#alectocxrrow

Andra allowed Mrs. Carrow to bring her to Alecto’s room and she knocked on the door once and then waited for her friend to open the door to let her in. She had never come to see her at home, but she had sensed that something was off with her in the days since the ball and it concerned her. Andra knew what it was like for someone to not want to open about their problems and she wasn’t going to force Alecto to talk, but she wanted her friend to know that she was there for her, if she did want to talk. She thought that it was important to check in on the people that she cared about in the aftermath of the chaos. 

“Alecto, come on, open the door,” Andra sighed after she had waited for far too long. “I brought alcohol.”

Where: outside Florean Fortescue ice cream shop

Sersh had been leaning against the wall of the shop with her hat covering her eyes from the mid day sun. Needing fresh air and a break from work, she’d taken it upon herself to take her notebook outside to write while indulging in a bit of ice cream. Casting a chill spell over her ice cream to keep it cool while she rested her eyes, Saoirse had been content in her dreams, that was until her peace had been disturbed by a familiar voice. Groaning lightly begrudged, the witch frowned as she peered out from under her hat, knowing exactly who would befall her eyes at the voice. “Thought I heard the whinin’ cries of a banshee, though guess it ain’t too far off.” She mused with a tight expression. “What ye want Alecto? Ye taken a minute out of ye packed day of bein’ a bother to society and makin’ babies cry to come be a pain in the arse to me? I’m flattered. Now how about ye move feckin’ on and leave me alone.”

Andra and Alecto had been at Twilfitt and Tattings for far too long, she knew that, but she still hadn’t found the perfect dress and she was determined, even if it meant that she needed to look through every single piece of clothing in the entire shop. She turned to look over at Alecto. “Thanks for coming with me,” she said. After seeing Sebastien the other day with one of his clients, she wanted desperately to find the perfect dress that would, well, make him jealous. It was completely ludicrous, Andra was very much aware of the fact, but when it came to Bastien she didn’t tend to think straight. She had promised to invite him and Mira to her housewarming party when she was finished with the renovations, and they were finally nearly done, so she was running out of time. If she needed to import a dress from Paris than she wanted to know ahead of time so she could go there for a fitting if need be. 

Glancing at Alecto again, she saw the look on her face and sighed. “I’m sorry. I know that I’m being....thorough. But I just need to find something perfect, you know? If you want to go you can but I did promise that I would buy drinks and lunch afterwards so...” she trailed off with a smirk and a shrug. If Alecto decided to leave now, well she wouldn’t blame her. But she hoped that the promise of lunch and drinks would keep her there at least for a little bit longer. Andra realized a moment later that Alecto might see the offer as degrading considering her family’s current situation, and Andra typically wouldn’t care about something like that, but she was empathetic to the Carrow’s plight. She knew what it was like when your life turned completely upside down. “You deserve it after staying with me all this time.”

☾ = being found shirtless .