in a naughty world ;

@diiggorys ;; alecto & amos

     in her many years at hogwarts, alecto had never truly enjoyed holidays because she went home, but because she came back. it wasn’t that she enjoyed her time at the castle - quite the contrary, really, the only few good things she’d be able to count on one hand - yet she had found, thorough investigation, that other students came back softer after seeing their families. weaker, one might say. that was what alecto carrow enjoyed. her peers came back to school with such a glimmer in their eyes, like they had restored their faith in humanity, like their parents had once again convinced them that they had nothing to fear. that they were safe at hogwarts. how bloody naïve adults could be. some people had never met her - and it showed. perhaps she’d have to make an appearance at some of her classmate’s houses, pay a visit to their parents, show them just how safe she made the castle for their precious children.

     so far, however… she contented herself with her peers. perhaps peers was a strong word: they were scum, after all. she did have a few favorites she could name off the top of her head: perhaps mary macdonald had been the most amusing, but one amos diggory was certainly a close second. his pale face and sharp bones could be seen a mile away - but, then again, alecto’s stomping could also be heard and and the pathway that cleared in front of her as students hurried away from her path was all-too-noticeable at times. 

     seeing him was like a welcome back present fate had thrown her way. one glance at the boy filled her mind instantly with all the ways she could imagine of making his day so tortuous, but she - for once - held back. there would be enough time to torment him during the rest of the school year. the brunette simply flahsed him a knowing grin as they finally faced each other, forced to stand quite close by the crowd emerging from the surrounding classrooms. not as close as she would have hoped, really, but it was something. perhaps others close to them would hear, but - who would tell on, easily, the scariest woman in the castle? 

     “were you looking for me?” she murmured, though her words were spoken clearly. it was a hollow sentence, the meaning wasn’t truly what inspired her, but simply pronouncing words in a tone that he certainly recognized as mischievous… seeing them react to her was almost as pleasant as putting them through pain.

WINTER BREAK was a lovely time for amos . baking christmas cookies with his mother , going to get a tree with his father , and celebration of the season were some of the best parts of the break from school . these celebrations , however , could never compare to the feeling of being free from the stress of school . being in classed was something he surely didn’t miss , save for care of magical creatures . but , for the most part , he did miss the fellow students . amos was a friendly guy , and had a lot of great pals at school with him . he would certainly miss seeing them , but only almost as much as he enjoyed not being in class. 

BUT there were some people he didn’t miss .

NOW that he was back at school , he had fallen back into the swing of things for the most part , but there were some things in the castle that he could never get used to . naturally , one of those things would approach him almost as soon as he had returned . while he had been busy waiting around for one of his friends , he must have unfortunately caught her eye . the second the two made eye contact , he would offer a friendly smile , not only out of habit but also almost as a plea for mercy . that was something he knew he would not receive , but it was certainly worth a try .

❝ ALECTO , ❞ he started , picking up on her cruel tone , and doing his best to keep from stammering as he would continue on , ❝ no , you weren’t who i was looking for , sorry . ❞ he wasn’t a shy guy in any sense of the word , but there was something about her that made him want to hide , like a turtle in its shell , and never make his way out . 

HE took a look around , before leaning in and whispering , ❝ listen , could we please not do this today ? i happen to be waiting for someone who i have plans with . ❞ he knew what was practically begging wouldn’t work on her –– nothing would –– but he thought anything to be worth a try to get a lighter sentence from the woman .

‘ you know because they just- i don’t know really, they just think drinking it’s fun and if you don’t drink you’re no fun. which i tend to disagree, i don’t need a drink to have fun.’ alice shrugs, taking a few sips of her lemonade once he had handed it to her; with a smile playing onto her lips the whole time and loving the sweet-sour taste of it. ‘ thanks, amos. it’s a really really good lemonade.’

‘ well, why do you feel like that? are you just feeling overwhalmed?’ eunhee asked softly, then she shrugged. ‘ charms- it’s um, not because i don’t know, it’s complicated. but, i asked someone to tutor me already and um-hopefully it’ll be better.’

‘ well, something tells me you’re the type of guy who can work hard when he wants to and get what he wants out of it, it’s only a matter of time- i am only failing one class right now which probably would freak ted out if he’d find out.’ eunhee teased lightly. ‘ okay, i’ll make some for you too then.’

‘ well, that’s not good- you should sleep more. but, good luck studying.’ eunhee frowns- but only because she was actually thinking if she could help him. ‘ i don’t think so- if there’s someone who knows about my changing, is certainly my head of the house. but, i’lll make you healthy snacks so studying seems easier. i make them for ted all the time.’

at his words, eunhee couldn’t help but burst out laughing, it took her a few moments to come back to·“ reality·“.·‘ amos, babe, i don’t think height has anything to do with how fast you get drunk - did you see me? i’m one meter under the door knob. for sure it’s genes- and what you eat or how much you sleep counts too. and also drinking a lot of water which by the way you should so i don’t worry too much.’ with a solid nod, she replied.·‘ sounds more than great, wonderful.’

