September 20, 1978
EVAN WILLIAM ROSIER
As soon as Evan opened the door to his and Barty's flat, Barty tackled him into a kiss. Evan broke away after a moment.
"We are in the hallway, Bee. Careful," Evan told his boyfriend.
Barty pouted. "So what?"
Evan frowned. "You know I can't risk it."
"I hate hiding us, Ev. I don't give a shit what people say. Plus I would love to knock my father down a few pegs. I'm sure everyone would love his only son being queer."
"Bee, I can't- we've talked about this. My dad can't know. If I am a disgrace to the Rosier family than he will start controlling Dora again and I can't do that to her. Her and Xen are happy. I don't want her to suffer because I let news of my relationship with Barty Crouch Jr., the ministers son, get out to the public."
"Why should you care about her? She made you choose between me and her," Barty pointed out.
"They will hurt you, Bee," Evan pointed out desperately. "Actually scratch that. They won't hurt you they will kill you."
The sad reality seemed to finally click in Barty's brain. He rested their foreheads together as he pulled Evan into the flat and shut the door. "At least I get to have you right now. We can just be ourselves behind these walls."
Evan brought an awkward hand to the back of his head. "About that..."
Barty shook his head. "Please don't say what I think you are about to."
"The dark lord has assigned a mission for us and Zahara today," he finished.
Barty looked so sad and frustrated. "You've got to be kidding me! We never get moments alone anymore, Ev. It's just mission, mission, mission 24/7. It's not fair."
Evan pressed a soft kiss to Barty's lips. "I know but we don't have a choice, love."
"How much time do we have?"
"Around thirty minutes."
Barty smirked. "I can work with that," he muttered before he crashed their lips together.
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They apparated to the spot in the woods that they were supposed to meet Zahara in. She was already there waiting for them. "Took you two long enough," she stated.
"We are literally on time. It's not our fault you were early," Barty defended.
Zahara walked over to where Evan was standing. She inspected his neck. Evan mentally cursed Barty and thought of the multiple ways he could murder his boyfriend.
"That hickey was definitely not there an hour ago. I thought you said you were going back to yours and Barty's flat?" Zahara stated. Evan hesitated too long. Zahara clamped a hand over her mouth and her eyes widened with realization. "Holy fucking shit!"
"You can't tell anyone, Zahara. No one knows besides Pandora. No one else can know okay?" Evan quickly rushed out.
Zahara gave him a small smile. "Relax, my lips are sealed. I don't really give a shit if you two are gay. It doesn't affect me so why should I have a problem with it?"
"So you don't like Ev then?" Barty asked. Evan found it adorable how jealous Barty always got when Zahara talked to him.
Zahara shook her head. "Maybe as a fourteen year old but I'm way over that now. Don't worry, Bartimus. I have no intentions on making moves on your boyfriend."
"Good. Cause he doesn't like you."
"Yeah, I noticed. It does sting less though knowing it's cause he's gay and that there isn't just some other girl who is prettier that he likes. How long have you two been together?"
"Since the beginning of April," Evan answered. That sort of marked the end of their conversation and the three of them put their masks on.
They explored the woods in silence. The three of them ended up splitting up to find the aurors faster. About thirty minutes into his search, Evan heard yells and the sound of spells. A twig snapped behind him and someone grabbed him from behind, slamming his face against the nearest tree trunk. He felt blood trickle down from his nose. It hurt like hell but he fought the cry of pain.
The person grabbed his wand out of his pocket before shoving him to the ground and pinning him down with their boot. He felt his breath catch in his chest because the person was Pandora. She stared at the wand in recognition and confusion before looking back down at his masked face. "Evan?"
She reached down to take his mask off and he wiped some of the blood away. "Hey, sis."
She didn't say anything and she just grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and dragged him to where all the action was happening.
Barty was kneeling on the ground. Regulus was standing in front of him with his wand pointed at him. James was standing behind Barty. Remus was holding onto Zahara and Kian was hovering beside Regulus.
Panic coursed through Evans veins. "Please don't hurt him, Regulus."
"He hurt me," Regulus stated sounding so conflicted and broken.
"Please, Reg. I'm begging you. I need him, I can't lose him." He then turned to his twin. "Please, Dora. Back me up on this."
Pandora just stared at her feet. "You aren't good people anymore, Evan. You killed people."
Evan felt his breath catch in his chest. "You know about that?"
"Regulus saw you and Barty kill the Hobbs twins. Tanya and Timothy are dead because you killed them," Kian explained.
Evan gave Pandora a pleading look. "Please, Pandy. I had no choice you have to believe me."
"You had a choice. You chose him," Pandora stated firmly and emotionless but Evan could see the pain in her eyes.
"Barty only joined the death eaters because I did! Sure maybe he fucked up with the outing you guys thing but that doesn't mean you should hurt him! You are better than this, Regulus. You are better than your parents and Bellatrix. They want you to crack. Don't give them what they want."
"You are only saying that all because you don't want your boyfriend to get hurt! You don't give a shit about Regulus. You two only care about him when your life depends on it and I'm fucking sick of it!" Remus confessed. "Pandora and Regulus don't deserve you two. They deserve people like Xenophilius and James who actually care about them."
"That's not true," Evan quickly corrected but the words didn't seem true as he said them and it terrified him. He was becoming a monster like his father.
"Also you fucked up telling me about you and Barty," James stated. "How about I give you two the same treatment you gave us?"
"You wouldn't dare," Barty stated from his spot on the ground, sounding terrified.
"Of course I wouldn't because I'm a good person," James agreed. "Do whatever you want, Reg. They've put us through enough shit that I think a small little curse is justified."
Evan watched the moment Regulus Black cracked and he cast the torturing spell. Evan covered his ears trying to drown out his boyfriend's screams. He didn't remove his hands until the red light died out. The aurors were all gone and only the three of them remained.
Evan rushed to Barty's side. His breathing was shaky which gave away the fact that he was having a panic attack. "Look at me, Bee. Your dad isn't here. He isn't going to hurt you. You are safe with me." Barty still didn't meet his gaze. "Come on, Bee. I need you to look at me."
Evan pressed a quick kiss to Barty's lips which finally gained Barty's attention. He told Barty to match his breathing and after a couple minutes, Barty's breathing was back under control.
Barty folded himself into Evan and started to sob into the croon of his neck. Evan wrapped his arms around his boyfriend. He met Zahara's gaze. She looked concerned and upset.
Barty pulled away after a bit and looked him in the eye. "I- I did that to him, Ev. What I did destroyed him. I- I killed Regulus. James too."
Evan felt his heart shatter into a million pieces and he pulled Barty back into his arms. "They were never going to make it out of the war the same."
"Regulus is fucking seventeen! I've always been fucked up but he hasn't always been. I outed him because I was a fucking idiot and now he's never going to be the same again. Dumbledore has him working as a spy and the fate of the wizarding world pretty much sits on his fucking shoulders. He never would have agreed to do any of this if I hadn't killed some part of him and I hate myself for it. I hate myself for going to Rita."
Zahara squatted down next to them and she wrapped her arms around both of them. Evan truly didn't know what to say.
He didn't know how many more people he would kill. He didn't know how long it was before he hit the point of insanity. He didn't know what he believed in. He didn't know who he was anymore.
The only things he could still identify within him were his love for Barty and his desire to kill Alastor Moody.
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I'm posting the Aidan fic after I publish this chapter. Anyone who is interested can definitely read it now. Except if you are interested in reading it and you don't want to be spoiled for everyone's future kids, I would skip the prologue.