WHO: Ernie MacMillan & Marlene McKinnon
WHAT: Kitty rescue!
WHERE: Outside the cottages.
WHEN: Saturday morning.
RATING: PG
Ernie missed his early morning jogs while he was trapped inside the cottages the prior week. He cleared his head during those wee hours. Sometimes he ran with Fleur, but she respected the quiet of nature and thinking time as much as he did so he never felt disturbed while running with her. However, he decided to take some time for himself and his two dogs that particular Saturday. He was still feeling disappointed in himself and his birthday didn't help matters. He didn't want to bring anyone else down with his poor mood. It was no one's fault that the magic seemed to want him in the village for some odd reason. It was no one's fault he didn't have a million family and friends in the village. It was no one's fault the twins left him partly in charge on their disappearance. It was mind over matter and he was determined to shake the melancholy. There was work to be done, after all.
He spent extra time on the trails. It felt good to him and the pups after so much time spent indoors. However, eventually, Ernie knew he needed to bring them back for food and water. The sun was getting too hot for all three anyway. He was nearly to his cottage when he heard a voice. He recognized the voice immediately. She did accuse him of being a Death Eater once so it was hard to forget even though he only spoke to her in the flesh that one time. "Ms. McKinnon?" He called. "Are you quite alright?" He didn't draw his wand so he really hoped she recognized him. "This is Ernie MacMillan," he added just in case.