Marlene had thought about speaking to Pansy. She thought it would be the better route, but after speaking to Dumbledore, he convinced her to go to Nott. Despite everything, she didn't like being here. She might know how back room deals were made but she didn't know how to play them. She didn't have the patience for them and right now, she wanted to be everywhere but here.
She put her best, flirty smile on. "Mr. Nott, it's very good to meet you as well." She sat down, and crossed her legs, and if he saw legs, she didn't care. You'd think after forty-five years, they'd stopped wearing women like they were nuns.
"The Headmaster suggested that I speak with you about the question of the McKinnon estate. I discovered that since there were no heir, the Ministry took everything," she said, jumping right into it. "I've also seen that no one has been able to get into the house. I was hoping that an agreement could be reached without brining a case in front of the wizengamot."