Chapter 6- Master Master!
As Barty broke off the kiss, Violet could slowly feel her legs turning to jelly. Twice had she been kissed by this man but never would she have expected that kiss. The more able girls at getting a boy at Hogwarts had told her all about a best kiss; but never in her wildest dreams think it was that good. It had everything: passion, commitment, and love she would dare say. It almost made her forget who Barty was in the past. All her insecurities about him being a murderous psychopath had long walked out the door. He now was replaced with the man that was standing right in front of her; seeming too to miss each other’s warm lips against theirs.
Barty cleared his throat out of nervousness. He worried that he had gone too far. They had only known each other for less than three days now and already he had given in and kissed her. Twice even. Some of those fears died down when he looked over to where the voice had come from and caught a glimpse of Violet touching her lips with slight curls appearing at the end of her mouth with her finger tips.
“Arrr. Winky just the person I want to see... From what Miss Walters has told me; you two have already met.” Barty extended his arm out to guide Violet to stand in front of Winky.
“Mistress it is so good to see you well and happy” Winky was talking about the massive grin Violet wore as she felt complete bliss.
“Thank you Winky. It’s so good to see you again. It looks like you’re got better yourself; you seem a lot more joyful than the last time I met you.” Violet bent down to hug Winky. She was reluctant at first as Winky had never been given a hug before but then leaped into Violets arms.
“Winky would say the same for you” Violet’s smile widened at Winky’s comment and she began to blush. Barty noticed this and softly chuckled. He was over the moon that they were getting on fantastically. “Master takes good care of me and Winky takes care of master. Would Mistress like a drink?” As Winky was about to walk out of the room towards the kitchen presumable; Violet noticed Winky was wearing clothes. Not the usual pillow case with tears in for arm holes, no. Winky appeared to be wearing a cream coloured dress; Similar style to the traditional elf labour clothing (this is why Violet didn’t recognise it before hand.) and odd socks. One displaying a day of the week; Saturday and the other being stripy.
“Winky...You’re wearing clothes...But that...That means you’re free”
“That’s right Mistress, Master gave them to me... Winky will make tea and cakes.” Winky waddled off as Violet turned to face Barty with a surprised look.
“I gave her clothes two weeks after I was released back into society. She helped me when I was trapped here under my Fathers imprisonment and getting back to normal life. I owed her freedom. I never knew that she cared so much for me before she demanded she wanted to stay and continue serving me. If one day she decided to go then I would let her. She can go whenever she wants. But she’s happy. And as long as she’s happy I’m happy... She’s been serving the Crouch family for thirty one years now, for her leaving would be breaking a lifelong habit.”
“I can’t believe you to be someone who cared about elf’s...I thought...I thought you might be like Lucius Malfoy when he had Dobby.”
“Hell no! Malfoy is a complete Ba***rd. I maybe from a pure-blood family but I don’t treat Winky like them. My Father used to take everything out on Winky and I. It was never her fault and I always promised myself that I would never hurt her. But then I did when I joined the deatheaters. It broke my Mother’s and Winky’s hearts. I just wished I realised then.” Tears were building up in Barty’s eyes and Violet came close to him and hugged him. They both wrapped their arms around each other and Barty rested his chin on Violets head.
