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AN: It has been a while since I actually wrote a story for fanfiction, and even longer since I have written something with more than one chapter. I was inspired by Marlene, and this story, in two parts, will tell her side. (With constant reference to Alice and Frank and Lily and James, of course.) The last time I wrote a multichapter fic, I updated every day. That is not happening this time, as I am trying to write a better and more thorough story. I hope you like it!
Memories flashed before my eyes as I fell. Hogwarts, Lily and Frank, my family. Graduating, getting a job, exploring the world.
Twenty-three is not a good age to die.
But, in my last few moments on Earth, there was one thing that stuck out more than the rest. It was really rather unsuitable. Why should that be the one thing that sticks, after years of more pressing times and adventures.
It was bad enough for me to be thinking about Cornelius. I had forgotten about Lily and Frank or Marcy and Margaret or even Goneril and Alastor. Why was Cornelius—the one who had gotten me into this mess—taking up the time that could have been devoted to my family or friends?
But not even Cornelius could fully monopolize my last thoughts, as all the memories came rushing back.