WARNING: threatening language, violence, gore/torture (kinda), depictions of death
Evan:
Evan turns on the water and watches it run, he just stands there for a few moments, watching as the water droplets fall from the shower head, down to the floor of the shower, circling down the drain.
It's mesmerising almost.
Evan doesn't particularly need this shower, he had one earlier, but something about today feels wrong, it feels out of place.
The whole day Evan has felt cold, like he's stepped through one of the ghosts, or like someone has stepped over his grave.
He's always found that to be a funny saying. Stepped over your grave. It always sends a chill down his spine, it makes him feel...wrong
He steps into the shower, hoping to feel something, hoping it will warm his core. He goes through the motions of his usual routine, hoping it will ground him, hoping it will wash the feeling away so that he can step out of the shower feeling warmer, feeling right, feeling put together.
"You're in the shower again?" Barty asks through the shower curtain
"I just don't feel clean enough" Evan replies
"Ev, get out of the shower, your clean enough" Barty says
"I just can't shake the feeling that something is wrong" Evan protests, turning off the shower regardless, grabbing his towel and stepping out of the shower, wrapping the towel around his waist.
When he steps out of the shower, Barty is standing in the doorway, leaning up against the doorframe. He looks ridiculously attractive which Evan hardly thinks is fair. How is he supposed to function and get things done when his boyfriend- no- his husband looks so unbearably attractive?
"What makes you think today is wrong? We haven't left this room" Barty asks as Evan starts to redress, using a drying spell to dry himself quicker. He then turns his attention to the mirror to tend to his hair
"I don't know it's just...a feeling I have" Evan replies
"Well then how about this? We stay right here, all day, we talk, we cuddle, we take our clothes off I don't know, I'm not fussy, but we won't leave this room and then nothing bad can happen" Barty says with a grin
Evan smiles and shakes his head, walking over to Barty and kissing him.
"Sounds perfect to me" Evan replies
But the universe is cruel
At that moment, a burning pain shoots through Evan's arm, causing him to inhale sharply through gritted teeth
"I told you that there's something wrong about today" Evan says
"Maybe it's just a meeting" Barty replies haphazardly, which doesn't exactly fill Evan with confidence, especially not in this moment. Evan looks at Barty pointedly and shakes his head
"We haven't done a meeting in nearly two months, he keeps winning these battles, he's chasing highs, we're going to be transported to a battlefield, I just know it" Evan argues
"It'll be okay, alright?" Asks Barty
Evan swallows thickly and nods, the two of them looking at one another as they place their hands over their Dark Marks. Evan is immediately transported to a different location, the apparition making him queasy, which doesn't usually happen anymore, but he can feel the anxiety bubbling up inside of him which is not helping his case in any way.
Evan was right, they end up in a battlefield, and because they were late to answer their call, the battle has ensued. There isn't too much damage yet, but already he can see Death Eaters imperioing groups of muggles to make them do embarrassing things, or harm themselves, or harm each other, or even kill each other, whatever tickles that particular Death Eater's fancy.
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Snakes and Roses|| Rosekiller || ✔️
FanficEvan Rosier is top of his year, he's one of the smartest students has ever seen, really, so starting his NEWTs should really be a breeze for him. The only thing about school Evan can't seem to get a grip on is friendships and social interactions, an...
