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he quirked a brow as he watched the girl approach him– his heart not racing as much as it used too, he could still feel that skip despite the time that they spent apart, he wasn’t sure if that would ever go away, “you know alecto, i’m always more than happy to disappoint” he grinned, composing himself as he pieced together the remainder of his dignity and stood straight. gaze never failing to trail her  – she was in a mood and if this was any of their other debacles, she’d leave him with a feeling that she had completely gotten under his skin and that she was going to leave as she pleases. that never sat well with the boy. 

“well, luckily for me – keeping you entertained is not my responsibility anymore” he mused, tossing the remainder of the pastie as he brought his mug closer to himself, “did you already run out of people to torment? or is it just my lucky night–”

     his words earned him a genuine scoff - was that alecto’s way of laughing, perhaps? one might never know. “i can attest to your disappointing ways,” she agreed, dragging her words still, yet pronouncing all so clearly. she would not want him to mistake her tone for anyone else’s. what would be the fun in him forgetting her? no, alecto carrow was unforgettable. he wouldn’t simply get away with leaving her. another scoff. what a lame excuse for a man, she thought to herself.       “responsability?” she repeated after him, allowing her wandering gaze to search for his in an amused manner. lips parted slightly and she was silent for a moment - was it tortuous silence? she did not know. “you could have the pleasure of keeping me entertained... once more,” she murmured, words almost inaudible as if she were confessing the deepest of secrets. “it’s your lucky night,” she confided in him.

LUCIUS felt himself sinking into the chair and into shame . he pouted –– yes, pouted –– he was THAT miserable . he looked back in pensive on the morning that had unfolded before him .

FIRST AND FOREMOST , the prefect’s bathroom was in use , leaving him to shower in the REGULAR bathroom like a filthy commoner .  ( having to share a bathroom AT ALL was far out of his comfort zone in the first place, after spending his whole life growing up with his very own bathroom fit for a KING . ) THEN , as he entered the bathroom, he had slipped on a first year’s bar of soap , landing on his behind .  it was EMBARRASSING to say the least .  

NOW , with his sore posterior in one of the common room’s many chairs , he leaned into the hand of his arm leaning on the chair’s , sighing and shutting his eyes . it was only a moment before he felt another presence in the room , unsure if it was approaching him or not , but he was to assume the former . 

❝ WHAT IS IT you want , then ? ❞  he hissed at the figure , before opening his eyes to see a miss carrow nearby .  ❝ ah , alecto , good to see you . ❞  he muttered , before shutting his eyes again in memory of his unfortunate fall .  ❝ i know of a first year who needs a bit of punishment , and you’re just the woman to help me achieve those ends . are you interested ? ❞  he didn’t know the first year’s name , but he would certain he would recognize the face and voice that had circled over him after the incident , stating ❛ i’m so sorry ! ❜ over and over again.

    alecto was not a very book smart witch. she was smart alright, but studying such lame subjects and attending the dreariest lessons - it was simply not for her. she was not cut out for school, she belonged in the battlefield. wielding her wand like an extension of her arm, as they merged together in a beautiful union. this is what she told herself when she skipped her classes, anyway. there was nothing else for her to learn there, nothing her professors could instruct her on that she wouldn’t immediately dismiss as soon as the words left their wrinkly mouths.

    now, alecto wasn’t a tool. she knew merely skipping her lessons was as useless as actually attending them if she didn’t put her time to a better use - which is why she had spent the day roaming the hallways after breakfast, scanning and searching the students’ faces for her next victim. unsatisfied with what fate had in store for her ( was everyone suddenly interested in the subjects? the hallways had never been emptier ) she finally retreated back to the slytherin common room.

    brown hues could not believe their luck as they set sight on one platinum-blond handsome face. this must be destiny, she tought to herself, amusedly. his furrowed brows and pouty expression did catch her slightly off-guard. she had almost always seen him with such a triumphant smirk plastered on those lips - they called to her. him snapping at her was not, however, out of the ordinary. people didn’t necessarily enjoy her company - which she did not mind at all - but she appreciated the change in his tone as soon as he saw her standing in front of him.

    with a hand lazily caressing the green and sliver drapes that covered the cold dungeon walls, alecto hummed in response to his proposal, feet dragging gracelessly over the floor towards him - such contrast between hands and feet, one would never know alecto carrow’s true nature. “am i interested,” she repeated afte him, finally allowing her gaze to fall on his figure. there was almost a mocking wash over her stare. an ordinary person might ask what the poor first year had done to deserve such reckless people to come after him - she was not ordinary, however, much to his luck. “i hear the forest is quite nice this time of the year,” she hinted, allowing herself to sit on the arm of the couch he was on. too close, perhaps? alecto carrow knew no boundaries.

