It was a bit of a hike from the Hospital Wing in Hogwarts down to the village, and with all the snow that had been accumulating, she'd had to leave a little earlier than she had planned. While Lyra was thrilled to be seeing Marcus again, there was definitely work she wanted to be doing, now that she had a task at hand, thanks to the Finnigan boy and his dark magic problems. So fascinating. She arrived just a little after their arranged time of eight, though not so late as to be disrespectful. Even if she had broken off their engagement, something she was sure they were both okay with, Marcus was still a good friend and someone she trusted.
Spotting him, he wasn't hard to miss, Lyra made her way to the table he had commandeered and pressed a kiss to his cheek in greeting. "Hello, love." She was very fond of Marcus.