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Alexandra McKinney, American Bureau of Magical Affairs

Magical ★ Joint Terrorism Task Force • Agent
#20835
Dobby has come to protect Harry Potter, to warn him...

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Location: Isla's Home • Date: October 2002
Time of Day: Early Morning • Weather: Cloudy


There were elements of their last night together she had already forgotten. She had no recollection of who had first collapsed on Isla's bed, which of them had finally relinquished the night. Perhaps it had been a silent agreement, both of them, satisfied they had silently settled to rest for the short remainder of the night.

Determined to build a keepsake, a piece of home to bring on her mission, there were details of their last evening Alex had astutely committed to memory. With vivid lucidity, she could project behind her closed eyelids Isla's untethered smile, a radiant beauty she felt she had never truly been privileged to witness before that night. The flame ablaze behind her dark brown eyes as she had claimed Alex's body had scorched the agent's memory. Even now as she laid on her back in Isla's bed she promised herself to remember the weight of the blonde's head on her shoulder, the soothing tingle of her breath tickling her skin... Alexandra pressed her lips atop Isla's head and took a deep breath, she would never be able to put words on the smell that invaded her mind, but she knew she would remember the rare feeling of content it conjured.

Wrapped in the reassurance of Isla's constant breathing, she was lulled into the morning. She could not tell if Isla was asleep or simply lying awake in her arms, but she knew she dreaded the fact that she would soon have to leave the warmth of their embrace.
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Isla Fields, American Bureau of Magical Affairs

Magical ★ Executive Branch • Senior Advisor
#20885
It wasn't very often that Isla Fields allowed herself the time to simply lounge in bed, letting herself get lost in her mind and the woman next to her. She hadn't breathed a word since she woke, keeping her eyes closed least the last day she had with Alex slip through her fingers. She would miss Alex, she would, but not in the way people probably suspected. Isla had lived a isolated life, and allowing someone into her inner sanctum had taken a lot of effort on her part and the idea of going back to that solitude made her skin crawl.

She would adapt however, like she always did, and it wouldn't take long before she got used to not sharing a bed, and not having to worry about whether she had enough food in her fridge for two. There would be no looking out for another person, and Isla hoped that adjustment would come quickly.

Not willing to open her eyes yet, but feeling a little restless, she stretched out her left leg and gripped the hip that her hand cupped tightly as she held back a yawn.
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Alexandra McKinney, American Bureau of Magical Affairs

Magical ★ Joint Terrorism Task Force • Agent
#20913
She traced the length of Isla's shoulder blade with her thumb before her fingers veered towards the blonde's spine. Caught in the valley of Isla's lower back, the agent closed her eyes and enjoyed a few more peaceful moments in Isla's arms.

Realizing that Isla was awake when she felt her tense against her chest, Alex eyed the villainous clock sitting on the nearby nightstand. She kissed the top of her partner's head. "I have to go," she whispered before she gently started slipping away from Isla.
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Isla Fields, American Bureau of Magical Affairs

Magical ★ Executive Branch • Senior Advisor
#20921
Suddenly more awake than she had been during the last hour, Isla rolled onto her side but kept her hand placed securely on the brunette's hip. Stretching out her fingers, she pressed them into the soft flesh beneath and opened her eyes to gaze at Alex intensely, "When do you leave?" She answered back in her own whisper, her voice gravely from sleep.