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 .

    the way they behaved aroud her - that was what made it all worth her while. had they not recognized her authority perhaps she would have sought out a new victim. alecto could trace her path to her current wicked ways all the way back to her third year at the castle - sure, she had hurt people before, and other creatures as well, but torture… now, that was a bliss. she had been quite young when her father first foud her hovering over a dead bird, feathers plucked out as she examined the body closely. the image hadn’t fazed her in the least.

    psychologically taunting her classmates hadn’t been something she was naturally attracted to: she couldn’t quite see the appeal in leaving bruises that could not be seen. she wanted everyone to know where she’d been, she wanted to leave a signature on every single one of her victims’ bodies that other would recognize. she so desperately wanted to be feared. eventually, her brother had convinced her that was all too risky ( who else could have changed her mind but her other half? )

    she understood now. the mere glimpse of terror in their eyes as she simply walked past them - that was enogh to give her the thrill of the year. amos diggory was a true gem, a real gift to her boring afternoons. for some wonderful reason, fate seemed to push them toward each other quite often. how dull her days would be without the fun he so provided. the way he said sorry pushed her brow up in a perfect arch over her cat-like eye. was that nerve she sensed in him?someone ought to teach him a lesson. and how he leaned in closer to her as if whatever words he would speak were a tacit agreement between them - it almost had a romantic tint to it.

    now begging - that she enjoyed. if she had to choose, they wouldn’t have been in a crowded hallway when he begged - rather, he’d be on his knees and her wand pressed tightly against his skull. but she wasn’t picky. “i truly am in the mood to have a conversation with you, amos,” she hissed, words nothing but posion as they dropped from her lips. “did you enjoy your time home?” one might think she was actually interested. one would be correct - she wanted to know so she could use his own words against him. wrap them around that pretty little throat of his and PULL. “was mommy dearest alright?” she added, dragging her words as if she was putting so. much. effort. into the exchange.

restraint was both his strength and his weakness – his ability to swallow his anger and push past his father in heated moments? bloody brilliant. his need to sneak into the kitchens and snack on the left over pasties? bloody awful. his long legs dangling off the island as he picked up one more that he knew he would pay for during his next bout on the field – he nearly choked on the peas as he heard a noise behind him. eyes wide as he turned around, “it’s not what it looks like –” he garbled. quick to swallow as he dusted the crumbs off himself and whipped around.

“what are you doing up?”

     alecto wasn’t restless. she simply had more interesting things to do with her time than sleeping. so many hallways to roams, students to storm, the posibilities were truly endless. now, she never truly cared for food at all - it was a waste of her time so indulge in such an unpleasant activity. it brought no thrill to her, which meant, in her mind, it was unnecessary. yet... her stroll around the castle had been rather uneventul lately, and she did hear noises coming from the kitchen, so naturally she slid in to investigate. what she found inside was quite disappointing. she thought it would at least be a hufflepuff she’d scare off to bed. instead... she’d found a slytherin to scare off. she was almost amused at her own thoughts, as if it had been so impossibly brilliant. “this is quite underwhelming,” she stated, hand resting lazily on her hip as she approached him, eyes scanning him up and down as if measuring him up. “i was certainly hoping i’d fin something better,” she responded, stopping a mere feet away from him. making him uncomfortable was not even close to the top of her list of priorities - but it’d have to do for now.

     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.

     the potions room was supposed to be empty. she had even done her research on professor’s timetables and the club’s schedule so she’d be alone, but nothing ever seemed to go her way these days. or, at least, not when he was involved. why did she hate him so bad? as far as she could recall, he had never actually done anything to harm her in any way. perhaps it was just his face that annoyed her, alecto wasn’t sure. what she was sure about was that he was busting her plans - yet again. as her eyes scanned the endless rows of ingredients and their carelessly-tagged containers, the crack of the door really should not have surprised her. you know better, she mentally reprimanded herself. wand instantly in hand, she stepped out of the supply closet in a painfully slow manner, face unmoved when she finally saw none other than severus snape standing in front of her. oh, how she wanted to wipe that expression right off his face. maybe then he’d learn to leave her alone. “some might think you’re obsessed with me, severus,” she nearly hissed.

