Barty
Everyone who knew Barty only knew him because of who his father was. It sucked honestly to be the son of the president people looked at you wherever you went and even though he was supposed to love the fact that he gets all this attention he doesn’t. In fact he has thought about ending it all several times but always knew better. If he lived he could destroy his father and his reputation everyone would hate him. His father took everything that he loved and crushed it into a tiny ball. He wanted to call Regulus but knew that it was a terrible idea especially if his parents pick up instead. Except for Regulus he had no one else. Pandora was in the amazon which has no WiFi and Dorcas was hanging out with that gryffindor chick. How great it must feel to have that. Suddenly there was a knocking on the door that made him jump. ‘Barty why aren’t you dressed? You know the party is starting soon and your father will...’ his mother screeched. Its not like his parents married because of love it was more like fear then marriage. Instead of arguing with his mother like usual he rolls his eyes instead and says ‘yeah mother I will get ready now please leave my room or are you going to watch me change?’
‘How dare you talk to your mother likebthat bartimius’ the oh so familiar voice of his dat shouted and he just rolled his eyes since neither of the two were able to say anything.
Fuck.My.Life