pl_alecto (pl_alecto) wrote in plagued_logs, @ 2015-10-15 16:57:00 |
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Entry tags: | alecto carrow, dean thomas |
Who: Alecto Carrow and Dean Thomas
What: Alecto doesn't like the Thomas'
When: Thursday afternoon
Where: By the front gates of Hogwarts
Rating: VERY HIGH! There are dead things and decapitations and bloody gore
Alecto was bored and boredom led to striking out on her own and disobeying orders. She wasn't supposed to go to the school yet. She was supposed to stay at the safehouse and follow the rules and listen to orders and be good. But good was so boring and there was only so long that poor Alecto could remain before until it became too much. She sneaked out in the middle of the night, finding her way to an area that was all too familiar, really. She had been here a few times before, though never for quite so nefarious a reason.
The house was dark when Alecto made her way in and out, sparing only a few minutes inside. It would have been so lovely to kill the whole family, as large as it was, but she went only for the mother. She was silent as she moved into the bedroom, the husband and father never even woke as Alecto placed a silencing charm over the mother and dragged her from the bed and out of the house.
She liked the play with her prey before killing it. Alecto sang, once she removed the individual silencing spell and replaced it with a slightly larger one that encompassed them both. Alecto didn't know the mother's name, except that she was a Thomas. That was all that mattered. Her song was about a man and a woman and their child and how the whole family would die by her hands. She'd personally killed Caradoc Dearborn, but the mother didn't know that. All she knew was that he had disappeared, leaving her and a baby behind. And beyond that, all she needed to know was that Alecto would kill her. And then she would kill that son of hers at Hogwarts. That was all.
A whole family under her belt. And the thought was perfectly perfect.
Alecto didn't take as long as she normally would have liked to while playing with her new toy. But in the end, she had left the body only recognizable enough to those who loved it the most. She left it propped, headless, against the siding of the house, hoping the youngest of the children would find it come morning. With the head she had severed with a charm, Alecto disapparared from the yard of the Thomas house and into Hogsmeade so she could enjoy the walk to the front gates of the school.
"I have a present for a boy who only wishes to see his mother," she sang, her words lilting as she skipped. "Tell Dean Thomas to come out and play."