fucking fuck face
Who: Amycus and Alecto Carrow
What: Reunion!
Where: Alecto's flat
Warnings/Status: PG for mild language use, will change as needed. Started/Incomplete



He'd disappeared. There was no other word or a better way to describe it. Amycus had dropped off the face of the earth without so much as a goodbye or a note left to tell Alecto where the fuck he'd gone. He'd just up and left. But now? Well now he was back and there was nothing left to be done but accept it because anything else would be met with a fist to the fucking face. Simple as that.

Amycus growled gruffly and stomped his way up the steps leading into Alecto's flat, his dark eyes scanning the neighbor's homes left and right before he drew his wand and touched the tip against the knob to let himself in. Who the bloody hell needed keys nowadays anyway? He grunted and slid through the entrance, shutting the door rudely behind him.

"Oi! Alecto!" he called as way of announcing his sudden return. Because there was no way in bloody hell his sister might have actually missed him, not in his mind at least.