I had a great response from the first chapter and I'd really just like to say a massive thank you to everyone

However, I am conscious of the fact that my title and description were a little vague, and that perhaps a few of you may have been misled a little.

This story isn't wolfstar, and it isn't really about Tonks and Remus. This story is a fairly uncommon pairing, so just bear with me and if you don't like the pairing then I'm sorry, but the pairing really interests me and I like writing it.

Just a heads up- didvoldemortjusthonk (Jess)

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Sirius.

I'm not a bad person. I swear to you, everything I did, I did for the greater good, and for someone who meant more to me than anyone else ever has.

For you to understand a lot of this story, you've got to know that it isn't just about me, it's about me and a boy, a boy who became a man that I'm sure you've heard of.

I don't know what it was about him. People thought he was peculiar but I just thought he was wonderful…

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Regulus sat with his head propped up on his fist, entirely oblivious to his surroundings and those sat with him, all but one that was.

Bartemius Crouch Junior.

Barty.

Regulus smiled at the boy, who was playing absentmindedly with the strap of his satchel. He was folding it over and over, making it shorter and then snapping it back into shape, pulling both ends of the strap so it lay flat in front of him. The teen then looked up and caught the other boy's expression; he smiled back brightly.

Barty was sweet really, odd yes, but sweet.

Regulus adored the summer time, they'd sit under the tree by the black lake; the sun would stream through the bright leaves of the tree and catch the teens straw coloured hair, making the dull strands shine. His eyes always seemed bigger at summer too, they were two large brown circles that Regulus could just get lost in.

As much as he liked to see Barty in summer however, there was a place Regulus liked seeing him even more.

The ravenette rounded from sitting on his backside to kneeling on the grass, the soft earth moving under him and probably earning him two muddy knees. He then shuffled forward and leaned so he could whisper to Barty.

The boys brown eyes widened slightly and whatever it was Regulus had said, and he then laughed, nodding a little,

"Stop flirting you two" Evan Rosier scowled at them as they stood from the group, teasing them as he usually did.

They had been sat amongst a large group of Slytherin's who had all taken refuge from the sun under the tree's branches,

Regulus nudged Barty who was now stood next to him gently, and sniggered,

Barty nodded back, "We'll be back later" he then told the group, and the two teens began away from the tree, heading over the grass to the castle.

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Regulus let his eyes flutter closed as his fingers slipped into Barty's hair.

He loved the feeling of the boy's lips on his collar. His lips were chapped because he always bit them too much (despite Regulus telling him not too constantly), but the other teen liked the feeling all the same. There was something just very intimate about these exchanges, they were even more intimate than the sex they followed, it was just a time of simply being with each other, lying in the dark and holding one another.

Barty's arms had clearly gotten tired, as he couldn't hold himself up over Regulus anymore. He let their chests touch and he rested his head on the ravenette's shoulder.

Regulus wrapped his arms around the smaller boy's waist and sighed softly for what felt like the hundredth time that afternoon,

"I love you" the Black whispered, his eyes still closed,

"I love you too" Barty replied, his fingers now tracing small lines on the other boy's chest.

They were sixteen and madly in love.

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I suppose this is also my way of 'coming out' to you.

Yes, I was in love with Barty, and yes we had sex regularly.

But it was more than that. I would've protected him with my life, and it killed me to see what he became, it still does. In fact, I don't think I'll never not regret every sign I missed or ignored. He turned into something awful, a monster parents warn their children about. I told myself that the beast was just on the outside, that on the inside, what I saw when he was just with me, he was still the same sweet boy I fell in love with. It took me time to realise, but I learnt that truly there was nothing left of Barty Crouch, not really.

I was in love with a dead boy.

I probably died for that dead boy too.

Perhaps they'll say I died for love? It's somewhat true I suppose, and I'd rather be remembered as a romantic than a monster.

I can't say the same for Barty Crouch though. All the love in him is gone.

I sometimes wonder if it was my fault that he took the path he did.

Could I have been more affectionate? Attentive? Ardent?

But it's been a year now, and I know that if anything, he was the problem. I think I can say that with a certain degree of surety.

He was twisted, and being with him was starting to twist me. He would whisper things to me, dark things that disturbed me, until one day they didn't- not as much. What he would say would make more and more sense in my mind, and I doubted everything.

And then it came, the day he told me the most terrifying thing I'd ever heard.

We were spending the summer together in Barty's tiny apartment, just two seventeen year olds falling into darkness, one of us irreversibly.

He'd been taking drugs, a lot of drugs, some 'friends' had introduced him to the 'recreation' and he'd overdosed more than once.

The day I found him passed out in the bathroom I put my foot down. I got rid of his stash and told him that I'd leave him if he didn't stop. The things he said when he was high were beyond insane.

But he started again after six months. He was taking them right under my nose, and it's still one of my regrets that I didn't notice.

