Barty thinks he’s always been in love with Evan, he can’t think of a time he didn’t feel his heart jump at the sight of him.
And this time was no different, they had just beat a bunch of aurors and Evan was a sight. His hair all messed up, drenched in sweat, and covered in mud, yet he was still just as beautiful as he’s ever been.
“Looking rather lovely Evs” Evan rolls his eyes but can’t help the fond smile that appears on his face.
“I’m sorry Barty, I shouldn’t have gotten you involved in this.” Evan looks down; he never wanted Barty to be forced to take the mark.
“Don’t say that Evs, I wanted to, I didn’t want you to do this alone.” Barty hooks a finger under Evan’s chin forcing him to look at him.
“I love you, and we are in this together.” Evan lets himself be pulled into a hug, it's all been too much, he doesn’t want to hurt anyone, he just wants to live a carefree life hand in hand with Barty.
He would’ve liked Regulus to come around too, maybe bring James, but the damn fools had to go and die.
Barty’s arms tighten around his body trying to calm him down. And for a minute he does, he feels calm in his lovers arms for the first time in a long time, but it doesn’t last, he feels something hit his back and he feels the spell go through his body, it burns, it hurts, he feels very tired all the sudden, he wants to shut his eyes.
But he can’t, he has to stay awake, he can’t leave Barty, he promised to never leave him when they exchanged vows in that bar all those years ago.
Bartys head jerks up, and shoots a spell towards someone Evan couldn’t see, he was too busy trying not to fall over.
“Bee…” Evan feels Barty slowly lowering them to the ground.
“Hey darlin, don’t worry, he’s gone now, you're going to be okay.” Evan thinks he feels a hand brushing hair out of his face but he can’t tell, everything seems to be going out of focus.
“Barty.. I don’t want to die, I don’t want to leave you, I.. I..”
“Shh.. your not going to die love”
“promise?”
“I promise. And when you wake up, we’ll be away from this war, we'll have a shitty apartment in Las Vegas, and I will have a whole list of stupid things we can do. Reg will be there, and he’ll tell us how stupid we are but will smile that smile of his. Hell even James will be there, and we could all go on a double date to a fucking casino, a bar, or where ever you want.
Does that sound nice Evs?”
“Very nice” Evan knew it wasn’t a reality but it was a nice thought to leave this world with, he only wished that Barty wasn’t going to be alone.
The tears were falling fast from Barty’s eyes now, but he couldn’t seem to get them to stop, so he smiled. He wanted Evan to die peacefully, he deserved it after all the shit he has been put through.
Evan tried to smile in return, one last smile, one last crinkle of his eyes, one last appearance of his dimples, and one last laugh.
“You really are pretty, you know that Bee?”
Barty lets out a breathy laugh as more tears fall down his face.
That's all Evan really needed to hear as his eyes slowly closed.
Barty isn’t sure how long he sits there holding his rose, watching as he wilts, watching the color leave his face, watching the blood spill out of him.
Barty lets out a laugh and the longer he laughs the more it turns into painful gut wrenching sobs.
The last bit of him was gone, the only thing in the world keeping him sane was gone.
He was only 20 fucking years old, and Barty felt all the life leave him.
All he felt now was a need to hurt, a need to destroy, a need to take everything anyone ever loved away from them so they will feel the way he does. No one should feel happy, when there are people in the world who hurt as much as he does.
And he’s going to start with Alester Moody, and his fucking father, they will pay for taking his rose from him.