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1)When Marlene first started showing an interest in being an Auror, Moody actively discouraged it. He didn’t talk a lot about his job around Marlene and her siblings--which might have been what made it seem more glamorous.

2)When Marlene showed no signs of giving up her interest in becoming an Auror, books on defensive magic started being accidentally left at the house.

3)When Marlene went on her first solo mission, Moody tailed her the whole time. He didn’t reveal himself once, though, and has never told her--or anyone else that he did it.

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"Do I even matter to you?"

“Marlene,” Moody said warningly, through gritted teeth. He had a long day, and clearly Marlene had too, for her to be here, arguing with him for keeping her away from her sister’s case. “Of course you matter to me,” he sighed, sitting on the corner of his desk, watching her.

“Which is precisely why I’m keeping you off this case,” he said quickly, before she could try to turn his admission to suit her needs. “You know it’s a conflict of interest for Aurors to work on family member’s cases. And I don’t count,” he added, again before she could protest. “We are not technically family, so technically, I am still allowed on the case. Besides,” he smiled wolfishly, “Who’s going to argue with me?”

He knew that Marlene was upset about what happened to Maggie, hell, he was upset. But she couldn’t come in here demanding things because of his special relationship with her family. From the beginning, when she had first decided to become an Auror, Moody had made it clear that she would not receive any overt favouritism from him. He knew she wouldn’t want it, would want to prove herself, and be rewarded on her own merit, but he had said it anyway, just to be sure.

Getting up off his desk, Moody walked over to Marlene. Placing his hands on her shoulders, he looked her intently in the eye. “You and the other M&M’s are the closest thing I have to family,” he said. He didn’t quite know how that had happened, but at this point, he was glad it had. “I care about all of you. You know that. And I’m especially proud of you and all that you’ve accomplished. So don’t make me mad and pull out my senior-Auror status and voice on you,” he joked.

Gently, he pulled her into a hug.

“Little idiot.”

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37. Collarbone kiss

Rita was tipsy by the time Marlene had walked in and seated herself beside her. The reporter hadn’t wanted to tell her not to sit, not wanting to be rude, but all she wanted was to be left alone. The day had been a long one. So many deaths. So many funerals. She was still in her mourning clothes, not bothering to change after so many…

She threw the shot back and slammed it back onto the counter, eyeing Marlene as she did so. She stood, then, and gathered her things before moving to walk past her. She leaned down and hugged her, suddenly, as an afterthought, leaning into the automatic arms that wrapped around her waist, and dipping her head to press a small, sad kiss into the collarbones peeking from the collar of the other woman’s dress. McKinnon didn’t comment, just held her tighter for a moment.

Without the words, they understood one another…

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★: What their favorite thing is about your muse.

“Marlene is my favorite person in the universe. How am I supposed to only have one favorite thing? First of all, she’s all-round badass. Have you seen her savvy knife collection? Boss. I’m actually afraid of those puppies. She stands by me through everything, as I do her; she’s the sister I never had, the sharer of my very limited wealth, the keeper of all my secrets and misfortune, and she loves me just the same.”

♚: What my muse thinks your muse is good at.

“Marlene is good at knifing motherfuckers, calming down motherfuckers, potion brewing, shady dealing, stocking up our bathrooms with personal hygiene products (what is scented shampoo? I probably wouldn’t know unless she got it first), charms, and pick pocketing. She’s a scary good tracker, a great kisser, and the best person to cuddle in bed with. Hands down.”

♒: How my muse would describe yours in one sentence.

“Marlene’s enticing like the kind of fire you want to play with, but suddenly can’t handle because you don’t know what you’ve gotten yourself into; she’s set to explode, and when she does, everyone’s turned to ash but her.”

✘: What one thing they would change about your muse.

Marlene is the last person Dorcas would ever imaging trying to change. To put it simply, they both are who they are and there is no point in trying to alter that. Together, they make one badass duo. Doe has found a sister for life in Marly (and beyond those short-lived years), and whatever attributes the two embrace only supply to living out their familial days together.

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★ : What their favorite thing is about your muse.

Her brutal honesty among liars and thieves. I know Marlene will not hide the truth from me, especially when I need to hear it the most. She is just like a sister to me and I cannot thank her enough for what she has done with me over this past year.

♚ : What my muse thinks your muse is good at.

Having fun. Lily loves nothing more than the muggle dates that she and Marlene have. It is during these times she can escape harsh reality and live in another world if only for a few hours.

♒ : How my muse would describe yours in one sentence.

Brave, foolish in the best of ways, breathtaking, and comforting. She is strong even in her weaknesses and that is beautiful. (okay that was two sssssh)

✘ : What one thing they would change about your muse.

The heartbreak and betrayal of losing someone she loves.

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♚ : What my muse thinks your muse is good at ♒ : How my muse would describe yours in one sentence

♚ Being a devoted friend, Auror, and witch.

♒ Ms. McKinnon is someone who is willing to do what needs to be done to keep those she loves safe, including hurting them.

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"Don't touch her!"

Rita had been walking home from a late double-shift at the Prophet and she was bloody tired. She dragged a hand through her hair and paid no mind to the people that walked past her, only wanting to get to the Floo before she collapsed from exhaustion. She had almost reached the system when a hooded figure approached her from a darkened alley. Rita knew without having to see their face that it was a Death Eater. So, she ran.

Her chest heaved, hurt, burned with each breath that dragged its way in and out of her throat. She’d been running now for what felt an eternity, not realizing that maybe she’d been further away from the Floo than she’d anticipated. The journalist had been running with her wand out, too, dodging the curses being thrown from behind her and pleading with her legs to keep moving. She was almost there. Coming around a corner, the blonde slammed into another body, knocking the wind from her body and leaving her sprawled on the cobblestone street.

Frantically, she glanced behind her, eyes widening when she saw the Death Eater closing in on her and her human wall. She’d glanced dark hair, a sweet-looking face when she fell and looked up now to stare into the eyes of Marlene McKinnon. The other woman’s face was grim but she did something that surprised the reporter: she stepped over her, shielding her from her black-cloaked assailant and screamed, letting loose a curse that hit the other square. Rita closed her eyes and breathed in, for what felt like the first time in an age, out and prayed that the woman wouldn’t get herself killed because of this kindness.

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