Chapter 9: A Rude Interruption
“You got another letter from Hermione... You should really tell her to calm down... twenty five letters a day is obviously not good for her Owl.” Barty muttered as he exited the Kitchen with a slice of toast wedged in his mouth. Removing the toast; Barty joined Violet on the couch. Snuggling up close to share each other’s radiating heat. It had been a month since their terrifying encounter with the disturbed wizard and their life changing confessions. Barty’s wound had healed up quickly due to the aid of magic but Violet was still haunted at night of visions of that event. Barty felt hopeless whenever he would hear whimpers and slight screams coming from her side of the bed. He vowed he would help her, but he felt he could do nothing. But for Violet he was her beckon of light. Every time she would awake from the night terrors she would then feel content as Barty wrapped his body round hers in a protective manner. Barty’s nightmares had ceased ever since they shared a bed but Violet was only relieved when Barty was close; almost touching her. Her bad dreams happened rarely but when they did occur Barty was there; Barty would always be there.
“She wants to meet up again... To settle or sort out what happened last time.” Violet lovingly looked at Barty before swooping her head under his arm and biting a small piece off Barty’s toast. Barty gaped at her in pretend annoyance but soon cracked and joined in giggling away with Violet.
“Who said you could knick my food?”
Violet’s face reddened and she didn’t reply but just winked at him. Barty shone his pearl white teeth and wolfed down the remains of his breakfast.
“I was thinking of going round to see Hermione and the others tomorrow...” Barty waited for Violet to finish. He could tell it was a ‘But..’ comment and he could already predict what she was going to say. When Violet seemed reluctant to answer, Barty tried to persuade her to continue.
“But...”
“But... I feel... it’s best if you don’t come along this time...” As Barty opened his mouth, she interrupted him. “I just don’t want you to get hurt again. The others seem to have come to terms with... well you and I... being together, but Ron still is quite sensitive about the subject and I don’t want to provoke him further.”
“He’ll never come to accepting me.”
“Yes he will... Just give him time. Some people need more time than others”
“You’re so caring for everyone; that’s one of the things I love about you.” Barty tapped Violets nose with his pinkie and gave her a short peck on her cheek.
“Flattery will get you...Everywhere” Violet teased.
“Hmm. I might have to experiment with that then later.” Again Barty was going to kiss her cheek, but as his head loomed closer Violet placed one of her hands on the side of his face and directed his lips to hers.
“So is this the plan for today? Snogging and experimentation?”
“The way you said that made me seem like a mad person but yes...In some ways” Barty licked his lips and mimicked his tongue twitch Violet remembered from the first time Violet and Barty met. Violet chuckled as Barty made a soft growl and buried his face between her neck and shoulder; Kissing madly at her revealed skin. When Barty began to lick her skin in between kisses, Violet’s chuckle progressed into a full on laughter that almost echoed across the whole mansion. Barty stopped and stared into the eyes of his loved one. In this moment Barty took into Violets amazing blue eyes. Never in his life had he seen eyes that seemed to shine out life. All deatheater’s eyes became dead after the first week but seeing hers reminded him of the life she was giving him, and it made him feel alive; for the first time. Returning back to her lips, both of them completely forgot about their surroundings and at that moment, there were only two people in the world.
