lctcarrow:
“Hard isn’t it, to always be in the shadow of a better sibling. I couldn’t imagine having two of them. At least I tend to be the more relatable one.” Talking without considering was a trademark of Alecto’s personality. It was part of the reason why she liked her job, the opportunity to clean up, force someone to forget her mistakes and her missteps.
“Both of us always make the right choices too late. Amycus was inducted before I was. Same age, but he held more value than I did. At least you know, no matter what you do, they still want you back. Could’ve fought against us, and there still would have been a place waiting for you.”
In response to Alecto’s words, Andromeda’s spine stiffened. She had always felt like she was in Bellatrix and Narcissa’s shadows, but nobody had ever said it directly to her and especially not so bluntly. “I don’t mind it. We’ve all got our roles to play, and what kind of sister would I be if I didn’t enjoy watching them thrive?” The kind that leaves them in the first place, she supposed.
“It’s better late than never.” A hum of agreement sounded and Andromeda nodded along with what Alecto was saying. Though she wasn’t sympathetic of the path that the Carrow’s had gone down, she could relate to the bare bones of it. “I’m grateful for that. I wasn’t sure if that would be the case, but I’m glad to know it was. You don’t think Amycus would do the same for you?”
