Who: Amycus Carrow and Alecto Carrow What: Amycus has been a good boy. When: June 9th, 1976. 11pm Where: Halls near the Slytherin Dungeon Rating: R Warnings: Incest
Amycus had spent the few days since Alecto had followed him to his room in a confused daze. That daze had lead to a detention for not paying attention in class, lots of time lost in thought, a small flurry of hexes and culminating in a fist fight with Sirius Black. He was certain the Blood Traitor was giving his sister looks then him. He couldn’t abide that kind of disrespect.
Unfortunately, the fight was broken up before it really got going. Sirius’s eye was a little puffy and Amycus had a cut on his chin. Of course, he doubted it was over. Plus, being a Gryffindor and a Slytherin people were likely to take sides.
He and Alecto hadn’t spoken much and it was driving him nuts. What was she thinking? Did she regret it? Love it? Both?
He couldn’t sleep. Amycus was wandering the halls near the dungeon and woe to any Prefect who tried to stop him. His hair was messy from his bed and he wore his flannel pajamas and slippers.