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“Your father’s a right prick,” Sirius muttered.

“Don’t have to tell me twice,” Barty Crouch Jr. deadpanned.

Sirius let out a bitter huff. “I don’t think my own parents would’ve done what yours did.”

“No trial. Took the word of others. You didn’t do it… did you?” Barty’s tone was flat, almost accusatory, but not really.

Sirius said nothing.

“I’m gonna kill him,” Barty muttered, voice low and tense. “As soon as I get out. Moody, too, that piece of shit… killed my Rosie.”

Barty’s voice cracked.

“I’m sorry about Evan,” Sirius said quietly.

“And Regulus,” Barty added, eyes briefly meeting Sirius.

Sirius’ gaze hardened. “If I get out… I’m going to find Pettigrew. And I’m going to make him pay.”

Barty: y’know, my best mate’s sibling’s best friend is head boy, so don’t you think i should be let off this one time?

Peter: yeah, you know the head boy? I sleep 10ft away from him, jsyk *slips money over*

Even Remus:

Remus: yeah so my partner is painfully codependent with the head boy, cut me some damm slack