Amycus Carrow

AMYCUS CARROW is a 23 years old PUREBLOOD. The MALE is known for working as an OBLIVIATOR while being WITH THE DEATH EATERS. The SLYTHERIN alumni is said to be INTELLIGENT, DETERMINED but also SADISTIC, MANIPULATIVE. If he had a theme song, it would be CRAZY=GENIUS - PANIC AT THE DISCO.

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herfairfury:

✞ - Our characters attend visit a cemetery/specific person’s grave

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She didn’t understand it. She was supposed to feel upset at her father’s death but she wasn’t. Even standing at his grave didn’t do anything to her. Maybe because of how he treated her she felt nothing towards him. No emotion, nothing. It’s like the past 13 years made her completely forget the years before. Her father wasn’t awful to her before Hogwarts, or not as bad, so why doesn’t the loss cause any kind of emotion? She decided she had to tell him, it was eating her up inside keeping this secret from him. Despite the awful timing she couldn’t keep it secret any longer. “Amycus. There’s something I need to tell you. It’s important.”

Amycus had wanted to visit their father’s grave. He still somehow missed the horrible man that had altered so much of his personality and shaped who he was today. He’d been standing there in silence, looking at the headstone when he heard his twin speak. He looked over. “Hm?” He asked quietly. 

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evanofrose:

As soon as Amycus stepped aside, Evan walked in. Well, more like stumbled in, as he had to catch his balance against the nearest wall to make sure he wouldn’t fall to the ground. “Oh, please. As if I never clean after myself. Or make a mess.” He continued, making his way over the couch while still keeping his balance with the wall. “When I make a mess, there’s usually someone else making it with me.” He commented, words slurred, instants before dropping on the couch.

Amycus closed the door once Evan walked in. He watched him stumble over to the couch and tried hard not to laugh at him, though with how ridiculously he was walking it was almost impossible. “I wouldn’t mind making a mess if it included a muggleborn or blood traitor, but I believe you’re too drunk to make that kind of mess right now.”  

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Alecto Carrow and Amycus Carrow observing the town one evening.

Summer 2017, taken by Evan Rosier.

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julesjcrdan:

“WELL, are you going to stop staring and actually come and dance with me, or am I going to have to drag your arse to the dance floor myself?”

“I don’t normally dance at functions like this. I’m a terrible dancer.” Amycus said. That was a lie. He loved dancing and was fairly good at it having been taught from a young age. But he only danced with people he knew were purebloods or people he was trying to manipulate into doing things for him. 

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shortylike-astrid:

“ DON’T give me that look,  just because I had a couple shots, doesn’t mean I can’t handle a couple sparklers, it’s New Year’s Eve for Merlin’s sake, LIVE a little, take a round of shots yourself,” the brunette slurred as she reached for a set of sparklers, wand wiggling round in the air as she tried to concentrate on a fire making spell. 

“And just because you don’t mind setting this place on fire tonight, doesn’t mean we all want it to go up in flames.” Amycus said. “Give me the sparklers.” He said, holding out his hand. “Now.” He added. 

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halfparkinson:

When she first agreed to go to that ball with Amycus, Cordelia was convinced it’d be a pain - and certainly the worst way to end a year and start a new one. She was diving into backwards, not even _sure _she wanted to give him the benefit of the doubt. But as the night went on, she realized it wasn’t as bad as she expected. Of course, she would’ve had a lot more fun on her own, but he proved to have convincing arguments.·“Alright, I’ll admit, I didn’t expect to appreciate this thing with you this much. But it really isn’t _that _bad.”·

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“I told you.” Amycus said. People seemed to doubt him a lot, which Amycus did not appreciate. He was good at everything he did, from his job to being a manipulative ass to get more people to join the Death Eaters.·“Now. How about a dance?” He asked. He was trying very hard to be gentlemanly as he knew that would be the best way to win her over.·

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evanofrose:

☾- One of our characters shows up to the other’s place drunk. 

