who: marlene mckinnon & nathaniel carrow @natexcarrow where: diagon alley when: august 16th, 1981
Another name, another check in a box to be tossed into a holding cell. That’s all they are to the Minister and the Ministry of Magic, but to Marlene they’re quite literally the people she’d grown up with. Even Carrow who’d been in the same house and year as her. Approaching the table at which he sat she slides into the seat across from him, considering her options for a moment before electing to open her mouth professional oozing from each syllable. “Nathanial Carrow.” Her voice is low, uncharacteristically so for the normally loud Scot, perhaps an attempt to not draw attention to the two of them. That was the last thing that they were going to need. “I’m going to need you to come with me.”