#c;alecto

It didn’t take William very long to pick Alecto out in the crowd, show off that she was.  He was fairly certain that his eyes bugged out of his head when he realized how revealing her dress was, and was momentarily glad that Amycus wasn’t around to see him see her.  She was so showy it sometimes bordered on obscenity, not that he was complaining.  Leave it to her to always have to one up everyone around her.  As much as he’d originally been happy to write her off as nothing more than a pretty face, he’d come to realize that she was an interesting one to place.  In his experience, people brimming with the most over the top confidence had some of the biggest insecurities, but he wasn’t sure that he could say that about Alecto Carrow.

Unable to stop himself from being drawn to her, despite his amused derision, he grabbed a champagne flute from a nearby tray and made his way over to her, holding it out for her to take.  He was a man, after all.  “Surprised you’re not showing off that outfit in the middle of the dance floor, Carrow.”  William told her with a smirk.

Greta was enjoying herself at the party.  Or, rather, she was trying to enjoy herself.  It was a little difficult to fully settle in, feeling so much like she didn’t belong, and social gatherings had never truly come naturally to her.  There was something in the air that was making her feel uneasy, though she wasn’t able to put her finger on exactly what.  Beyond that, she had spent her life trying to do her best to blend in, and it felt like her pink dress made her stick out like a sore thumb.  Rita’s encouragement had made her feel a little bit more confident, but as soon as she was on her own again, the confidence boost deflated.  Scanning around the room as she swayed from side to side in time with the music, Greta’s gaze finally landed on the boldest dress on the most beautiful person that she’d ever seen.  Even with her mask on, there was no doubt about the woman’s beauty as it radiated throughout the ballroom.

Realizing that she was very much staring as she caught the woman’s eyes, Greta cleared her throat awkwardly, taking a few steps to fill the gap between the two of them.  “I’m really sorry, I didn’t mean to stare so aggressively.  That was so rude of me.”  Her hands moved to her cheeks, “You look so stunning!  I think it would really take a lot of confidence to wear a dress like that, and you do it really well.”  Standing next to her, Greta felt like an awkward toddler.

“I’d miss the idiot if one of these stupid stunts actually killed him.” Severus gave a shrug, looking between Alecto and her less-cognizant brother. It was possible he had gone slightly overboard on the pain killing aspect of this dose, but he didn’t think Amycus would hold it against him when he did finally come to. “Though I hope you don’t tell him I said so.”

[x]

the october wind blew, disturbing the lake’s surface with silver ripples. it was dark, morning light still lazing behind thick clouds. amycus stood tossing an apple in his hand ( up & down ), fingers numb with cold, mind aflame with thoughts.

he thought himself alone, that was until the telltale sound of footsteps ( he could tell her apart in a crowd of thousands ). 

“rising before the sun, sister? even the birds have not started their songs yet.”