He couldn’t remember the last time he drank that much. The feeling it gave, the feeling of losing control, he hated it, which was why Evan stayed away from getting drunk. But lately, the pressure of the war and work combined had been getting to him. Perhaps the rumors he’d heard about the Ministry having caught word of murdered Muggles had been stressing him more than he let it show. Nonetheless, he’d gotten far more drinks than he usually would that night, not even remembering how he made his way to this place. His body was leaned against the wall as he raised an arm to knock on the door. The weak knocks enough to bring the occupant of this place to open the door. “Ah, Amy, Amy… Amycus! My good friend!” Evan started when he saw the other, breath stinking of alcohol. The corner of his lips weakly curled into a smirk as he tried to make a step inside. “You wouldn’t mind letting me sleep here, would you?”

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Amycus had been having a quiet evening. Not something he did often as he was always looking for thrills and excitement. He’d spent the evening doing boring mundane things like filling out paperwork for his job, He grew slightly annoyed as he heard the knock on his door. He stood up and walked over, slowly opening the door. “Evan?” He asked, raising an eyebrow. Evan seemed super drunk, which was amusing. “Only if you promise to clean up after yourself.” He said, shaking his head as he stepped to the side to let his friend into the house. 

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misskneen:

Trip Jinx: causes the victim of the jinx to trip and fall. 

Florence could only feel herself trip and fall over. She had been trying to turn another direction in order to avoid him, which made her strongly believe she didn’t trip on her own. Tucking some hair behind her ear, Florence looked up, only to see him walking in her direction. “I don’t know what I did, but I’m not looking for troubles.” She stated, staying on the ground although her hand did reach inside her jacket for her wand.

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“Oops sorry.” Amycus said, a slight smirk on his face. “I thought you were someone else.” He said, holding his hand out to help her up. “It was a simple mistake, really.” He said. 

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halfparkinson:

Expelliarmus: used to disarm another wizard, typically by causing the victim’s wand to fly out of reach. 

Whenever she was alone late at night, Cordelia developed a habit to always have a hand on her wand. It was only a precaution, which proved to be useful that day. The moment she saw him, just a few feet away, and reaching out for something, her wand was out and pointed at him. It didn’t even take longer for her to cast an Expelliarmus, casting whatever was in his hand fly away from him. “What do you want, Carrow?” Lia asked, keeping her wand pointed in his direction.

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Amycus frowned as he watched his knife fly halfway down the road. He held his hand out and accioed it back, sliding it into its sheath on his side so he didn’t have to worry about Lia making it disappear again. “I want you to accompany me to the New Years Ball that the ministry is hosting.” He said. 

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liiilypotter:

harry potter spells ↝ @hecarrow·

Locomotor Mortis: locks the legs together, preventing the victim from moving the legs in any fashion. The target can hop when affected by this curse, but walking is impossible without the countercurse.

as soon as she feels her legs being bound together, lily can virtually hear alastor moody bellowing his mantra of ‘constant vigilance!’ at her. had the witch not been too distracted by carkitt market’s window displays, she would have seen the former slytherin aiming his wand right at her. stupid, stupid, stupid. she should know better by now than to stroll around alone… anyone could be a threat nowadays, no matter the place. the witch is quick to reach for her wand, wandering eyes searching for whoever had fired the spell at her, only to be met with the wicked grin of amycus carrow. of fucking course. brows furrow as she casts the countercurse on herself, jaw set as she strides over to the wizard before all but spitting words at him. “is that what your beloved ‘dark lord’ has been teaching you lot? how to use first year curses to intimidate the enemies?”

“What the Dark Lord teaches his followers is nothing of your concern,” Amycus said. “And whether or not I am one of said followers is also none of your concern.” He said. “It's amusing to watch other people suffer. You should try it sometime. And also be grateful that it wasn’t anything worse because I could have put you through hell Mrs Potter.” 

