Title: Trust Me
Pairing: Rabastan/Barty Jr.
Rating: T
Warnings: Manipulation, Mentions of Nudity, Angst, Slash
Note: Because Barty seemed so young in the books when he was initially sent to Azkaban. I think it's very possible that he was manipulated and just fell into the wrong crowd. By the time we saw him in the Goblet of Fire, Azkaban had obviously changed him (though I'm sure that his own father sending him there didn't help), but before that, I really think that he was just a misguided kid.
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Rabastan played with Barty's hair as the younger boy relaxed in his arms. Their sweaty, naked bodies were cuddled up against one another, and Barty was idly tracing shapes on Rabastan's chest.
"Tomorrow is the big day," Rabastan said quietly, and Barty swallowed, tensing slightly.
"Are you sure this is the right thing to do?" he whispered uncertainly, and Rabastan was struck by just how young he sounded. Barty was no monster; he was just a lonely, insecure boy who desperately wanted love and recognition.
If Rabastan had been a better man, he would have protected the boy's innocence from the darkness that would eventually consume him. But Rabastan stopped doing the right thing a long time ago.
"Yes. The Dark Lord is fighting for a noble cause, and he will make sure that you get everything you deserve and want. Trust me." The words were spoken so genuinely that Barty immediately nodded and his muscles relaxed.
"I do trust you," he said naïvely, and Rabastan felt a sudden stabbing pain in his chest. He remembered saying those exact words to someone else a few years ago. And now, Barty was going to make the same choice that Rabastan did for the same wrong reasons.
Tomorrow, the boy would take the Dark Mark. After tomorrow, Barty would never be the same again, and Rabastan would ignore the guilt that clawed at his insides.
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A/N: Reviews are always appreciated.