“the girl screams. you laugh. they told you that you really needed to mean it, to focus your whole being on carving pain from beneath her skin, to need her pain like it’s something essential. maybe it is. the truth you’ve always tried to say, the thing that no one ever listens to, is that you want that all the time. every person you see is just another person you haven’t made hurt yet. you hear a cold command to stop and you follow it, reluctantly, every muscle in your body taut with anticipation. again, you think. “again?” you plead aloud. you are past wanting into something more, this hunger welling in the bottom of your stomach you can’t hope to control.“
There was a time when little Alecto Carrow smiled, but it didn’t last long. In the shadow of her brother, she was as close to safe as she could get, but never sheltered. With an abusive father who was interested in nothing more than raising killers, it was near impossible to be a normal child, let alone be happy in any way.
Born just minutes after her twin brother, Alecto came in to the world kicking and screaming. She may not have been the heir to Carrow name, but she would be lying if she said that Amycus was treated any more favourably than her growing up. Mr Carrow was a cruel man, and without her mother present, she learned very quickly how to go unseen in her own home.
Hogwarts was a sanctuary of its own, and Slytherin was the perfect opportunity for Alecto to build herself up. Leaving home to attend Hogwarts, Alecto felt like she could finally breath, however she had a hard time making many friends. While her brother was the extrovert, she was more introverted, preferring to keep to herself. Though she appears calm and collected, Alecto’s mind is a dark place that causes her to have violent tendencies if she doesn’t have her brother there to calm her down. Blood purity is in her veins, so when he brother joined the Death Eaters, it only made sense that she would follow his lead.
She was a ruthless, pitiless girl from the very start, excelling in everything even if she lacked the interest. She was smaller than everyone else and had an even shorter temper, and their jaunts made her want to be even better. She wouldn’t hide behind her brother, though he was protective without her warrant, she could defeat these small demons on her own.
Now, Alecto is a refined killer, at the top of her game, and yet she is slowly crumbling. Alecto is one of those in charge of the snatching parties, creeping up behind spies and either ridding the Dark Lord of them at once or taking them back to be questioned. There is a thrill in Alecto’s work, in the hunt, but there is also a silent dread that the hunters might have become the hunted.About Me
ALECTO ∆ CARROW
“She’s mad but she’s magic; there is no lie in her fire.”
Pureblood ♔ Slytherin ♔ Death Eater
There isn’t much that Alecto Carrow wouldn’t do. A woman who doesn’t shy away from battle, she is ruthless and cruel. Unforgiving in nature, Alecto makes quite a duo with her brother. It is as though Alecto was made for war. Her furious nature and quick temper make her the perfect piece in Voldemort’s growing army. However, as a female of war, she knows she needs to be wary; not everyone takes her as seriously as they should.
Though perpetually angry, Alecto has always had a cold, calculating way about her that always separated her from the other girls her age. She didn’t like all the dramatics and preferred the company of the boys, though they weren’t always much better. She can seem quite humorless at times, though her brother can usually manage to bring out a smile now and again, more often when they’re alone.
Alecto doesn’t have much compassion to spare for others, she is bloodthirsty and cruel, doing what she must in order to help her cause even if it means blood on her hands. She isn’t afraid to do her own dirty work and to stick her fingers into the fire with little to no hesitation.