where: diagon alley who: @jamesffleamont
When Marlene thought of family nowadays, the one face she could picture was James'. He'd always been family to her, growing up together but most importantly choosing to stay by each other's side all throughout the years. She'd lost everything, except him and with the passing time, she realised she was lucky to still have him, cherishing every chance she got to spend time with him. As the party unravelled all around, everyone celebrating and having a great time, the witch didn't feel the party could really start until he was there. She'd been having a couple of drinks already, sure, but the important bit wasn't that at all. What could one want more than to begin a new bright year with those one loved? She heard his voice among the loud crowd, she could recognise anywhere, turning immediately at the mention of her name. Spotting his face walking towards her, Marlene felt warm all over, that unique feeling one gets when thinking about home. A soft smile pulling at the corners of her lips, her eyes sparkling with enthusiasm as he finally made his way through the crowd, the witch threw her arms around him the first chance she got. A very much needed hug, a very much deserved one. "Happy new year, Jamie. I think this might be a good one for us all."