Snakes and Roses|| Rosekiller || ✔️

13. Threats

WARNING: mentions of torture, mentions of injuries, mentions of scars, threats/ threatening language

Evan:

Evan and Barty are laid on the grass, not at Hogwarts, they're in the meadow at the back of Evan's back garden at home. Barty's head is resting on Evan's stomach, the two of them watching the sky

"Do you think that that cloud looks like a hippogriff?" Asks Barty, pointing to a large cloud that looks nothing like a hippogriff

"I think it looks like a cloud" Evan replies with a small smile

"Yeah well, that's because your brain is so full of facts it has no room for imagination" Barty says with a grin

"Awe you just called me smart" Evan teases

"That is not what I said at all, Rosier" Barty replies

"It's basically what you said" Evan counters

"That is called wishful thinking, Rosie Boy" Barty states

"Rosie Boy?" Asks Evan

"It makes sense, don't you think?" Asks Barty

"I didn't know you had the capability to make sense" Evan comments, they both burst into laughter

But then the laughter becomes screams, Evan's screams. He's no longer in the meadow, he's in an empty classroom, under the wrath of Mulciber's wand.

He can hear them laughing.

They're laughing at him, at his suffering, at his misery.

Their laughs ring through his head, splitting through his skull as the pain consumes his body. He can't think, he can't breathe, he can't function, all he can do is feel pain and hear laughter.

And then

Silence

The laughing stops, the pain subsides and Evan is left twitching on the floor. There are voices, but he can't make out the words. He closes his eyes and darkness engulfs him, and he feels relieved, freed.

He then feels hands on him, gentle, loving hands. Lips are placed to his forehead and he feels a warmth spreading through him.

"I love you" He hears, and he's sure it's Barty saying it.

He's hauled into the air and it feels like he's floating.

No more pain, no more laughter, just peace and quiet.

Evan wakes up writhing and screaming. He's being held down and he's thrashing and kicking. He can't make out faces or voices he just knows he's in danger.

He needs to get out, needs to escape, he needs to be free he can't go through it again, they can't make it go through it again.

"Please, don't make me, please" Evan pleads, is he crying? He can feel a wetness on his cheeks and he's sure he's crying.

He can't go through it again, they have to let him go.

"Evan, hey, it's okay, Evan, it's me"

Except it can't be Barty, Barty isn't here to save him this time, he has to get himself out of this situation.

"Please, don't make me" Evan pleads again

He feels something being poured down his throat, it has a sweet taste and a warm feeling as it slips down his throat. He swallows and suddenly feels a lot calmer.