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Backstory: My First Time
When: December, 1961
Summary: Of stable boys and first times

When Marlene returned home for the Christmas holiday, she was told that their trip was cancelled. At the beginning of December, Cuba became communist and Grandpa was making trips, helping the Cuban wizarding community leave without causing too much confusion with the Muggles. It seemed that moving a whole country, even when their numbers were very small, was not an easy thing. Marlene didn't understand why when they could just Apparate, but her grandfather started explaining about ties to one's country, sentimental values, and Marlene decided that people were just strange. She was only tied to her family and Alastor, moving wouldn't take long as long as she had them, but she didn't say that. Instead, she nodded, and went to the stable to see her horses and let them know that she was back for the Christmas holidays

The first thing she noticed was that one of the stable boys was actually a boy. Grandma called Jeff a stable boy and Marlene was sure that he was at least fifty, but this boy was just a boy. In fact, she was pretty sure she'd seen him somewhere. She frowned as she got near him and her favourite horse. "Don't I know you?"

"No," he said with a snort. "Just started working here two months ago."

Marlene patted Fury, still looking at the boy. "But I know you... Didn't I see you in school? Yes, I did, Hufflepuff. Did you take your NEWTs already?"

The boy laughed. "No, no NEWTs for me. I took my OWLs in June, turned seventeen in September and got me a job right after." He slid his hand over the black stallion. "This is what I want to do, take care of animals, magical and not. No need for NEWTs."

Marlene didn't say that school was good for everything, the more you knew and understood, the easier it was. Instead she studied him. He was taller than she was, cute with the black hair, blue eyes and all the freckles on his face. "What's your name?"

"Liam O'Reilley."

She moved closer, smiling. "Black Irish," she said, brushing his hair.

"Does that make a difference?" he asked looking at her suspiciously.

Marlene shrugged. "Not really. An idiot is an idiot regardless of how he looks, and someone nice is still nice."

"Very deep for a twelve year old."

Marlene snorted. "I'm thirteen, and you know it."

"Yes? How do you know that?"

She shrugged again. "Everyone knows me. Didn't you hear? I'm the bad girl at Hogwarts."

"And is that true?"

No one ever asked her that, and after a moment, she laughed. "No, but I like kissing if you're interested."

Liam seemed to think it over, and then nodded. "Yeah, I think I am."

"I have to go and settled in, but I'll see you later." She raised on the tip of her feet and kissed him chastely. "Bye, Liam."

"Bye, Marlene."

She turned around and smirked. She was right; he knew who she was.

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Marlene began spending more and more time with Fury. If Liam just happened to be there, there wasn't anything she could do. If they spent time afterwards making out, that really was something she enjoyed and wouldn't look for excuses.

Liam never mentioned words like girlfriend or love, but he taught her about blowjobs and going down on her, and that was amazing. She didn't need any more lies when she could feel that good. Each day, she learnt something new, something exciting until it was almost time to go back to school.

"You're leaving tomorrow." It wasn't a question. Liam knew it just as well as she did. "I want... I want to... you know... sex."

Marlene smiled and nodded. Mum had taught her all about birth control when she had gone off to Hogwarts at age eleven, but this was the first time that she used the spell, before lying on the hay with Liam.

It was messy and not as pleasant as some of the other things that they had done, but he said that it would get better, he'd show her in the summer. She agreed, but didn't worry too much. He might be there or not, but there would be other boys.

When she went back to her room, she wrote Alastor, telling him everything, but then she burnt it. Some things needed to be told in person. Tomorrow, she'd see Alastor again and that was better than sex.