Cowboy
Evan recognized the name ‘Bartemius Crouch’ when Dumbledore first mentioned it, but he couldn’t figure out where he had heard it. But It didn’t change the fact that Evan hated Barty with his whole being.
Barty walks into the room with the smuggest smile on his face and Evan already hates him so much more than he thought he would.
Luckily for Evan though, Barty wasn’t all as tough and easy-going as he put on. He was tall, lean, and his chocolate brown hair was incredibly messy under his fucking ugly cap. His piercings were wobbly and his eyes were the same colour as the lake by the dock.
And Barty was scared shitless when Evan threatened him earlier.
It was stupidly obvious too. He could tell Barty was anxious as soon as Evan looked at him, going off the way he was breathing so heavily that even Remus could hear, and he was deaf in one ear. And the way his breath hitched when Evan got closer. He couldn’t help but laugh. It was too funny.
Evan had been here for a while, he’s even got his own Hogwarts badge, that’s how long he’s been here. Pandora sewed it on his jacket when he first got it, and he’s never taken it off since.
When he got here first The Marauders basically ruled the whole camp, they even had some control over the counsellors.
So Evan got a rival band together. Yeah, it sounded stupid but it was so annoying that everyone treated The Marauders like kings. They were far from that.
Ever since then, everything was fine. To an extent at least. They would put on shows for the camp every one and a while. Beat each other up over who won, yeah yeah, the usual.
Even more bands have gotten into the picture since. Like The Valkyries. They were a trio comprised of Lily (James’s girlfriend since before Evan got here), Marlene (Dorcas’s girlfriend) and Mary who said she’s ‘an independent woman, and any man who comes in the vicinity of her she will brutally kill, unless they’re hot pf course’. Evan agreed wholeheartedly.
Now he was showing Barty around the place and he wasn't enjoying it in the slightest. Barty was sort of in his own head the whole time. Evan had to admit, it did creep him out a bit.
He showed Barty the lake, the dock, and introduced him to some other campers. It was going as well as it possibly could until they got to the cabins that campers slept in.
On the door of each cabin there is a list of the people occupying said cabin and Evan, when he brought Barty around to each one, checked each of the lists and Barty’s name wasn’t on any of them.
He thought maybe the Councellors had made a mistake in his placement. That was until they reached his own cabin.
Every step closer they got, he prayed to God Barty wasn’t on the list.
As they reached the door, Evan eagerly checked the list for Barty’s name
It read: OCCUPANTS: Evan Rosier, Regulus Black, Pandora Lovegood, Dorcas Meadowes, Bartemius Crouch Jr.
Why? That’s all Evan could think of. Why? Could his luck be that bad.
He was about to reluctantly tell Barty that they would be sharing a cabin but Barty must’ve already seen the list because he heard a heavy sigh come from behind him.
‘Can they please get my name right once?!’ Barty exclaimed frustratingly. He pulled out a black marker from his bag and proceeded to scribble out ‘Bartemius’ and write ‘Barty’ over it.
‘Is that not your name though?’ Evan asked. Yeah, he didn’t like Barty but that won’t stop him from being curious.
‘Fuck no, that’s my Father’s name. Not mine’ he grunted.
Wait.. Evan finally remembered where he’d heard his name before.
‘Your Dad’s Bartemiuis Crouch, the lawyer?’ he exclaimed.
‘That’s him’
He’s heard of Barty’s Dad since his own Father would never stop ranting about how ‘That bastard Crouch stole another one of my cases’.
He also knew that Bartemius Crouch Sr. was mental, and also looked nothing like Barty.
Barty was the complete opposite actually. He had soft features, freckles scattered around his face along with some small healed cuts and he had a very relaxed demeanor. He also dressed like it was a chore, not putting any effort into being tidy.
No, Evan didn’t analyse Barty as soon as he stepped into the music hall, no. It was all surface level..Yep.
Barty Crouch Sr however was the complete opposite. From the photos Evan had seen Barty Crouch Sr was a stiff, upright, elderly man who almost always dressed in an impeccably crisp suit and tie. His grey hair parting was unnaturally straight and he definitely seemed to only go outside if his shoes were perfectly polished.
‘You look nothing like your Dad.’ He blurted out.
Shit Evan wasn't supposed to say that. Now he looks like a stalker.
IWell..
‘Are you saying I look handsome, Evan.’ he smirked ‘Wow.. I never would’ve thought!’ he batted his eyelids at Evan."You know, since you seem to hate me. But I am down for hate fucking. Whatever you want, darling?’ he leaned in close to Evan.
What the fuck?! Where did that come from?! One minute he’s away with the fairies, next he’s asking Evan to hook up with him?! Talk about being blunt, God.
Barty was staring at him waiting for an answer but Evan pushed Barty back with some force.
As Barty stumbled backwards Evan walked away from the cabin to find someone who is not Barty Crouch Jr. ‘
Go fuck yourself, Crouch.’ he said with a bitter tone facing away from Barty to hide the blush daring to creep up his neck.
‘Only if you watch, pretty boy’ He couldn’t see Barty but he could tell there was a smug smile showing on his face.
Now he wished Barty had taken the offer to go with Sirius. Fuck Barty Crouch Jr. (Not like that.)
