EVIL DOESN'T SLEEP

The Carrows are not good parents, period. The age old misogyny clearly bleeds into their parenting style; Alecto was a girl, therefore she needed to be a good little girl and go sit in her corner and speak when she was spoken to. 

But given that this was Alecto they were talking about, it didn’t happen. Alecto was loud and passionate and she stood up against her father’s awful regime, only to get smacked down again. She was physically abused as punishment, but it only made her want to scream louder. 

No matter how she feels about her brother, Amycus is the most important person in her life. That’s her twin brother, y’all! How can she not love him? 

Her rebellious streak began to bloom when she joined Hogwarts, something her parents didn’t really want her to do, because education is not for girls. Despite that, Alecto succeeded in her classes, acing particularly in Transfigurations and Potions. 

She began experimenting with her sexuality, and she was promiscuous. But she owned that label with pride as she kissed people behind alleys and closed doors, going onto sleeping with her conquests as well. 

This was also the summer she was promised to Rabastan Lestrange, an engagement that she decided to break off because Alecto didn’t want to be confined to ideals she had no interest in following. This did not sit well with the Lestranges, or the Carrows for that matter. 

Alecto was fifteen that summer, and she almost died at the hands of her father’s cruelty. Truly, she didn’t care anymore about her family. Her mother stood there crying, while her father punished her for being a brat. She almost considered running away from home, had it not been for Amycus.  She passed her OWLS with flying colours. 

Something inside Alecto was missing when she came back to Hogwarts; there used to be fire, but now she was just cold and empty inside. She still sought the company of flesh and other people, but she no longer screamed. Her temper was now icy, freezing anyone who displeased her. 

As soon as she graduated, she moved into a summer house with her promised inheritance, something she had to wrangle out of her father’s greedy palms. She found herself quite liking that power.