❝ OH , really ?·❞ he laughed, before gabbing the firewhiskey from the table and taking another sip.·❝ that makes sense ! i didn’t sleep too well last night . i was too busy studying . ❞ him ? studying ? it was certain that he needed to , looking at his grades as of late .·❝ i really need to pass transfiguration. can you turn into mcgonnagall and give me an O on my tranfig N.E.W.T.s ?··❞

 ‘ i usually don’t get tipsy that easily.’ she confessed with a shrug- maybe it was because she’s just been really tired lately, or it wasn’t her being tipsy and just nervous. or both. she closed her eyes for a second and concetrated; her hair going back to her original color- or what she prefers. then, she opens her eyes and smiles at him. ‘ going to hog’s head together sounds like a plan then, count me in for sure.’

❝ i get tipsy SO easy , which is weird because i’m so tall . must be genes ? ❞ he watched her hair turn back in amazement , even though he had known she could do so for years , he still thought it was so wonderful every time . ❝ brilliant ! that sounds great ! ❞

eunhee chuckled at his words; she wasn’t one to get shy like this- she’d get closed-off, not shy which was a big difference.. ‘ are we acting this awkward and like out of a-’ she stopped, not giving the exact type of book.’ book just because we’re tipsy?’ she asked bluntly, but a chuckled followed and placed the firewhisky on the table. ‘ but, yes, i am sure. i meant it when i said i want to repay you. any shape or form.’

❝ i don’t know about you , but i’m always this awkward when i’m tipsy , ❞ he fibbed , since he was never really that awkward . only around cute girls .  ( or boys, for that matter . that just wasn’t the case here . )  he wasn’t about to say that and embarrass himself any further, of course . ❝ alright , so how about next weekend during the hogsmeade trip , we go to the hog’s head together ? ❞ he propositioned.

when eunhee realised how her proposition sounded- it was too late, she found herself swallowing and this time she knew for sure that her hair had changed to a even brighter red- something close to a pink because it always did when she was nervous. ‘ i mean- there doesn’t have to be, i’m sorry, i was just- trying to repay you, but-’ then she registered that he said he’s glad and she nodded. ‘ um, yeah, i am glad too.’

noticing her hair change color, he had realized how what he had said sounded, and how he assumed. “ unless, of course, you don’t want to ! that’s fine too ! ” a nervous chuckle, a rubbing of the nape of his neck. “ are you sure? ” he wanted to confirm, as the last thing he wanted to do was make her uncomfortable. “ because if you’re really glad to, well, then that’s great ! ”

eunhee quickly noticed the redness on his cheeks and she found herself placing the back of her palm against her cheek to check if she had matching cheeks and when she felt she did, they only become more red from the slight realisation. she’d blame it on the firewhisky. at his words, however, she sends him a wide smile. ‘cheering? do i look that sad?’ she jokes lightly, though she really did appreciate his words and company overall maybe too much than she’d admit.’ ‘kay, but next time, drinks will be on me.’

he shook his head quickly, responding with a swift, “ no, no ! not at all ! you don’t look sad at all, don’t worry ! ” he reassured her, not exactly catching onto the fact that she was joking. he, too, would blame the drunk he had just chugged. “ next time ? ” he raised a brow, before grinning and saying, “ i’m glad there’s a next time ! ”

eunhee couldn’t feel the reddening on her cheeks at his compliment- changes to her features weren’t that much of a big of a deal for her and instead of instantly responding, again- she takes another sip out of the flask. ‘ yeah, i guess you are right. fake it till you make it right? but, thank you- for acting like my personal cheerleader for the night and for the drink, means a lot.’

 ‘ yeah, so if you ever need help getting out of any kind of situation- you can say you’re friends with mcgonagall.’ she joked lightly- even though she did help other people get out of detentions before. and even more than that. ‘ a sweetheart?’ she chuckled. ‘ kay, i will take it but only because it’s from you- thank you.’ eunhee decided on taking another sip of the firewhisky instead of responding to that right away. ‘ thanks for beliving so much in me, amos- i guess i just got to work on it. a lot.’

‘ yep, she caught me once or twice- but, those detentions were worth it, of course. prefects never catch me, it’s amusing.’ eunhee chuckled- taking another sip of the drink and slowly taking the hand off the shoulder; hoping she didn’t pass any boundaries. ‘ no need to thank me, you’re the one who is amazingly himself. thank yourself. it’s hard for me to stick with myself when i can change n an instant, you know?’

“sounds definitely worth it!” he laughed again, imagining mcgonnagall’s face on the girl’s body. even if that’s not exactly how being a morphmagus worked, he wasn’t quite sure-- he’d never actually met one before knowing her. he tilted his head and grinned with something of a small laugh, saying, “it still means a lot! you’re a real sweetheart, you know!” he nodded his head. “i’m sure who you are when you’re being yourself is brilliant! i hope you find a way to unapologetically be yourself, even when you change.”

‘ fun for you to watch, but it’s not that fun for me, no- it amuses me though. have you ever seen me transformed in mcgonagall?’ eunhee giggled, narrowing her eyebrows in amusement. they happily took the flask from the other and took a long sip out of it, happily the girl shook her head as she place her other hand on his shoulder. ‘ hey, never let anyone consider what’s manly or not. you like it? then good, keep enjoying it. i admire you for sticking to your liking amongst other things.’

a hearty laugh, a grin, that seemed to be his pattern for this conversation. he couldn’t help it –– she was rather funny, or at least he was easily amused. “mcgonagall? no way, that’s hilarious!” amos exclaimed. he looked at the hand on his shoulder, then looked back at her, nodding his head. “you’re right!” his grin fell down into a smaller, but more genuine smile. “thank you. that means a lot, really!”