     slender fingers twirledher unyielding wand swiftly as she dangled her feet over the edge of the couch she was draped over. truly, it was rather late for alecto to be anywhere but in bed, but she was craving action that mere dreams would not supply. the floor cracked under what she assumed was a footstep and she rapidly jumped to her feet and held her wand out in the noise’s direction. a dry laugh escaped her lips as she saw an all too familiar face emerge from the shadows. “couldn’t stay away anymore, aye?” she teased the boy, resuming her relaxed position - he was no threat to her.

the droll chatter in the great hall had sent her into a tailspin, head needing clarity, body needing something more spiritual. taking pick of a companion, bella lead them out of the great hall and down the hallways, finding one of the discrete corners in which she often occupied, be it with another or simply alone to drown herself in a smoke of nicotine.

luckily for all involved, bella and her friend were still somewhat clothed when the light was stripped from them. lips pulled from flesh, small groan leaving the man as they parted. she couldn’t help but roll her eyes when she heard the voice echo through the barron halls. The eldest black daughter pushed the boy from her, causing him to stumble back slightly ( to which she paid no mind to ), stepping over him while adjusting her skirt and sending the light back to a nearby torch with the flick of her wand.  

her eyes raked over the woman standing at the other end of the hallway, brow raising and tongue running over lips as she pulled her cardigan back onto her shoulder, looking a little more presentable minus a few buttons undone here and there. “my my, the break has definitely treated you well, alecto.” she mused, walking towards the other with a smirk rolling over her features. “what kind of playing are we talking? because you did interrupt– not that it was actually going to go anywhere.” she turned her head in the direction of the man she’d left half clothed in the middle of the hall, now on his feet. “pity.” she sighed, looking back to the other woman. “ – I mean, you can have that one if you want. I’m done with him.”

     alecto could not believe her luck when none other than bellatrix black emerged from the shadows and came to rescue her from the horrid boredom hogwarts put her through. twirling her wand between her fingers with sift motions, she shifted her weigh onto her right leg as she watched the other approach her with a confident stride. a sly smirk curved the brunette’s lips at her friend’s words. “you of all people have nothing to envy me, trix,” she retorted, finally putting her wand away into her robes’s pocket, taking the opportunity to also slide her hands into them in an unmoved manner.       her eyes followed the other’s motions to watch the abandoned boy staring at them. it was sad, really, that so many men chased after bellatrix, alecto thought, when i am certain she’d much rather have me. “not at all interested in that,” she nearly hissed, before her eyes set on the woman’s face once more. “what kind of playing would you be interested in, hm?” she murmured, feet dragging her around bellatrix in a lazy circle.

          why santiago willingly chose to perform his prefect duties the first night was beyond him as he roams the hallways, hands in the pockets of his trousers as he stumbles upon alecto. he knows enough to deduce that she probably doesn’t have the best intentions at mind, but he still offers a small smile as he approaches her, his hand in his hand as he easily relights the torches on the walls. “well, if it’s not quidditch we’re playing, i’m not sure i want to play,” he jokes, not feeding into what alecto could have possibly had in mind as she walked the halls.

     brown eyes glared at her peer as he corrected the lights she had taken out. people at this school simply didn’t understand her - they were too weak and immature for her, alecto thought, and santiago’s words did nothing but confirm her theory. “i thought ravenclaws were smart,” she nearly hissed at him,dragging her feet over the ground as she moved towards him. “i wasn’t quite referring to quidditch, but something a bit more... mature,” she chose her words carefully, slowly looking the boy up and down. she could devour him if she wanted, the innocent ones were always the most fun to mess with.

with one of his many hand-me-down grimoires resting on the table before him, one he was entirely focused on for the time being, lucius unknowingly sat at what seemed to have been the last tables that was practically empty, and would have been entirely unoccupied if it weren’t for him. that was good –– he liked being able to sit and read alone, without the bustle and chatting of the great hall, nor the distractions of the slytherin common room at this time of day. his drowning out of the world around him, though, was broken as soon as he heard a chair scraping against the floor far too close by, when he looked up to see exactly who it was that interrupted his focus.

“do you mind?” he asked aloud, glaring at the other that joined him.

     alecto cressida carrow was anything but a quitter, and his blond, slicked-back hair was too damn tempting for her to ignore the obvious opportunity she was faced with. you’d have to be truly oblivious to not realize lucius malfoy did not want to be bothered - but alecto hardly counted as an inconvenience as far as she was concerned. dragging our a chair close to where he sat, the brunette swung on leg to either side as she rested her arms on the back of the chair. had she been at all occupied with manners and proper form, she would have noticed how unbecoming for a lady her display was, but she had more important things to worry about. with a mocking grin adorning her curving lips, alecto retorted, “you looked all too lonely by yourself, and i just would not have it.”