One last kiss (I love you like an alcoholic)

Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
M/M
G
One last kiss (I love you like an alcoholic)
Summary
Please Evan. Don’t give up.” He begged. “Barty I love you”. Evans voice was weak. His voice was so incredibly weak. That beautiful voice.
Note
this is a really short story about how I imagine Evan Rosiers death. I almost cried as I wrote this.

Barty was busy duelling some unimportant Auror. He had to admit that this guy was strong. When suddenly he heard a loud scream. Barty would recognize this voice everywhere. It was Evan Rosier. His beautiful boyfriend Evan. They got together when they were 16 and stayed together until now. 3 years later. 19 year old boys. Barty immediately began to worry. What happened over there? Thankfully his opponent was distracted too. So he quickly casted the death spell on him and ran to his boyfriend. Evan was laying on the ground. The guy who did this already vanished. Barty swore he´ll find him. Even if that´s the last thing he does. He kneeled down next to his beautiful boyfriend. He was bleeding. His shiny blonde hair was slowly turning red. He lifted Evans upper body. “stay with me. I’m here now” he whispered. He felt tears welling up in his eyes as he stared into those once so shiny blue eyes. He saw them turning darker. Life slowly leaving his body. “Evan, please” he begged quietly. “Barty.. I-“ Barty could hear how those words hurt him. “Shhh its ok” He brushed a strand of his boyfriends blonde hair out of his eyes. Suddenly he was frustrated. “We wanted to live together. We wanted a cat. We wanted to marry. I don’t want to give up those dreams. Please Evan. Don’t give up.” He begged. “Barty I love you”. Evans voice was weak. His voice was so incredibly weak. That beautiful voice. “Please, Evan, Please” Barty leaned down to kiss his Rose for the last time. He felt Evans last breath on his mouth as he kissed him. Suddenly he became angry. He screamed and cried. “Why did we never move in together?!” he asked the lifeless body in his arms. Evans blood felt heavy on Bartys hands and body. He was drenched in his lovers blood. He never forgot the feeling of Evans weight in his hands. It even was the last feeling he felt before he got the dementors kiss.