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❝---[her] beauty is a trap. a trap, a trap, a trap. Lots of people (men, mostly) find her m a d n e s s quite charming because she is so beautiful. && when is a monster not a m o n s t e r? Oh, when you love it.❞ Alecto Victoria Carrow · 25 Former Slytherin · Curse-Breaker Death Eater

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( ;;lucius )

Lucius nodded at the mention of Barty. He had seen potential in the teen and put up with his antics too much to not have some ounce of respect for him. “I’m merely saying we need to get one of our own in there.”

"We both know, that you, Lucius Malfoy, is far more than suitable for this spot than anyone of us.”

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( ;;logan )

“That’s a stroke of bad luck. At least there are more resources and support these days?”

“Thankfully, yeah.” She blinked, before avoiding for his eyes. “But with all the limitations set up by the ministry, I doubt those resources and support will help much, nor it will change anything.”

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( ;;remus )

“It was a bit of a shock when the whole thing when silent,” Remus sighed, vaguely recalling the panic and need to make sure everyone else was okay.

“It’s better here than to be there, if you ask.” Alecto feign a sigh before offered the young man another look. “It’s a pure predicament of chaos and rather traumatic event. You don’t know how does it feel to witness the attack and saw people dying in front of your eyes.”

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( ;;lucius )

Lucius leaned back in his chair, his eyebrows furrowing together once he reached the end of the article. “Now we need to replace him with one of our own,” He muttered then turned to face Alecto. He took his time in lowering the paper and neatly folded it before he continued. “A pity none of the recruits seem fitting for such a position.”

“Yes. Aside from Barty.” She suggested. The young man had been her favorite among the new recruits. Their last mission was more than enough to prove his agility and attention to the cause they’ve been fighting for. But, he is still too young to earn a spot on the top of the ministry, unless.. Lucius was having an answer they had been looking for. “Are you suggesting what I was thinking?”

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( ;;bellatrix )

“I can’t say I know what you mean,” Bellatrix replied, still the picture of impish glee. The Carrow siblings at her beck and call? Positively miraculous. “Less obvious?” She laughed. “Love, I’m a Black and a Lestrange. The dolts in the ministry could find one of us at the scene of the crime with fingerprints all over the guilty wand and we wouldn’t be charged.”

“You know better than to play coy with me. With that smirk, everyone knows you have something playing in your mind.” She raised an eyebrow at her unattainable hint of joy. “I was hit by a Cruciatus back in the Halloween attack, when I try to get Barty out from the field. Merlin knows, it was only a test to see how far they will act. Everyone will eventually make a mistake one day. It’s just a friendly reminder, is all.”

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Alecto chuckled with him, before pulled him closer and sealed his lips with a searing kiss.

Her heart hammered against her ribs rather painfully and her skin burned along with his touch. She feels herself began to ache for him. Merlin knows how much she wants to tell him-- to scream at him-- about how much she had craved for his presence, or having his arms wrapped around her and the taste of his lips against hers.

No matter how much she tries to shun him away, she can’t-- not without hurting them both. She knew the mistake she made, by pushing him away from her mind; only to find herself now pulling him closer and vowed to never let him go.

Her fingers fumbled in his vest before she tore them apart, along with his shirt, leaving his bare shoulder exposed to the air; right when her hair fall on her shoulder down to her back. She can no longer think about her previous plan about the night in town. There’s something else she had in mind and she knew her brother had been thinking about the same. This is crazy, this is madness. But, she doesn’t even care.

She need him too much.

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A sly grin tugged at the corner of her lips at the change of his tone. She leaned against his touch, allowing him to pull her closer. Her lips parted and Alecto muffled a moan at the soft friction of their skin. “Have I ever break my promise to you?”

Never.

Not even once.

She promised him everything in life that he deserved. A family, a partner, a shoulder to lean on, a pair of loving and accepting arms, and lastly, a freedom that was savagely snatched from him. She promised him all of her. Losing him once, only make her fiercely vowed to sacrifice anything to prevent it from happening. 

The only remnant of those dark days is an ineradicable loneliness that had put her in a worse state of depression. She begins to throw herself at distraction over distractions. From buried herself into endless works and tasks, to downing in liquors, or anything to relieve her pain away. The thought of living a life without him again was already a torture for her.

And he’s kissed her back.

He’s everywhere. Up on her back, over her arms and soon clouded her mind. “I know.” She breathes. Suddenly her kissing becomes harder, deeper, with a fervent urgent need she can always recognize whenever their lips met.

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“Well, well, well,” Lucius mused over his copy of the daily prophet, a slight frown marring his features. “This is quite an interesting turn of events.”

