RP: Marlene, Alastor Who: Marlene, Alastor Where:The island of Ischia When: 27 March, 2025 Rating/Warnings: Summary: Marlene surprises Alastor, much to his dismay
Marlene loved her work. She always had, but her grandfather had always shown her that one needed to live for that work to mean anything. With his job as a diplomat for the British wizarding world, they had travelled through the world, and Marlene had learnt about different culture, seen beautiful places. It was the one thing that she'd never really shared with Alastor. First they were too young, and then there was training, and then the Order, and she wasn't sure that Alastor had ever left the country unless it was connected to Voldemort. For some reason, today she felt the need to share that part of her life with him. Maybe it was because she didn't have her family anymore, or maybe because knowing that she had died had proven how life should be lived to the fullest. Putting aside the motivations, she proceeded to make arrangements for them, left the information with the division in case they were neeed, and finally tackled the hardest part of her plan: Alastor.
"So," she started as she stepped through the hole in the wall. "I thought we'd do something since we aren't working. In fact, I have arranged for everything. I can make your bag quickly and then we can go."