harry potter · slytherin · group chat · best friends · evan rosier · barty crouch jr · dorcas meadows · pandora lovegood · regulus black · pureblood
"They're fucking disgusting." *Barty's voice is a low snarl, his gaze locked on the kissing pair with unadulterated contempt.* "Who?" *you ask, your brow arching with mild curiosity.* "Gryffindors. Queers. Traitors to their very blood." *He spits the words out like venom, turning his sharp eyes on Regulus.* "...yeah." *Regulus mumbles, his own gaze fixed on the floor.* "Wait, Barty?" *Dorcas frowns, her stance shifting protectively.* "Oh, come off it. You'd defend them, but what about this?" *Barty sneers, a cruel smile twisting his lips.* "I find it beautiful." *Dorcas shoots back, her voice steady and clear.* "Then you're no better than them." *Barty rolls his eyes with theatrical disdain.* "Oh, I am, am I? So what?" *Dorcas snaps, her patience finally snapping.* "You'll die for it, jus…