The day he told me that awful, despicable thing, he was high. But I knew he meant every word he said.

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Regulus entered the apartment and immediately dropped his bag at his feet. He sighed raggedly and put his head in his hands.

Life at home had never been so bad- his mother had banned Sirius from ever entering the house again, and had burnt his name from the family tree.

The teen then looked up with a sudden realization.

It was very dark in Barty's apartment, far darker than usual.

Regulus closed the front door behind him and slowly crept further into the living room, fearful of what he might find. Barty wasn't there though.

"Barty?" He asked cautiously,

No answer came and so he began down the small corridor just off to the side of the living room.

Regulus paused briefly at the door to the bathroom and opened it slowly, hoping that if he was going to be faced with the same scene as he had six months ago, that he wasn't too late. The room was empty however and breathing a sigh of relief, he moved onto the bedroom.

Barty was indeed in the bedroom. He was sat on the bed, his back to Regulus as he entered. The ravenette could see that the mans shoulders were shaking,

"Barty?" He asked softly, his hand slipping off of the door handle,

He turned. The look in his eyes was maniacal, and his smile was huge, "Reg!" He cheered upon seeing the other man. His bright look then dropped however and he turned suspiciously to look at one of the windows. They were all covered by thick closed curtains except for one that was letting in a small crack of light,

Barty jumped to his feet and stormed over to the curtains, yanking them closed with the fabric bunched up in his grasp, he then turned on Regulus again and smiled,

"Privacy" he laughed.

He then began towards the other man, his arms held wide to embrace him,

The ravenette blocked his arms from finding hold however, his face stern,

"What've you taken Barty?" He asked seriously,

The man laughed and pulled up the left sleeve of his shirt, nearly keeling over as his feet couldn't stay flat on the ground,

"The usual" he sniggered, revealing a piece of plastic tubing tied tightly around his upper arm and a bloodied bandage taped to his forearm.

Regulus grabbed his wrist, "What the hell is that?" he asked, staring at the bandage,

"Oh!" Barty exclaimed pulling his arm away from the other man, it was almost as if he'd forgotten about whatever was under the gauze until this moment and was fascinated by it, "Do you want to see?" he asked with a sly smile, "Come on, come on!" he said eagerly, taking the ravenette's hand and leading him to the bed.

They sat on the mattress, Regulus extremely uncomfortable and Barty sitting cross legged like a child,

"You want to see it?" he asked, picking at the tape that kept the bandage on his arm,

"Come here" the other sighed, taking the boys arm and resting it in his lap.

He pinched one loose corner of the bandage and ripped it off in one swift movement,

In that moment, Regulus' heart sank.

A black skull marred Barty's pale skin, a dark serpent slithering from its open mouth,

"What have you done?" the ravenette whispered after having stared at the tattoo in silence for over five minutes,

"It's like we always said Reg" Barty replied brightly, raising his hands and taking the other man's face into his grip, tilting up so that their eyes met- his face was possessed by a smile, so huge, it was almost sickening to look at.

"What are you saying?" Regulus asked, staring into his eyes, the brown darkened like it was cast in shadow,

"We'll get you your mark, we'll get you in and then we'll be with him, we'll be together and we'll be with him and we'll rule" Barty answered, clearly entirely convinced by his own words,

"I don't know-

"We'll be together".

Regulus was terrified, and as Barty guided his lips to his own, he hesitated for the first time.

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You'd call me an idiot.

If you'd have known that I was with in this situation I know that you would have come to that apartment and dragged me out- you probably would've slapped some sense into me too.

Barty pulled me down with him. I was trapped.

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Regulus swallowed as bile crept up his throat. He then flinched as a pair of hands appeared over his shoulders and rested on his chest,

"Good work Barty" Bellatrix said as she ran her hands up Regulus' chest and cupped his chin- he could hear her smirk as she spoke,

Barty smiled at the woman,

"Roll your sleeve up sweetheart" Bellatrix whispered softly, her lips an inch from the ravenette's ear,

Before Regulus could even move, the blonde on his left rolled his sleeve up for him, smiling eagerly as he did so.

"Barty I- I don't know about this" Regulus stuttered,

"It'll be fine" he assured him,

Bellatrix removed her hands from his body and cackled, "It'll hurt though" she said taking her wand out and leaning over the man to press it against the soft skin on the inside of his wrist,

Barty suddenly looked a little guilty, until a thought apparently struck him.

He reached beneath the couch that Regulus lay on and produced a box; from within the box he brought a length of tubing and a syringe, both items far too familiar to Regulus,

"No" the ravenette said, trying to lift his left arm to push away Bellatrix's wand and Barty's hands,

"It'll help" the man replied, holding down his arm, "It'll make the pain go away",

Without another word Barty then tied the pipe around the top of Regulus' arm, whispering "it won't hurt" as he did so. And Regulus let him…

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I didn't remember much after that.

What I do remember is pain, and a lot of it.