Felixa was quite glad Marek was out of the hospital and in a location with some decent wards, especially after the incident with Bellatrix Lestrange. First of all, had that witch decided Marek hadn't...done enough for her, she may have tried to kill him. And secondly, now that she had escaped, the measures were much more strict at the hospital. Marek didn't want to run, and truly, neither did she. But the witch always preferred to be ready for anything.
But those thoughts and plans percolated in the background, as she was just happy and pleased to see Marek again. Felixa had returned to wandmaking and selling. Some people had needed new wands, and Felixa was happy to help them find matches, though she preferred not to think about the horrible fates that had met their first wand. But life, as long as things went well for Marek and Melinda Bobbin, was good. Tiberius had a new job. Aureliana had secured a position she wanted. Felixa didn't have to worry about her family anymore.
And thus, she had come to spend her Saturday with Marek, at least some of it. And the witch knocked.