Carrow's House

[Valley Tayllore]

*Valley nodded and took another drink from her glass, more sure of herself now, feeling that comfortable sheild rest around her again*

So, on to more pleasant subjects...

*she started, setting down her glass firmly*

I would quite like to do some training this week if you had the time, I've got to much energy in me.

[Alecto Carrow]

*Alecto grinned, not her eyes from the fire.*

Of course, I have nothing else to do. Might as well use the energy while you have it. And...seeing as how your very behind, We'll have to word extra hard to get you caught up.

[Valley Tayllore]

*picking up her glass again and staring out the window at the passersby in a sort of day dream-y way, she replied hazily*

I hope I'm up for it then, but I'm excited at least...

*looks back at Alecto*

Do you mind if I leave you now? I'm a little tired.

[Alecto Carrow]

*Alecto's eyes flicker back to Valley for a moment.*

Oh...of course. I didnt mean to keep you from your precious sleep dear. We'll start your trraining when your ready. Go...sleep.

[Valley Tayllore]

*feelings like Alecto is a little annoyed (or suspicious) she smiles nervously and stands up*

*walks upstairs and goes into her room, feeling mentally exhausted*

*collapses on her bed in frustration and falls into a fitfull sleep*

[Theodore Nott]

::Theodore briskly made his way up the Carrow's walkway, each step he took seemed to become heavier and heavier with anticipation. It had been nearly a year since he had trained with Dolohov and he feared he had become rusty. Though the sheer excitement of coming one more step closer to his goal of becoming what his father always dreamed - a Death Eater, egged him on despite his worries::

::he reached the door and knocked politely adjusting his standing position to look as casual as possible as he quickly brushed a bit of lint from his shoulder::

[Alecto Carrow]

*Alecto sat her glass down hearing a knock at the door. She retrieved her wand from the table and walked to the door. She cracked open the door then threw it open seeing who was on the other side.*

Ah, Mr. Nott. To what do I owe the pleasure of this vist.

*she smiled moving for him to come inside.*

[Theodore Nott]

"Could it be the simple pleasure of wanting to see your lovely face?"

::he said with a flash of a smile as he moved through the doorway::

"My superior."

::he said bowing low::

"I humbly thank you for asking me into your home. I came to inquire about training, I was hoping you would do me the honour, nay the pleasure, of instructing me in your dark ways."

[Alecto Carrow]

*smiles at him*

No one comes here just to see my lovely face dear.

*raises her hand to brush her fingertips across his cheek before turning and entering the lounge. She took off her cloak placing it on the back of a chair. She adjusted her skirt as she walked.*

A glass of wine Mr. Nott? And, I was under the assumption that your training was being over seen by Dolohov. Or am I mistaken?

*walks to the little bar in the corner pulling down a bottle of red wine and two glasses. She brings the bottle over and sets it on a small table and takes a seat next to the fireplace, gesturing for him to take the seat next to her.*

[Theodore Nott]

::her fingertips across his cheek sends a slight chill down his spine. Her touch cold and haunting. He finds himself incredibly enamored by her presence::

"No one comes here just to see my lovely face dear."

"There's a first for everything."

::he says almost matter of factly as he follows her into the lounge. He follows her example and removes his own cloak as well, folding it over his arm::

"I'd love a glass, Ms. Carrow."

::he takes a seat beside her and takes the bottle of red wine from the table and pours himself glass. He swirls the crimson liquid in the glass carefully - letting it breath before he takes a sip::

"You are indeed correct, Dolohov was originally to oversee my training. Though I'm sure you are well aware of the changed circumstances...it has been nearly a year since then. I can't seem to track down Dolohov since our meeting in Knockturn. He appears to be too busy..."

[Alecto Carrow]

*pours a glass for herself.*

Well then, how sad for him. May i ask why you came to me? Not that i object to it.

*she smirked, crossing her legs.*

[Theodore Nott]

::he returned her smirk::

"I'm happy to hear you do not object to my being here."

::he took another sip of his wine before placing it on the table and relaxing back into his seat. His eyes carefully watching the fireplace before him::

"I was hoping you would perhaps take me on as your trainee. Teach me what you know, fill me to the brim with your knowledge."

[Alecto Carrow]

*rubs his leg with her foot.*

No, I do not object to you at all. It would be my pleasure to train you.

*takes a sip of her wine, and says in a low whisper.*

Oh the things I could teach you dear.

[Theodore Nott]

::he rose his brow as she rubbed his leg with her foot, an amused sort of grin tugged at the corners of his mouth::

"Perhaps it will be more than just the Dark Arts you will be teaching me..."

::he said in a cheeky tone::

"At least I hope so..."

::he smirked as he caught her ankle in his grasp. He slid to the floor and placed her foot on his chest and slowly begin to massage, firmly rubbing his fingers into the soft flesh of her foot::

"Whatever I can do to please...now why don't you fill me in on all these wonderful things you plan to teach me."

[Alecto Carrow]

*smiles*

What is it apart from the Dark Arts that you wish me to teach you?

*she sets her glass down.

Well, you must know the basic spells and such to keep you alive. But I have much deeper plans for you.

*she smirks leaning back in her chair looking at him.*