I
A week had passed from the first day of fifth year. It was dinner yet again in the Great Hall, with all of the tables mostly filled with students eating, chatting and doing their homework. Barty and Evan were sitting at the Slytherin table, Remus and Sirius sitting across the hall, just talking and chatting. Remus laughed at something Sirius had said. Barty was staring, before glancing at Evan, who he found was staring as well.
“Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” Barty asked, licking his lips.
Evan took a sip from his goblet, “Don’t even talk to me right now, I’m gonna dehydrate like this.”
Regulus had been watching Barty and Evan just stare at Remus for the past five minutes. It was a literal living freak show. “Should I be concerned?” He asked them, biting into his apple. “Also, just saying, Remus and Siri kind of have a thing going.”
Evan turned his head to Regulus, “Are they dating though?”
Regulus hummed softly, “Not that I know of.”
Barty nodded gently, turning his gaze back to Remus. He had really changed during the summer. He had grown taller, his jawline was sharper, lips plumper. He wasn’t the scrawny kid from last year anymore. He had toned muscles all over his body, and the scars didn’t take any of his beauty away. He wondered where he got them from.
“Hey Reg, do you know where Remus got his scars from?” Barty asked, looking at the younger Black.
Regulus looked at him, slightly raising an eyebrow at the out-of-nowhere question. “It’s not my place to tell. Ask him yourself if you want to know so bad.” He smirked.
Barty rolled his eyes at Regulus, “Fuck you, Reg.”
Regulus smirked at him, winking, “When, Crouch?”
Evan was still staring at Remus. He honestly looked heavenly. If someone were to attempt to catch Remus’ beauty on paper, the drawing would be very off from reality. He was scared that if he himself attempted to draw Remus, if he knew how to, he would fail horribly. He just liked looking at gorgeous people.
"Oh! I just remembered,” Regulus started, “Siri invited me to their RoR hangout that’s tonight. Do you wanna come as well? Remus will be there.” He said knowingly.
Evan shifted his gaze to his boyfriend. “What do you think, lover boy?” He asked teasingly, smirking at Barty.
Barty smirked back at Evan, kissing his cheek, “I like that idea, lover girl.” He chuckled as he earnt a smack from Evan.
“Stop calling me a lover girl!” Evan huffed softly, pouting as Barty pulled him in by his waist, kissing the crown of his head.
“Stop calling me a lover boy then,” Barty mused in return, holding Evan’s hand.
Evan smiled up at Barty. “But you are a lover boy.” He pecked Barty’s lips, before looking at Regulus. “We’ll come.”