"Okay, I'll drop it... for now," she said. It wasn't as if pushing right now would get him a girlfriend. It didn't explain why the very idea, even though hers, tied knots in her stomach. She pushed that aside, because he's happiness counted more than stupid jealousy over a friend. They'd always be friends.
"Glad to know that someone has been paying attention," she said, smiling. "Reminders are even better since men tend to be forgetful, and I'm not discounting him, Alastor. I'm worried about giving him a job that asks him to become Voldemort, to learn to think like him, to be able to predict him. If you add that to power he has and the fact that it's personal, and it's just a recipe for disaster."
Marlene looked at him. "So, want to take me out? We can do the dating thing without the shagging," she said, laughing. "Let's find a Muggle pub and get a pint."