She could hear the note of pride in Sirius' voice, but she couldn't help feel a slight twinge of worry. Power was always a dangerous thing. Her family had been made up of powerful wizards and witches and her grandparents had harped on the need for ethics and self policing. It was much harder to do during a war.
"It is surprising, indeed," she answered with a smile. She would have said more, but it wasn't the right time, not after the fight of the other day.
Marlene giggled. "I keep saying that to him. He doesn't listen to me." Of course, there was so much more, but it was something between him and Alastor. "All right, love, now go back to your pretty husband, and fire call me when you want to spend some time with me, even without the threesome."