Carrow's House

[Amycus Carrow]

*sighs*

I agree.

[Alecto Carrow]

*comes back downstairs and looks at the two*

Well, I'm going out

*places her hood over her head*

Amycus you know where to reach me

*disapparates*

[Augustus Rookwood]

"I think I best go myself." Rookwood added and disapparts.

[Augustus Rookwood]

Rookwood didnt know where he apparted to, all he knew is that he couldnt stand anymore Dementors, he was terrifed, drenched in ice cold sweat, he collapsed on someones steps, and felt that he had cut a part of his face on them. He rolled over, sprawled out on his back, and fainted from the shock.

[Alecto Carrow]

*apparated just outside her home*

Well thats not right, I should of been inside

*stumbles as she walks stepping on something squishy, looks down and sees Rookwood*

Augustus? Is that you

*squints before flicking her wand and levitating him inside, placing him on the couch*

You stay there...me upstairs

*continues to wabble up the stairs and collapses on her bed, passing out*

[Augustus Rookwood]

Rookwood groaned and still felt really cold, he wasnt conscienous enough to realize where he was or to sit up, so he just layed there.

[Alecto Carrow]

*walked down the stairs looking in her best and smirked at Amycus barked*

You have a problem

*walks over to the bar and serves herself a some wine*

Augustus so good to see you awake

[Augustus Rookwood]

"Alecto?" Rookwood muttered and opened his eyes, he could see that he was in the Carrows house. "How did I get here?" Rookwood asked.

[Alecto Carrow]

*walks over handing him a firewhiskey*

You were passed out on the front porch, levitated you in and placed you here. Care to tell me why you didn't go home instead?

[Augustus Rookwood]

Rookwood took the Firewhiskey and drank a few gulps, the pleasureable warmth returning to him. "All I remember is screaming and a terrible cold feeling- like when I was in Azkaban. It-" He stopped himself, "Dementors! I remember, I was trying to get my Patronus to work, but the Dementor closed on me to fast." He shivered not wanting to relive it, and took another gulp of Firewhiskey. "I wasnt thinking, and somehow I managed to turn on the stop and disapparte."

[Alecto Carrow]

*narrows her eyes walking over to the bar cabinet grabbing a small bar, handing it to Augustus*

Here eat this chocolate, it will make you feel better. Not the first time dementors attack, been all over the paper...just wondering why they are attacking our own kind if He is suppose to be controlling them now...weird

*sat down taking a sip of her wine thinking*

[Augustus Rookwood]

Rookwood managed to sit up, and started to eat the chocolate. "Thanks." He thought for a moment on the comment Alecto just made. "Dementors are vicous creatures, hard to control. They are lifeless, you cant never really control Dementors entirely. They feed on the happy, I was happy before they attacked me. I am grateful though. Azkaban is 10x worse." He felt a little incision on his face and took out his wand, and murmmered a small spell, the cut stiched up, just leaving a scar.

[Alecto Carrow]

Yes I believe you about Azkaban, I've been very fortunate...we

*looks at Amycus*

Have been extremely fortunate to not be caught and sent there. Nor do I ever want to experience going there. I shall keep a lookout. Hopefully next time your patronus charm works

[Augustus Rookwood]

Rookwood finished the chocolate. He looked into Alecto's eyes, and a smile grinned appeared on his face. "I hope you keep being fortunate, I never want to see you in Azkaban." He said softly.

[Alecto Carrow]

*is taken aback at his eyes and looks away slightly turning pink*

Yes well...um...for whiskey?