Re: After the Meeting - Marlene and Remus
"What are you? A Ravenclaw?" she teased. "It's a good thing that I happen to like them." She rolled her eyes. Remus had no way of knowing just how uptight Alastor was about sex, and how it wasn't tied to her recovery.
"Oh love, it doesn't take much to know more than a group of teenagers. That's not skill, that's just having a brain, and you can apply that to hexes or sex. It won't make a difference." She reached over and swatted his arm. "There's nothing wrong with my clothes. I have better taste than any of the teachers we ever had."
Marlene nodded. "I'll keep it in mind, but we're fine, or I am. He's dealing." She smiled. "I've always known who and what he is. I can't say I like the man people remember, the war hero, but I've always love my Alastor. This monogamy thing still sucks. Really sucks. I have to remind myself that fucking someone else is a bad thing, although I'm still not sure why," she said with a sigh. "You'd think he'd learn a thing or two from '68, the youth revolution, the hippies, sex, drugs and rock and roll."