Marlene bit her lip, trying not to laugh. Not at Dumbledore and his eccentricities. They all knew and understood that they were a way to cover his abilities. No, it was the part about Edgar. "You and Edgar? You two had sex? You two had sex and I wasn't told? What kind of a friend are you? You're supposed to tell me these things. Bonding and all of that." She waved a hand, dismissing any concern about Edgar and his ears.
She stared at her friend for a moment. "Why haven't we shagged?" she asked thoughtful. True, she didn't publicise the fact that she enjoyed women as much as men, but that seemed like a stupid reason.
"Sure, let me take off a few weeks and then not have a job when I come back," she said, chuckling. "You don't know how important secretaries are. Any injury is caused by paper," she said, knowing that Dorcas would believe that as much as she'd believe that Santa existed. "They are both fine. You should come over the house one of these days. In fact, you should move into one of the cottages. Kingsley is moving in and you should do too. Lots of friends, you'd be safe."