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Barty wasn’t too pleased to be sharing a cabin with anyone, but he supposed it was better than sitting with some mundane student. “Where’s Alecto?”
Amycus was relieved at having someone else there that he tolerated, but he was not going to say that, of course. Instead, he acted as if Barty was a slight burden but one he would tolerate; he was sure it wasnt exactly effective but it hardly mattered. “Not sure, surprised you dont know, thought she was with a gathering of Slytherins.”
Hestia was peeking through compartment doors looking for Gwenog, only a little irritated. Honestly, she looked away only for a second and her cousin just vanished. She peeks into Amycus compartment and pulled a face. “Oh, you. Sorry.”
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Amycus looked up to find the small hufflepuff he had seen around but never looked at twice. He arches an eyebrow and scoffs. “Yes me, you seem more surprised than you should be, since you are the one who invited yourself in.”
Amycus was all but dying of boredom, but he would hardly do something about it. There was nothing to be done, Alecto was busy and anyone else he tolerated was not to be seen.
She swore James had been right next to her a minute ago, but when Lydia turned around, she could already see him boarding with his friends. Of course he’d run off to find his friends. Lydia finally found a door that wasn’t being blocked by other kids and boarded the train. She found herself dodging other kids running up and down the length of the train. She found a compartment- finally- and leaned in half-way. “Mind if I sit with you? My brother ran off.”
Amycus looked up from his book to find Lydia half-way in his compartment. He arched his eyebrow; the superiority he felt over her was evident a mile away. “What exactly would compel you to do that, Potter?”
Truthfully, she didn’t really want to sit with Amycus. But she didn’t feel like being the butt of a joke for James and his friends either. And she couldn’t find Antonia. At this point, Cassius would be more pleasing to sit with, but she couldn’t find him either. “The rest are filling up, Carrow, and I am sad to say, yours is the only one with a free seat.”
In all honesty, Amycus couldnt care less where she sat, as long as it wasnt next to him, and as long as she didnt talk. But if she was anything like her brother, he wouldnt get a moment’s peace. Besides, he could hardly start his year in the company of a Potter. “Why, that is a travesty. I hear the corridor is very comfortable if you dont mind being stepped on every once in a while.”
She hoped what she gave him was a sickly sweet smile. “You could always say ‘Yes, I do mind if you sit with me, Potter’. It’s nicer.” she pulled away from the compartment. She didn’t have time to stand there and sass him. She’d find someone else to sit with. It was better for her to give up when someone was being rude, she found. “Pardon me, then, Carrow. I have a brother to track down.”
Amycus scoffed at the idea, but was nonetheless pleased that she had taken the hint and was leaving. “Enjoy yourself, Potter. And thank you for the tip, nicer is exactly what I am going for.”
She swore James had been right next to her a minute ago, but when Lydia turned around, she could already see him boarding with his friends. Of course he’d run off to find his friends. Lydia finally found a door that wasn’t being blocked by other kids and boarded the train. She found herself dodging other kids running up and down the length of the train. She found a compartment- finally- and leaned in half-way. “Mind if I sit with you? My brother ran off.”
Amycus looked up from his book to find Lydia half-way in his compartment. He arched his eyebrow; the superiority he felt over her was evident a mile away. “What exactly would compel you to do that, Potter?”
Truthfully, she didn’t really want to sit with Amycus. But she didn’t feel like being the butt of a joke for James and his friends either. And she couldn’t find Antonia. At this point, Cassius would be more pleasing to sit with, but she couldn’t find him either. “The rest are filling up, Carrow, and I am sad to say, yours is the only one with a free seat.”
In all honesty, Amycus couldnt care less where she sat, as long as it wasnt next to him, and as long as she didnt talk. But if she was anything like her brother, he wouldnt get a moment’s peace. Besides, he could hardly start his year in the company of a Potter. “Why, that is a travesty. I hear the corridor is very comfortable if you dont mind being stepped on every once in a while.”
She swore James had been right next to her a minute ago, but when Lydia turned around, she could already see him boarding with his friends. Of course he’d run off to find his friends. Lydia finally found a door that wasn’t being blocked by other kids and boarded the train. She found herself dodging other kids running up and down the length of the train. She found a compartment- finally- and leaned in half-way. “Mind if I sit with you? My brother ran off.”
Amycus looked up from his book to find Lydia half-way in his compartment. He arched his eyebrow; the superiority he felt over her was evident a mile away. “What exactly would compel you to do that, Potter?”
Amycus Carrow moodboard (2/?)
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moodboard → slytherin “ we play to win. “
