#c amycus

[alectocxrrows]

who: alecto and amycus where: the carrow twins’ manor

“When do I get to get VIP passes to one of your games, brother dearest?” Alecto hopped onto his bed, looking over at him as he sat at his desk. “You know I’m the most deserving and besides, I come along with the added bonus of not dragging along any unwanted extras.” Friends, acquaintances, whatever they could be called - though she had some of the latter, she’d never really seen the point in it. 

“Either that, or come out for drinks with me. I think there’s a chance I’ll be promoted, and you’re the first one I’m telling, even sooner than dad.” Because of course she’d tell him first - even if she ran into their father on a semi-regular basis, he wasn’t the family member who she felt most connected to.

“Or... both?” She offered him a bright grin. “How much luck shall I have with that?”

@amycuscxrrow​

[old-mckmarl]

“There’s more drinks on the other side of the room.” She didn’t need to make another sloppy excuse to Lily for why she even found herself around Amycus again. “You should go there, darling.” @acvrrcw​

[beatricce]

She had washed off her hands and done her best to scourgify her robe, but unaware, the young girl missed the splotches of paint on her dress. “Hello?” She called out, hoping to find him in the potions room. She’d last seen him in class and she had completely forgotten about what words still needed to be exchanged. Unfortunately, Beatrice nearly blew a hole in her cauldron because she noticed the soft redhead sitting in front of her and the results of such distraction now rested on a canvas in the Hufflepuff common room. “Non ho peli sula lingua.” Amycus would understand, she was sure of it. “We need to talk about something and I have been thinking a lot.” @acvrrcw​

[charityfaithfull]

Charity arrived at the classroom early. The staircases had worked in her favor and it was quite refreshing to think she’d get the seat she wanted for her arithmancy. However, apparently, whoever had class in here previously hadn’t completely filtered out of the room yet. “I’ll come back later.” Hanging around the Carrow boy wasn’t really on her agenda for the day so she turned back to the door, only to find it had locked and shut behind her. With a groan she removed her wand “Alohomora....Alohomora Maxima...” Neither worked, leaving a knot in her stomach to think she couldn’t quickly solve this in front of him of all people. “Is Peeves holding the bloody knob?” Well maintained accent gave way to London cockney as she wrangled with the door handle once more. “That’s great, isn’t it?”

@amycxsc​