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moonyshowl:

Remus’ feet dragged on the broken cobblestone under them as he left the small café. On such a grim day he wished for a thicker jacket, or an umbrella to save him from the feeling of damp clothes against his skin, but he was out of luck. Instead, he tried to keep close to the buildings, hoping they would act as a shield against the relentless weather. It only felt right they also had to suffer through the downpour during times like these. Troubling… troubling times like these. Or maybe he thought too soon. Seeing a break in the buildings, Remus ducked down a narrow alley way to avoid dampening the books under his arm any further. “Damn…” As he attempted to brush off the droplets from the pages, he looked up to see someone else had also found his little hiding spot from the rain. “Sorry, d’you mind if I hide out with you till this passes over? If this passes over I should say…”

Amycus had been hiding long before the rain had started falling. In fact, he’d been there all day, people watching. It was one of Amycus’s favorite things to do. He enjoyed watching idiotic people do idiotic things. It was super entertaining to him. He was always looking for his next victim. 

When the other man rudely interrupted him from his thoughts he rolled his eyes and appeared angry. “I do mind. Why should I have to share my hiding spot with you? Now go.” He said. 

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Introducing -> Amycus Carrow

CAMERON MONAGHAN - AMYCUS CARROW is a 23 years old PUREBLOOD. The MALE is known for working as an OBLIVIATOR while being WITH THE DEATH EATERS. The SLYTHERIN alumni is said to be INTELLIGENT, DETERMINED but also SADISTIC, MANIPULATIVE. If he had a theme song, it would be CRAZY=GENIUS - PANIC AT THE DISCO.

BASICS

Name: Amycus Andonis Carrow

Birthday: July 13th

Zodiac: Cancer

Birthplace: Carrow Manor 

Hometown: Surrey, England 

PHYSICAL

Hair color: Orange Red

Eye color: Green 

Body shape: Athletic 

Ethnicity: White (Polish and Irish)

Tattoo(s): Dark Mark on his arm

Piercing(s): N/A

FAMILY

Parents: Clementine Burke (Mother, Alive), Andonis Carrow (Father, Deceased)

Siblings: Alecto Carrow (Younger Twin Sister) 

Pets: N/A

Other important family members: N/A

PAST 

What was their family like? Growing up in a pureblood, purist family was hard. His parents were extremely strict with their children and everything was run on a tight schedule. Amycus loved his parents though and looked up to them, though they were a very bad influence on their son. Amycus was always very protective of his baby twin, Alecto. He was very close to her and before Hogwarts, the two were nearly inseparable. She is one person he can truly say he loves. 

What was it like growing up? Life growing up for Amycus was fairly easy. He was a spoiled rotten child and got everything he could ever dream of. Though he was hardly perfect. When he was younger he used to play with halfblood children and muggleborn children that lived in his town. Little did he know this was not what was expected of pureblood children. Right before his eleventh birthday his parents caught him and invited his friends over. There were two children and his parents told him that he could either torture them or they died (after an hour-long punishment that he received). Amycus tortured them, but their fate ended in death anyway. After that Amycus changed. He became a harsh, cold purist and was basically a miniature form of what he is today. 

What was their school life like? Amycus was very quickly sorted into Slytherin and accepted very quickly. He was a bright young man and all the girls thought he was handsome. When he was in his fourth year he joined the Quidditch team as a beater and loved every moment of it. Though he had a very bad habit of bullying and torturing anyone he believed was less than him. This lead to multiple people being afraid of him, but he enjoyed the power he had as is soothed his need to see others miserable. 

How did they decide to do this job? His dad got it for him since Amycus has no clue what he wanted to do with his life. 

Write about at least one important event in your character’s life. When Amycus was ten years old, after the muggleborn ordeal his father gave him a sheath knife. Amycus was told that it had been in the family for years and because he was the next male he got it. From that moment on he became everything a Carrow was expected to be and more. He hasn’t stopped carrying the knife, even though he has used it to torture many victims. 

MISC

Does your character drink? Yes, and often. 

Does your character smoke? Yes, and often. 

Does your characters take drugs? Not regularly, but he has and isn’t opposed to doing it again

Favorite movie: N/A, doesn’t really enjoy movies as he doesn’t have the attention span to watch them

Favorite TV show: N/A, doesn’t watch tv as he forgets when shows are coming on and doesn’t like watching them. 

Favorite color: Green

One thing they could not live without: His knife, which was given to him by his father and he’s carried it since it was given to him.

How often do they use Muggle technologies? Hardly ever. He owns a phone because of his line of work, but other than that doesn’t usually deal with it. 

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