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Sipping from her cup of coffee, Alecto glanced at the copy of the prophet on his hand. She caught a glimpse of the headline before offering a nonchalant shrug to the man before her. “At least someone has done it right this time.”

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( ;;dorcas )

“I agree on releasing something to the public, I do, but I just want to hear something. Maybe they could just say something those working in the Ministry? Those that could do something to help. I’m part of the Auror department, I think I deserve something.” Dorcas stated, not caring how her words sounded, still just recalling on the emotions and implications of everything that’s happened. Dorcas would regret them later, but for now she could only think of those filthy Death Eaters getting their hands on all those innocent people. She didn’t mean for it to sound as if she deserved to be more informed than anyone, that’s not it at all. She just wanted to hear something. Anything was better than this silence.

Alecto stares at the other woman, who was clearly on the brink of bursting from her bubble of emotional range. She never gets it, how could someone break into tears simply because someone’s death-- someone who is not even related to them at all. “They won’t even release any insight story regarding the incident to you?” She musters up a sincere concern and curiosity as she makes her way closer to the woman. “Now, that’s outrageous.” She cooed, taking her hand in hers. “What did they tell you, then?”

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( ;;bellatrix )

Rodolphus could be a dolt about many things, but his knack for strategy almost made Bellatrix respect her husband. Alecto, with a cool head and the willingness to take care of her own, made the perfect partner. Bellatrix almost wondered if the two of them would be happy together, but that thought had barely crossed her mind before Amycus’ face flashed before her eyes and she nearly found herself laughing. “Shall I play with my food first?” She grinned. “Or would a simple execution do the trick?” Silently, she hoped for the former, but the latter was far more likely.

“What’s with that face?” She couldn’t help but frowned and slightly annoyed, as she had failed to place the hint of gleefulness that was flashing on the other woman’s features. As if a mischievous kind of thoughts relating to her was appearing in her mind. “Oh, you know the drill.” Alecto shrugged. “Have fun with it. But still, make it less obvious for everyone to put the blame on you.”

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( ;;logan )

“‘You guys.’ You sound like a muggle yourself. Blood status is silly to me. There are plenty of great witches and wizards that are halfbloof or muggleborn.”

“Well, technically, it’s not a ‘Muggle’. I think Squib is more fitting.”

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( ;;bellatrix )

“Oh, but it wasn’t a threat. Threats imply emptiness.” She grinned, a slightly manic light entering her eyes at the thought. “I promise, love, or have you forgotten?” The memory of the last man who’d crossed the Lestranges hung heavy in the air before Bellatrix, clearing her throat, dropped the tension. “The Minister,” She breathed. The sound almost hissed between her lips and the grin she gave was serpentine. “Oh, yes, you’ll certainly need my help for that. Where do we begin?”

It’s never a wise move to start a conversation by impend to put her brother into harm. But, Bellatrix is something else, who won’t simply reasoned her way out from playing on her rage. She shrugged her boastful course of declaration away, ignoring her last comment. “I’ll help your husband with arranging the perfect spots for everyone inside the pitch. Therefore, we’ll distract them with a surprise attack from several corners and boxes.” She begins. “Your job, however, is just to make sure that our Minister to stop breathing.”

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( ;;remus )

Remus merely nodded in reply.

“At a friend’s,” He shrugged. “I wasn’t in a good enough mood for going out to the bar, so we stuck to listening over the radio.”

Alecto subtly nodded at his response. At least, it’s nice to know that he’s not a part of those people who was trying to throw hexes on her that day.

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( ;;remus )

“It’s just an awful way for a year to end is all,” He shrugged. “Makes me nervous for what’s bound to come next.”

“That’s normal to feel nervous. But, what matters is not to let those thoughts affect how you live your life.” Alecto murmured quietly. She was quite stunned by her own choice of words and how strange those come from her. 

“Where were you when that attack happened?”

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( ;;bellatrix )

Classified? Bellatrix was sure she wasn’t included included in that list. However, with a petulant sigh and a roll of her eyes, she growled, “Alright, Carrow. I’ll bite. I’ll help - but the moment it appears my efforts are unappreciated, you may just find something dearly beloved at the one end of a pike. Are we clear?”

Alecto glared at her, merely blinded by the mention of her brother. Her jaw hardened as she throws her glance away to across the room. “Threatening to hurt him won’t get you anywhere but your own demise, Lestrange.” She forced herself to look at her, before sighing quietly. “The Boxing Day. Our next mission is to sneak into the Quidditch Match and the Minister is our main target.”