barty loves like it’s the only test he’s failing
evan loves like it’s something he has to earn
regulus loves like it’s already over
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barty loves like it’s the only test he’s failing
evan loves like it’s something he has to earn
regulus loves like it’s already over
🖤

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Evan: Barty would look good covered in blood.
Barty: You think so?
Regulus: I’m begging you both to experience a normal emotion.
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One night in the Slytherin dormitories, before Rosekiller was official.
Barty, half-asleep, fingers tangled in Evan’s hair: I love you.
Evan: …What?
Regulus, behind his bed curtains: Don’t you dare pretend you didn’t hear that.
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James tries to bond with Regulus’ friends and deeply regrets bringing up date ideas.
Barty: Our first date was at a cemetery.
Evan: We looked at the headstones and made up reasons for how they died.
Barty: Best date ever.
James: So just to clarify—this was on purpose?
Regulus: Obviously.
James: Right. Of course. Nothing says romance like fictional causes of death.
Evan: You make it sound weird.
James: I’m trying very hard not to…Please tell me at least one of you brought flowers.
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Regulus is struggling with his feelings for James.
Regulus: When did you realize you were in love with Barty?
Evan: He lit a cigarette while I went down on him.
Regulus: Well… that wasn’t very helpful.
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Hear me out:
I love Slytherin Barty — but imagine good-boy Ravenclaw Barty.
He wanted nothing more than his father’s respect. Perfect grades. Quiet obedience. The kind of boy teachers praised and trusted without question.
In fourth year, Ravenclaw and Slytherin shared several classes. For one of them, Barty was paired with Regulus Black. Regulus — a diva in every sense — insisted they work in the Slytherin dormitories. Had he known what would follow, he would have chosen the safety of the library or an empty classroom instead.
Evan, Regulus’ roommate, noticed Barty immediately. The shy posture. The careful words. The way he tried so hard to be good. Evan knew, almost at once, that he wanted him. Wanted to destroy him.
That night, he walked Barty back to his tower. At the door, he kissed him goodnight. Not really a kiss, just a brief, almost innocent peck on the cheek. Still, it lingered.
The next morning, Evan asked Barty to sit at the Slytherin table. He talked him into skipping their next class. It was the first rule Barty ever broke and he broke it with a boy who looked like an angel and felt like temptation. The morning after, Evan didn’t have to ask again. Barty was already there, waiting at the Slytherin table.
That night, they met by the lake and drank until the world softened around the edges. It was the second rule Barty broke and the first time his father heard of his disobedience.
The letter arrived the next morning. The first his father had ever sent while Barty was at Hogwarts. Cold and filled with disappointment. Barty had expected it to hurt. Instead, it made him feel light, almost euphoric. High on defiance.
From then on, he followed Evan whenever he could. The feeling never faded when he was near him. And Evan adored the way the good boy unraveled, piece by piece. Each broken rule drew them closer. Each step away from obedience tightened the bond between them.
One night, Barty asked Evan to pierce his lip.
That night, Evan didn’t walk him back to Ravenclaw Tower. It was the first time Barty slept in the Slytherin dormitories because Evan kissed him properly, finally, as if there was no turning back.
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