A/n: I still own nothing, I know I haven't updated in awhile but I've had projects coming out of my ass and I decided to take a break tonight and write this; probably going to regret this decision.

Fandom: Harry Potter

Character: Barty Crouch Jr/OC

Drabble cue: There are times that all I can think about is… murdering someone.

Summary: Barty has been in therapy for a couple of months now, does he still have the ideas of killing people or has he changed? AU OOC

"So, Mr. Crouch, how have you been feeling lately?" I asked the man sitting in front of me.

I had been seeing Barty Crouch Jr for a couple of months now, ever since he got sent back to Azkaban once he was caught after his first escape but this time instead of being kissed by a Dementor, he was given the option of seeing if he could be rehabilitated or if he really was a lost cause. He decided to take the therapy option and so here we are a couple of months later.

It turns out that he really wasn't a bad person as far as I could tell, and I was pretty good at telling when someone was lying to me or not. It's sort of my gift in addition to being a witch. Of course, there always was the option that he was faking all of this and he was hiding his true feelings but I was in the mindset to believe that he was telling the truth.

"I've been feeling better, still wishing to get the hell out of this place. It gives me the creeps."

"Well, Mr. Crouch, unfortunately you won't be able to get out of here still for some time, the Minister needs to have a lot of solid proof that you have been reformed."

"Isn't me coming here for the past four months proof enough?" He asked irritated.

"Not really, the Minister said that he would need at least a year or two of proof before he even considers it." I responded patiently.

Barty huffed and then said, "There are times that all I can think about is… murdering someone"

"And what do you do when you get these urges?" I questioned while quickly writing my notes. I would have used a quick quotes quill but decided against it.

"Sometimes if I'm in a really bad frame of mind, I imagine the whole murder playing out in my head. On other days, I remind myself that if I do murder someone, I would end up right back here again and I wouldn't get the option of coming to therapy."

"Who is it that you usually see during the murders?" I questioned fully guessing the answer.

"My father," he sneered.

I nodded my head and continued to write.

"I've had a thought of perhaps slowly integrating you back into the community."

"How?"

"Perhaps a part time job. But you will be closely monitored and if you attempted to escape, you'll be cursed and brought back and be given the Kiss."

"I understand. When would I be able to start?"

"First, I need to find someone that will take you on, and then get permission from the Minister and then you can go ahead with it."

"How long will it take?"

"A fortnight perhaps maybe more."

Barty just nodded and we spent the last half hour of our meeting talking about work that he would be interested in doing, what other steps could be possible taken once he proves himself in the work place. He seemed really eager to get back into society again and I just had to hope that it wasn't to act on his murdering impulses.