Rosekiller

Sixth Year|Thirty-Four|Fuck you Barty

                                     Friday nights
                            And the lights are low
                      Looking out for a place to go

Tuesday, May 31st, 1977

Barty seemed unaffected. He didn't even seem to care.

What is wrong with him? Evan thought. Barty was so stupid. Did he truly think Evan would cheat on him? Did Snape's shitty lies really affect him that much? Did Evan do something to make him believe it? Was Barty just reflecting? What if Barty actually cheated and was just putting it on Evan?

Evan had so many questions and couldn't ask them. He had so many emotions and couldn't decipher them individually. He wanted to scream and cry and kill someone all at once, but he couldn't. He had to get up, get ready for his day, go to class, and try to get through everyday, but it was hard.

"Evan, c'mon dude. Just talk to him" Dorcas pleaded once. "No. We're broken up, and I have no desire to speak to someone who would believe I cheated on him after some lying grimy git said I did" Evan responded.

"Ev, you can't be mad at him forever. And does he even know you're broken up? He's behaving as if you two are just a little weird right now" Pandora added in.

"Yes, he knows we're broken up. I passed him a note in Transfiguration last week breaking up with him" Evan fiddled with his fingers.

"Oh" Pandora frowned.

Dorcas, Pandora, Regulus, and Evan were all in the boys' dorm talking, while Barty was supposedly off with someone else. Probably some girl.

Wednesday, June 8th, 1977

Evan had exams to occupy him. Their last day of the school year was June 24th, and their final exams were only a few days away.

He elected to spend all his time in the library, or otherwise in Lupin's study group (which was weird for the both of them at first, but they'd grown semi-used to it).

One day while Evan was on his way to the library, he turned a corner and saw Barty and some chick all over each other on a bench.

Evan instinctively grabbed his wand. He turned back behind the corner, and hid behind it. He'd recently been going about the wizard way of getting revenge, as opposed to his regular style of muggle ways.

He flicked his wand towards Barty while muttering a charm that Regulus had taught him. Almost immediately, Barty's whole demeanour changed. He suddenly seemed disgusted in the girl, and pushed her off of him.

"What the fuck?!" She yelled in an extremely heavy Scottish accent.

"Fucking slut" Barty snarled at her.

"The fuck did I do?" She asked.

Barty started off towards Evan, and the blonde quickly ran away to avoid being seen.

Monday, June 15th, 1977

Evan had multiple exams that day. He had his Transfiguration practical, Charms practical, and Potions theoretical. He was pretty confident he'd get a decent enough grade.

He made his way to his first exam ( Potions theoretical) and when he arrived, he'd found out that Barty was also taking that exam at that time. And he was sat right next to him. Of fucking course.

Evan was sure to make this exam hell for his ex.

As he reached for a quill out of his bag, he made sure Barty saw his shirt ride up, showing off his lower back. He did small things like that all throughout the exam.