Re: The McKinnon Women
"Bite your tongue. We've had too many psychopaths around. I just don't like a desk, but that doesn't mean that I can't find a way to get around orders." Even when those orders came from the man she slept with. If anyone could understand, it was Alastor.
Marlene grinned at her mother. "The chase really is enjoyable, leaving them afterwards, too. Except for one." She hadn't left Alastor even when they weren't together.
She took another sip, but in the middle of it, her head started to spin and she reached for her mother, trying to steady herself, before it passed as quickly as it came. She took her wand out immediately and checked the champagne for spells, the glass for hexes. "Are you two feeling all right?" she asked as she repeated the spells on all three glasses.