Rosekiller

Fifth Year |Twenty-One| "What The Fuck"

All by yourself
Sittin' alone
I hope we're still friends
Yeah, I hope you don't mind

Tuesday, June 1st, 1976

Barty and Evan had been dating for almost a month. It was fun, and it wasn't anything really serious. Normally, Barty would sleep in Evan's bed, or Evan would sleep in Barty's bed.

Regulus was completely aware of this, but their other friends weren't, and Regulus respected their decision to stay a secret.

"Babe. Babe. Babe. Babe. Babe. Babe. Babe" Barty bugged. "What?" Evan snapped, irritated. "You're pretty" Barty smiled and kissed Evan on the cheek.

"You're such an idiot" Evan said, rolling his eyes. "What's your problem?" Barty asked, frowning. "I'm just not in the mood for this right now" Evan snarled.

"Okay, moody. I'll see you later" Barty said and picked up his bag. He left the common room and made his way to the library to do some homework.

Wednesday, June 2nd, 1976

"Is Evan okay?" Regulus asked Barty in the Great Hall the next day. The blond hadn't shown up for any meals since the previous day, and hadn't attended any classes.

"I'm sure he's fine, I'll check on him after dinner" Barty replied. "Okay" Regulus said and stabbed his mashed potatoes with his fork.

Wednesday, June 2nd, 1976

Barty made his way to his dorm to see if Evan was alright. When he entered, he saw that Evan was nowhere to be found. "Wha-" Barty started before he noticed that almost none of Evan's things were at his bed.

There was his uniform, his favourite hoodie, his school books, and his trunk. Barty opened his trunk to find that most of his belongings were missing.

"What the fuck" Barty said loudly.

"What is it?" Regulus asked, walking in. "Evan's shit is gone" Barty replied, starting to panic.

"What the fuck?"

"That's what I said!"

"Where is he?!"

"I don't fucking know!"

"Okay, no need to scream at me"

"Sorry, Reg. I have no clue where the fuck he is"

"Better. D'you think Professor Dumbledore would know?"

"One, Evan would never tell Dumbledore ANYTHING, and two, don't call him 'Professor Dumbledore', he doesn't deserve such a formal recognition"

"Alright. If you were Rosier, where would you go?"

"I don't know, a bar?"

"Why would he bring his stuff to a bar?"

"I don't know, he works in mysterious ways. Like muggle god"

"We'll check Hogsmeade, and if we don't find him, we're going to the headmaster"

"No! We can't! Evan will get in trouble"

"Then let's hope he's in Hogsmeade"

"...Okay"

"Great"

The two left their dorm, then left the common room, the dungeons, and out one of the many doors out of the castle.

They made their way to Hogsmeade, and when they got there, they scanned the pubs and shops. When they didn't find Evan anywhere, they were about to give up. Until Barty spotted a blond braid fly as someone turned a corner.