Rosekiller

Sixth Year|Twenty-Nine| "Be My Valentine?"

I am not my body,
Not my mind
Or my brain
Not my thoughts or feelings
I am not my DNA

Wednesday, February 2nd, 1977

It took weeks for Barty and Evan to be on good enough terms again. Regulus helped Barty realize that Evan was going through a lot after he received that wretched mark, and he apologized to his boyfriend for his reaction.

Evan started constantly apologizing for everything. Barty assured him it was okay, but he still continued to apologize.

Barty started to notice that Evan would confide in Regulus, instead of himself or Pandora (he hadn't spoken a word to Dora since she came to their dorm).

Barty asked Regulus if Evan was okay, and after lots and lots of nagging, Regulus told him that Evan was terrified of losing Barty again, and that was why he kept apologizing.

Barty felt horrible after Regulus had told him that. He made it his own personal mission to make sure that Evan knew he would never leave him. Ever.

"Hey baby" Barty said, sliding into a bench in the corridor next to Evan. "Hi love" Evan pressed a kiss to Barty's cheek. Barty internally frowned when he saw Evan was wearing another baggy jumper.

"Whatcha workin' on?" Barty asked, looking over Evan's shoulder at his parchment. Evan quickly hid the parchment, and shoved it into his school bag.

"Nothing" Evan replied, and smiled sweetly. Barty raised an eyebrow at him. "It's nothing, hun. Promise" Evan assured. "Alright. If you say so" Barty shrugged and stood up. He reached his hand out for Evan to grab, and he took it.

Barty pulled him up, and Evan was barely able to throw his bag over his shoulder before they started running.

Barty took him to the main courtyard, and before they entered it, Barty made Evan tie his tie around his eyes as a blindfold.

"Barty, what the fuck is happening?" Evan asked, extremely confused. Barty grinned and eyed the big floating sign behind Evan.

"You'll see, just wait two seconds" Barty said.

He turned Evan around, and guided him toward the middle of the courtyard. He pulled a small pink and red box out from his bag.

"Open your hand" Barty said. Evan opened his hand, palm up.

Barty placed the box in his hand, and stood behind him to untie the tie. He wrapped his arms around Evan's waist from behind, and put his head on his shoulder.

Evan's jaw dropped slightly when he saw the floating sign. It read "Will You Be My Valentine, Mr Rosier?" . It was pink and had rainbow glitter, with the words in a messy font. Barty had made it himself.

"Barty-what the fuck is this?!" Evan said with a wide smile. "D'you wanna be my valentine, love?" Barty asked lowly, discreetly pressing little kisses to Evan's neck.

"Is that even a question?" Evan asked. He reached his hand up as much as he could and twirled his fingers in Barty's hair.

"Did you make that?" Evan asked, gesturing to the sign which they were now taking down.

"Hell yeah, I made that. With my own glitter and everything" Barty grinned proudly.

"Aww, love, that's adorable. When did you find the time to do that?" Evan asked.

"When you were sleeping, duh. Regulus helped me pick out the colours"

"Regulus? Reg? Our Reg? He helped out pick colours?"