Marley nodded. People would, and said all sorts of things about her. Once upon a time, they might have even been true. But that was once upon a time. Harry's magic was a great deal more overt than her own, which tempted her to accuse him of showing off, but she was old enough to wisely bite her tongue. The very young were rarely very subtle. Even Marley Jacobs.

"I'd love a cup of tea, if you don't mind," she said, "Perhaps some soup and sandwiches would be in order as well. It doesn't pay to go wizarding on an empty stomach."