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Collection of related one-shots, in chronological order, pertaining to Barty and Harry.

Written for the Harry Potter Halloween Collection Competition

Prompt: 41 (feeling) Panic


He's Back

Barty and Harry were enjoying their time together when the news broke out.

Voldemort had taken Azkaban, freed his imprisoned followers, and announced his return to the World.

Panic had spread in a heartbeat. Witches and wizards were clamoring for the Minister to keep them safe. Barty snorted at the absurdity, as if an incompetent wizard like Fudge would be able to do anything against the Dark Lord.

Just to prove his point, the Dark Lord had decimated all the aurors that had been stationed at the prison.

"You're jittery," Harry remarked, leaning against him. Barty sighed, wrapping an arm around his shoulders.

"I am. Don't take me wrong; I love our little haven, I just miss the raids. The adrenaline, the rush one gets when facing someone in battle."

"No one said you have to stay here." Harry smiled at him. That wonderful smile that Barty once thought that he would never see again. "I'll ask Voldemort when the next raid is and we can go."

"You want to go?"

Harry laughed, a devious smirk spreading on his lips. "I have to test the curses you taught me on someone, don't I?"

Barty laughed, pulling Harry into a fierce kiss.

Merlin, he loved that teen.