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unicornkeeper07 
Rafe admired her bravery and felt bad that she went through this alone during the summer, but she was strong and wouldn't have it any other way. "Marilyn, you're not a girl that does something without thinking it through...but, there are other solutions you should consider." He was surprised that she was able to slip away so easily. Not an easy feat, and by herself no less?
"I could open it for you? I mean if you really wanted to hear what he has to say... I've kind of built up an immunity to poisons and curses," Rafe said with a smirk. "Thick skin kind of runs in the family." Rafe caught her smirk, it was something behind it, like a fire behind it, that he liked so much. "I still think you should turn him in, though I don't think Azkaban would be enough punishment," though a year ago he thought that would sufficed. "Just ask it of me and I can make some arrangements and you will no longer have to worry about cursed letters or him jumping you in dark corners. You can use me to make these arrangements, it's the least I could do."
Marilyn's smirk only broadened as Rafe tried to convince her to let him handle the situation.
"While I can't deny that it's more than likely you'll become involved...I don't want you to have to worry over me right now...You obviously have so much going on yourself." She frowned at him then, lifting herself to where she could rest on her knees. She brushed his face with her fingertips, running them lightly over the marks.
"I can honestly say I've never seen someone wear scars so well." She was staring at him, yes...but she couldn't stop. There was something about those scars on him. They made him seem dangerous almost...but not to her. It was an odd feeling...not entirely unpleasant either.
Realizing she was probably scaring Rafe a little bit with how she'd froze and was gawking practically, Marilyn had the grace to blush. She bit her lip, trying to remember exactly what she was saying before...
Oh yea... "...Anyway, I didn't escape on my own and I haven't been without help...If it weren't for my mother giving me my Gringott's key from her side of the family and Jazz, I think he'd have already found me and seriously hurt me...I doubt he'd ever kill me...but as we both said early, there are worse things."
She paused for another moment and gave him a look.
"And I don't care if you have built up an immunity. Rafe, im not risking your health...and that's final. Please...just agree with me." Her eyes were pleading with him not to insist on doing such a thing. There's no telling what could be done to those letters with how angry her father could get.
When he offered once again to handle it for her, she smiled almost sadly.
"You'd really go though all that trouble for me?