He wouldn’t say he stormed off like a child, but he did. He didn’t turn back. Barty was here for one day and as much Evan hated to admit, Barty had gotten under his skin. And now he has to share a cabin with him for God knows how long.
He hates Barty Crouch Jr.
-- Barty’s POV--
Barty loves Evan Rosier.
Rosier, such a rich name. He read it on the list on the cabin door before Evan walked off. Oh how he misses Evan’s welcoming presence. No bother, he’ll just get settled in his new cabin.
He walked in the door and the first thing he noticed was three separate bunk beds. Each decorated their own way. On one there were fairy lights, a small tapestry and a bunch of stuffed animals. Underneath was very much the opposite. With only a trunk full of books on the end and another case that seemed to be holding a violin.
Across from that the other bunk bed was a Camp Hogwarts poster stuck on the wall beside a picture of a group of friends. When he examined it he noticed Evan standing in the middle surrounded by who must be The Pantheon. On the bed, music sheets were scattered around and an empty piano stand stood at the head of it.
‘Evan’s bed’ Barty thought. Cool.
And right at the back was one last bunk bed completely empty.
‘Ahh, home!’ He thought ‘And it has two floors, brilliant!’
He decided he would sleep on the top bunk since it gave him some sort of privacy, the bottom bunk can be for his things.
He took off his bag and threw it on the bottom bunk and unpacked the contents.
He hadn't brought much since well, he didn't really have much. Clothes, his notebook, with most of the music he’s written in it, some jewellery, guitar picks, his ipod with earphones and of course it wouldn't be Barty if he didn't bring his weed supply! It wasn’t much, just a small what once was a mint tin filled with whatever of it he had left. Which was probably enough for him and Evan, yay!
Back in the music hall he remembered he spotted a couple guitars here and there, so unless they don’t belong to anyone, he’ll be okay for practicing.
He was almost done unpacking when he heard the door open. Barty turned to see that it was the girl who waved at him back at the music hall. She was a part of The Pantheon band.
‘Hey Blondie’ he said smiling and tilting his head.
‘Hi Bee’ she responded with a wave.
It’s official; he loves that nickname. And this girl. She looks like a fairy from a fever dream. Cool.
‘Just wanted to check in to see how our new member is doing’ she said staying where she was.
‘He is doing amazing, thank you!’ A wide grin spread over his face. ‘I’ve already met the love of my life and now the maid of honour at our wedding’ he gestured the the girl in front of him.
‘Oh I’m absolutely flattered to be yours and Evan’s maid of honour at your wedding! Do you think I could also be the flower girl?’
‘Is that even a question? Of course!’ he paused for a moment.
"How do you know about Evan?’
‘Just a hunch’ she giggled ‘You know he thinks he scared you to death when Dumbledore introduced him to you. It’s quite funny actually, if only he knew.’
Barty groaned and fell back onto the bed ‘If only.’ God why can’t Evan just go along with Barty.
‘Blondie, do you think he’ll fuck me soon?’
‘No’ she smiled.
At that Barty screamed into his pillow. ‘I hate men’
‘So do I, it’s the lesbian in me.’
Barty sat up, ‘I have an idea’ He put a hand on his heart and the other in the air.
‘I, Barty Crouch Jr. formally invite..?’
‘Pandora Lovegood’
‘Pandora Lovegood to come and kill all the men in the camp with me!’
‘Except for Regulus. He’s more of a cat though, so he doesn't really count’
‘Except for Regulus, of course. Do you accept?’
‘I accept!’ she did a mock Salut back to him.
‘Brilliant! Just me and you Blondie, we’ll rule this camp!’
‘Actually. Not even when we kill all the men will we rule over Camp Hogwarts..’ Barty cocked his head to the side.
‘What do you mean?’
‘I mean,’ she whispered the next part, ‘the Rat King-’
Barty gasped ‘No..’
Pandora’s eyes went wide, ‘Yes.. He lives in the tunnel that connects the lake to the docks’
Barty huffed, ‘Why does he have to ruin everything’
Barty has had a run in with the Rat King before. It was not an ideal interaction.
‘Anyways’ she chirped ‘I was actually here to tell you, since Evan didn’t want to, that dinner’s at five and after the counsellors go to sleep there will be a gig with The Marauders and The Pantheon playing tonight at nine. So you should be there.’
Barty checked his watch, it was half four. Okay so he’ll get changed then head for dinner, he’ll ask Pandora to sit with her since she’s the only decent person here. But according to her Regulus is nice so Barty will deal with him as well. Then he’ll wait until half nine to go to the music hall since he doesn't want to be the first one there.
His time management skills are flawless.
The door opened again. It was another girl.
‘Dorcas!’ Pandora greeted ‘This is Barty, he’s new!’
The girl Dorcas was very pretty, like woah, but according to the photo above her bed of her kissing another girl Barty thinks he may have a bit of a disadvantage.
‘Yep. Nice to meet you. Dorcas’ she stuck her hand to him. He shook it ‘Barty’ he winked. She only rolled her eyes.
‘Anyways I was just here to tell Pandora that Regulus is looking for you’
‘Oh! I hope he wasn’t waiting too long’
Dorcas led Pandora out of the cabin with Barty watching them go. He was thinking of where would be a good place to hide his stash until Dorcas turned back to him.
‘You coming?’
He jumped up, ‘Yes ma’am!’