Amycus Carrow

My name is Amycus Carrow. I'm eighteen years old, twin brother to Alecto, and follower of the Dark Lord.

[asepulcris-blog]

"I vote no on putting your shirt back on, a little distraction never hurt anyone."

[death-eater-carrow]

"I think you just enjoy seeing me shirtless, love. But you're supposed to be studying."

[asepulcris-blog]

Hestia frowned slightly but knew he was probably right. She doubted she was going to be able stand on her own, let alone anything else. “Right here is comfortable,” she said as she looked around. “Will you be there when I wake up?”

[death-eater-carrow]

"You may be comfortable here love, but how about we take you back to your dorm? Or mine? Which ever one is easiest for you." Amycus spoke softly, pressing a gently kiss to her neck. "I'll be there. I won't leave you drunk and I won't leave you hungover either."

[la-fleur-noire-deactivated20141]

"Oh, is it now?" Narcissa attempted to bite back a grin, failing miserably. "Well, I don’t know who it was who gave you that idea, but I’m afraid you’ve been misinformed."

[death-eater-carrow]

"Oh really?" Amycus smirked, once again, rolling his bare shoulders after his workout. "I think many of the other girls have enjoyed seeing me train."

[ofodinn]

Well I was bored and went into Hogsmede and there were these people there who were being annoying and I found myself far too fascinated torturing them and it went too far, so yeah. Do you know how satisfying it is listening to someone scream as they die? It’s just so amazing really.

[death-eater-carrow]

Alecto.. are you telling me you killed people in the middle of Hogsmede?

[wintertravers]

"Oh, you think this is bitchy? Love, this is me trying to be nice. Now I suggest you run along before I really hurt your feelings, yeah?"

[death-eater-carrow]

"Well now I'm definitely staying. Try me, sweetheart."

[asepulcris-blog]

A mischievous grin danced on her lips and her grip around him tightened. “But I’ve missed you,” she murmured as she nuzzled into his neck.

[death-eater-carrow]

Amycus gave a small, throaty chuckle and ran his fingers through her hair as she nuzzle her neck. "I missed you too, but we should probably find a bed for you or something so that you can sleep."

[asepulcris-blog]

"Only for a little bit. Rather watch you than to look at my potions essay."

[death-eater-carrow]

"Maybe I should put my shirt back on so that you're no longer distracted."

[ofodinn]

You’re not going to like it.

[death-eater-carrow]

What?

[wintertravers]

"And I think that your ego’s getting too big for your own good. But now that you’re done showing off for an audience that doesn’t care, maybe I can drink my tea in peace."

[death-eater-carrow]

"Wow, someone is in a bitchy mood today. What crawled up your ass and died, Winnie?"

[la-fleur-noire-deactivated20141]

"Not when he’s doing so in the doorway of the girl’s dormitories."

[death-eater-carrow]

"It's the best place to do it."

[asepulcris-blog]

As he pulled her closer, a simple action that had her heart rate spiking, she press her lips down his jaw. She missed him and now that he was here, she could allow herself to completely relax in his arms.

[death-eater-carrow]

A soft groan escaped the male's lips as Hestia trailed her lips down his jaw, and he gripped at her hips. "You're far too drunk for me to allow you to kiss me like that, darling."

[asepulcris-blog]

"Show off."

[death-eater-carrow]

"Were you watching me, love?"

[wintertravers]

"Your form’s looking a little sloppy today, Carrow."

[death-eater-carrow]

"On the contrary; I think it was rather good."

[ofodinn]

What exactly are you doing? I’ve been looking everywhere for you.

[death-eater-carrow]

Keeping in shape, dear sister. What did you want?

[la-fleur-noire-deactivated20141]

"You always have been a massive show-off."

[death-eater-carrow]

"Can a man not exercise without being called a show off?" 

[death-eater-carrow]

[asepulcris-blog]

Hestia smiled against his lips and deepened their kiss as her arms locked around his neck pulling him closer to her. 

[death-eater-carrow]

Despite the girl's tipsiness, Amycus just tugged her closer to him, wanting to feel her against him. He had been so scared, and now, he didn't have to be; she was safe.