David Tennant Characters One Shots by Lady Kilgrave

A strange relationship (Barty JrxReader) part 2/3

    I knocked the door three times before his moody-styled voice replied 'Who's there?' 'It's me, who do you think it is?' I rolled my eyes and sighed. 'Come in' he said calmly in his normal tone and I entered his funny little room with the fireplace. It was warm and comfy, there were many strange objects everywhere. 'I brought us some snacks. I haven't seen you on any meal today, you must be starving' I say and place pumpkin cookies and juice on his coffee table. He smirks and nodes 'Thanks' I sit down next to him on the sofa and take one cookie. 'Tell me about you, y/n. How's that you're older than most of the kids here?' he takes one cookie and pours on it a shining green liquid from a small crystal flask. He then sniffs the cookie and takes it all to his mouth. 'What was that?' I ask with my eyebrows rised 'Oh that? Just in case you wanted to poison me, love' he winks and takes another cookie and does the same with it. 'Emm.. okay. So my powers showed up when I was 12, you know. Funny story, though. I was reading one of my favorite books. A popular muggle book about a world where there's eternal winter and four sibilings dicrover this world through a wardrobe' I laugh at the memory of myself being very imaginative child with my eyes stuck in the fire 'I was so obsessed with that book that one day I opened my wardrobe, got into it and started to wish really really badly for this world to appear, thinking of forest all covered in snow. And then... It started to snow above my head. In my freaking wardrobe. I was so excited that I immidately ran to my parents screaming that I'm a witch! They called Dumbledore and a few days  later I was already packing my things to Hogwarts' I smile thinking of it. It was the most amazing day in my life. I got lost in my thoughts and I almost forgot whom I'm talking to. I moved my eyes to Barty and catched him staring at me with a dreamy look. He cleared his throat. 'Magic is a wonderful thing, isn't it' he said and I noded. I noticed just now that he wasn't wearing those horrible rags that he wears as Alastor Moody but tight brown shirt with a few undone buttons at the top, which exposed his chest a little and black trousers. He  brushed his hair on side with his fingers. 'Why don't you tell me something about you? I only know that you're death eater. And that you escaped... How is it in there...? In Azkaban?' Barty widen his eyes and frowned. I saw his adam's apple pulsate. For a moment I thought he wouldn't answer and was about to change the topic but then he started with tense voice 'Imagine falling down through the sharpest thorns. There's no ground, nothing you can hold on. Just falling and pain' I swallow and watch his big brown eyes go dark and sad. I instinctively put my hand on his shoulder and his puppy sight goes to my face. 'I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked' I mumble and quickly take off my hand realising what I'm doing. He smirks and grins at that. 'Are you afraid of me, y/n?' his voice is completely confident this time. He turns to me, leaning his arm on the back of the sofa, reaching my neck with his finger tips. I shiver at that with... wait, is it excitment? 'I'm talking to you under a threat so I should be... But so far you make me feel nothing but sorry for you' I answer shyly and his smirk gets replaced by an actual warm smile. 'You're different' he states 'What do you mean?' 'You see things, you see... more. That makes you so good at my subject, that's why you're not shaking and sobing here. Am I right?' he's co focused on me I blush a little 'Thank you, but I think if you had wanted me to be scared of you I would've been. I think you're not as bad as you say you are' he opened his mouth to say something but I stoped him 'And I know that you tortured those Longbottoms but I would never believe you truly enjoyed this. And yes, I did some research about you' I said with one breath, hoping really hard for it to be true. He pulled up his sleeve and exposed the dark mark on his left arm. 'I am exactly that bad as you don't want to believe I am' there's a silent challenge in his tone. I barely glance at the skull with a snake around and look into his eyes  'Barty, what would your Lord say if he knew you're flirting with a person that discovered your secret? He would've killed me immidately, arraging an accident eventually. Easy enough. You? You're pretending to be a death eater and nothing but that. But you're also a human and the prove is me sitting here save and sound' I catch a breath and hold it. Now he's gonna kill me, isn't he?  I watch corners of his lips curl up a little. 'And with that young lady, I'm gonna leave you today. Good night' I gasped as he walked up to the door and opened it. I wanted to say something but nothing good enough came to my mind so I just approached to the door and stopped in front of him. 'When?' I asked with as steady voice as I could manage. 'I'll let you know' I noded and went out. 

Few days later I sliped to the library in the middle of the night. I couldn't sleep and an hour or two  of reading here always helps me. I was wearing only wearing my nightgown, as I couldn't find my jumper. I took a lantern and after placing the book I chose on the table I walked up to the window and suspended my sight on full moon surrounded by stars. I wraped my arms around my waist to get warmer but it was bloody cold anyway. Rarely happens at Hogwarts but apparantely they haven't casted the right spells after really hot autumn yet. I started to think again about my last conversation with Crouch. I accused him of flirting with me and he didn't even deny that. I blushed at the memory of his fingers giggling softly my neck. We had a lesson yesterday but he didn't pay me any attention, didn't stop me after or anything. Maybe he's just playing with me... I imagine his face and feel alarming warmth in area of my stomach. Can it be? Do I feel butterflies for the first time in my life... Did I fall for a goddamn death eater?! No wander I can't sleep since Sunday! Suddenly something breaks me away from my thoughts and I jump a little, my heart speeding up to maximum in one second. 'Who's there?' I ask worried, knowing that if it's a proffesor, I'm dead. 'Studen't aren't allowed to be here after 8, young lady' I feel dizzy at Barty's voice. And Barty's not Moody's. I don't relax even a bit at that. My voice gets stuck in my throat as he walks up to me and approaches his lantern to see my face. 'H-how did you know it was me?' I manage to whisper, looking at his poisture. His wearing a suit of which colour I'm not sure. It's surely dark and his shirt is white. 'I saw you going down the stairs, I was just coming back from... well I had to do something outside Hogwarts' he answered with a laugh in his quite voice. 'I like to read when I can't sleep' I reply 'I see. Gosh, you're shaking' my body cooled down a little after this one second heart attack as I saw he's not going to tell anybody. I was freezing again. He put his lantern next to mine on the table and took off his suit, wraping it around my shoulders, trying to warm up my skin by stroking my arms with his strong hands. I immidately feel hot at his action and thank god he can't see my face in the darkness. 'Thank you' I whisper gratefully, not wanting his hands to go away from my arms. So I don't move and just stare at his georgeus eyes lighten by moon light from the right side and faint yellow lantern light from the other. He seems frozen too, when his right hand very very slowly moves from my arm to my hair and down my cheek. I let out a loud shaky breath of pleasure at that. His finger tips feel like fire on my cold skin. I can't bare it anymore and put my hand on his chest, getting even closer to him. Warmth of his body is radiating now to mine. I hear him taking a breath and with one sudden move he holds strongly small of my back and crushes his lips on mine. I wrap arms around his neck and he holds my waist as I kiss back his so soft lips. His tongue licks my dry lips and I open my mouth making his way inside. He kisses lovingly and passionately and I wish this moment to never end. 

But sooner than I'd wish to he pulls away gently and we both pant, staring at each other in shock. 'Join me tomorrow at 9, now go' he seems to be in hurry so I quickly put the books back into its place and grab my lantern. I leave without saying a word and our ways are parting. That certainly won't help me to fall asleep tonight...