WHO: Amycus Carrow and Draco Malfoy with appearances by Alecto Carrow WHAT: Amycus gives Draco a lesson WHERE: Near Hog's Head WHEN: Late Sunday Night RATING: High.
Unable to keep in doors after a successful night of giving the ministry a run for their galleons with each Dark Mark that was shot into the air. It certainly kept the adrenaline racing through his veins for the entire event. He did have to give it to Rabastan for figuring out that the ministry had placed a tracking spell on it, even though it was very obvious that would have eventually would have been done either way. It hardly changed the views that he held previously on the Lestrange brothers and hardly doubted that it would ever be different. He still found them pathetic and completely predictable in every single way. One day, which he hoped would come to pass soon, the two would learn that their high horse was no taller than either Carrow's own. In fact, Amycus knew that his sister and himself were far better then either two Lestranges put together and far more loyal to the Dark Lord then Rabastan or Rodolphus could ever admit to being.
As he eagerly awaited for Sunday night to fall upon them, Amycus was looking forward to hitting the streets once more, possibly snatching up a pet for himself. Oh, how he took a liking to claiming one for himself, despite the fact that none seemed to last as long as he had desired. Most of them seemed as though they would be able to with stand everything that he might have planned out for them, but their lives slipped through their fingers. At times, he would be slightly more eager with one thing or another sooner rather than later. Hopefully, tonight would be the lucky night for the both of them, since he had planned on spending the rest of the night with Alecto.
Amycus had slipped on his cloak quicker than he had before, unable to stand another moment within the home that he had killed to claim as their own, and pulled up the hood. It did still bother him that he was more than likely be recognized on the streets without covering up, especially since he had the desire to go unnoticed until the event came to a close. Alecto could take to the streets easier than he could, especially with the physical transformation. Of course, he had to remain stubborn about changing his appearance, especially since he did not want to change his already good looks.
Apparating the both of them just outside of Hog's Head, Amycus gaze quickly glanced either way in search for the perfect specimen. Not just anyone would do, even though it seemed as though it were the case. One had to simply scream out to him. It wasn't the literal sense though.
As he pressed a hand on to the side of the building, a figure emerging from the nearby Hog's Head had caught his attention. With a tilt of his head, Amycus noticed the blonde hair instantly belonging to Draco Malfoy. He had been unsure of the boy as a whole, accomplishing small tasks for the Lestrange brothers. Loyalties from that particular family had been great once upon the time, but lately, none of them were exactly sure. Good graces were hard to come by after they had been broken, but it disgusted him to the core of the soft appearances it seemed as though Draco had been acting on a daily basis. Something must be done to fix such actions. A lesson must be taught.
It hadn't taken Amycus much longer to follow Draco a little ways behind as a thought came to mind.