Marek was somewhat worried about what would happen to him under the new Minister, who was not a Death Eater. He and Melinda had discussed it, and he was fairly sure that there was very little evidence against them other than their participation in the battle - which had been relatively short-lived, considering Marek's injury partway through - and the scar of the Mark on their arms. Even with the other scars on his arm, the snake and skull were still fairly obvious.
As he'd said to Felixa, though, he really didn't want to run. He would serve a sentence in Azkaban if need be, hopefully a short one, and then he would be done with it. In the meantime, he was recuperating, keeping his head low, and holding his ground.
"I figured I was on it," he said with a grin. "You're on my list, too." Which also included his sister, the rest of his family, Duke, Chas, and Alec. He felt vaguely as if he were forgetting someone, but he didn't think he was.