Gideon would probably also say, just kiss her, it’s obvious you want to. There were many reasons he didn’t listen to his brother.) The flames flared to life, not startling him. Every sense had been waiting for it eagerly. He stood quickly, with his lips curling upwards. “On time and everything. If you hadn’t already made a good impression, you’d be in danger of making one now.” 

[jasminebf]

@madamemckinnon

since milo wasn’t allowed to play quidditch until he had fully healed, all he could do was sit on the quidditch stands and watch while his teammates practiced. obviously not pleased with the situation as there was nothing more that the mckinnon wanted at the moment was to get on his broom and fly around the pitch. soon enough the practice was over and milo saw his younger sister walking towards him. it had been a few days since the two had spoken -- marlene didn’t find him immediately after the fight, so naturally milo thought she just.. hasn’t heard. but he also shouldn’t forget that this was marlene and things with her were always complicated. “good job on the field. hopefully i’ll be all healed and ready to kick ass for our next game.”

[fcnwick]

naturally, with a crowd of this size and a looming threat this large, dumbledore had insisted all members of the order be present at the easter festival in order to act as a little incognito security detail, on the very, very high chance that something went amiss.  not to mention that he was getting paid to be there for the prophet, taking photos of the festivities before things inevitably went south.  so of course, benjy was a busy man being pulled in multiple directions.  but that didn’t mean he wasn’t going to at least try to have fun while things were peaceful.  “marlene, all of my photos can’t be just of you.  hate to break it to you, but you’re not quite the target audience here.” // @mcmarlene​

[bcnfenwick]

🎭 marlene

[franklongbottxm]

Marlene, 

I wanted to get you a little something for Christmas, so I hope you enjoy this basket! 

Merry Christmas, 

- Frank

@littlemissmckinnon

[franklongbottxm]

"Stay with me until it’s over."

Frank had made his way over to Marlene as quickly as he could when he saw her fall. He wasn’t sure how any of it had happened, but everything around them was quickly falling. Attacks had been happening all around them and everyone had been running, but he couldn’t just leave Marlene. Moving his arm around her, he lifted her from her spot and got them to a safe space that was away from where all the attacks were happening. He heard Marlene say something and he paused before turning his attention back to her. 

“Hey,” He said softly, trying to keep her still. The sounds of curses and anti-curses filled the air along with the sounds of things crashing around them. “Marlene, it’s going to be okay. You... You’re going to be okay.” Frank continued, trying to figure out what his next step was going to be. There was no one around them anymore that and it was clear that Marlene wasn’t going to last much longer. 

He paused for a moment, before thinking of something that might taken their mind off of everything that was happening. “Did you see the snow during the holidays?” He asked, not thinking she would respond. “There was a fresh blanket almost everyday. Just like the Hogwarts days.” He spoke, feeling a small bit of relief as he noticed a faint smile on her lips. Frank moved to grab her hand and gave it a small squeeze.

“Just... think about the snow.” He told her, hoping that it would give her something nice to think about. “We’re gonna be okay...” Frank didn’t know what else to say. Was there anything else to say? He was just going to stay with her. Making sure she knew she wasn’t alone.