Your favourite HP m/m ships 2/?: Regulus x Barty Jr
uhm, this might not be one of your favourites, since this is requested by, well, me. i just really have a thing for young soft death eaters and a lot of angst and sorrow, so regulus black and barty crouch junior will always be one of my favourite pairs.
(tag me in EVERYTHING that exist on this couple, please)
barty is a ravenclaw student the year below regulus.
they could’ve gone through they’re lives without ever even spoken to eachother, but they don’t.
because barty happens to beat an old record of regulus in transfiguration and regulus can’t believe it.
so he seeks barty up, corner the one year younger boy when he’s alone just to get a look at mcgonagall’s new little wonder child.
and barty is arrogant and besserwisser, but he’s also charismatic and has that kind of strong presence and fire in him that makes regulus think about sirius.
and in regulus, barty for the first time sees an equal, someone who’s really worthy of his time, someone who’s not childish and dumd as his classmates.
they discuss philosophy together, they read poetry for each other and they talk about their families, they share their deepest secrets and their biggest dreams. they talk about a future. they laugh and they cry.
they taste each others lips, feel each others soft skin, let their fingers caress each others hair.
it’s all a big secret. their family’s would never understand and regulus can’t loose his family, not like sirius did.
so they always meet in secret, never speak in public.
times get darker.
it’s regulus fault that both of them join the death eaters.(at least regulus will for ever blame himself for dragging barty in to that crap)
one does it because it’s what expected of him. the other one because it’s the last thing that’s expected of him. really, both do it because all they really want is their parents to notice them, finally pay some god damn attention to them and love them.
maybe they also do it because of the tense somewhat exciting electricity that’s in the air. because time’s are a changing and they want to be a part of something, something bigger. and they want to do it together.
if it’s regulus fault that they join, it’s bartys fault that they stay.
it scares them, because they both know that they’re on their way to lose each other. they’re slowly growing apart and they no longer tell each other everything.
however, they never stop loving each other. both clinging to old memories, old versions of the other. clinging to the hope that things soon will change, and that the other will change with it.
but they never get time for any change, because regulus died.
To me Van Gogh is the finest painter of them all. Certainly the most popular, great painter of all time. The most beloved, his command of colour most magnificent. He transformed the pain of his tormented life into ecstatic beauty. Pain is easy to portray, but to use your passion and pain to portray the ecstasy and joy and magnificence of our world, no one had ever done it before. Perhaps no one ever will again. To my mind, that strange, wild man who roamed the fields of Provence was not only the world’s greatest artist, but also one of the greatest men who ever lived.