A Messy Path | Harry Potter Fanfic|

Chapter 27 - Extra thoughts

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-'What was his name again?.'

-'Barty Crouch. Barty Crouch junior.'

A dream that didn't leave your mind, Barty Crouch is son of Bartemius Crouch senior, who became a follower of Lord Voldemort in order to become a death eater and Dark wizard in his teenage ages. Well, that's what you saw in a dream. At first, it seemed like a normal, just a stupid thing. But after it was repeated and repeated, you had no other choice but to find information about him.

Adrian said he would help, and he did, but the information found in library was minor and  unnecessary. The only place left was the restricted section, but you've already risked a thousand times.

-'I don't know y/n, this seems nerve-wrecking. The headache won't stop, we have been here for hours. HOURS!.'

      A book landed on the ground, making a loud sound, which made you both jolt. But it was too tiring to even pay attention to little details, so that book got unnoticed.

-'And why would you just look for a person who was in your dream?.'

     It really was weird, but what could you do? The dream won't stop, so if you find out more maybe it will just go away.

   Now someone stumbled over something and hit their toe, scoffing and cursing right away. This one didn't go unnoticed by Adrian. He got up and walked fast to the place where the sound came from.

-'Potter?.'

Harry was standing near the book-shelve, massaging his ankle. Adrian looked at you and than looked back at Harry, with a puzzled face.

-'Oh, hi. Didn't see you here.'

-'Sure....'

You walked near the section he was in and leaned on the book-shelve, making sure you looked a bit intimidating.

-'What were you doing, Harry?.'

-'I- listen, i heard you talking about Barty Crouch junior. I just wanted to say, i kind of saw him too, but in Dumbledore's memories.'

-'How did you see someone's memory?.'

  Adrian smacked your arm and listened to Harry carefully, making sure to catch every word he said.

-'That doesn't matter right now. The thing i know is that, Barty was in Azkaban.'

-'Yeah, no shit, i read it everywhere. I'm pretty sure everybody-.'

-'But he escaped.'

That was unexpected, more than that. The only person who escaped from Azkaban was Sirius Black. The only thing that helped that bastard escape was probably his Father's actions. He works in the ministry, he could do anything to prevent happening the worst to his son. Or maybe not.

-'And what do you say, he might be in Hogwarts? He might be disguised as one of the teachers here? Don't make me laugh. Dumbledore wouldn't miss that.'

-'He missed Sirius's actions, how come he would notice something like this?.'

While you and Harry were in a fired up conversation, Adrian went off somewhere, repeating 'i'm gonna go' a few times, but you were busy to notice.

-'Okay, what do you want ME to do with that information?.'

-'Even if we didn't know this, we totally can't do anything. He is a prisoner, not to mention smart enough to so something like this. We don't even know if he is here or not, his father should know something.'

-'Barty Crouch senior? Wasn't his hat thrown somewhere after the second task?.'

Harry's expression said nothing but fear, you realized that right after saying that sentence. The prisoner was really here, but there was nothing anyone could do.

-'Listen, he will probably reveal himself after the third task. I'm totally sure about that.'

Potter nodded and sat down to calm himself. After long time you sitting there and listening to him mumble something, he finally calmed down and went to the common room, leaving you in the library.

You didn't go back to the common room though, Adrian was nowhere to be found. He said he would go somewhere, but where?. He wasn't in the common room, nor the astronomy tower.

The faint sounds of crying dismissed you from looking for Adrian. Myrtle's bathroom was opened, one of the bathroom's doors lightly opened too.

-'Adrian? Is that you?.'

The person stopped crying and peeked from the bathroom, noticing you and getting out. Adrian's eyes were red and puffy, his nose scrunched up and also red.

-'I can't do this anymore y/n. I just can't.'

-'You can't do what?.'

-'I don't live anymore. I just exist.'

-'What do you mean?.'

-'I'm sorry.'

A/N

Lol ik this is short, sorry.

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