where: muggle london who: @sorecerys
It had become a bit of a habit of hers, when things were getting overwhelming back at the Ministry she found herself desperately needing an escape, once she so easily found in the streets of muggle London. There was a peculiar kind of comfort in being surrounded by people who didn't know her or her story at all, a breath of fresh air, a pause in a very complicated and hectic life. Disconnected but never once with her guard down, the blonde heard the footsteps closing in, someone was following her. Her left hand reaching for her wand, she slowed her steps just enough to catch a glimpse of the wizard on the corner of her eyes, relief washing over her and her heartbeat steading-- not really, not ever when he was around. "Didn't anyone tell you it's rude to follow people?" Marlene voiced out loud, almost as if she didn't know who it was, but then coming to a stop and waiting for him to join her.













