You were sitting on bench when random guy came.

As always. A lots of guys are chasing you.

The guy start touching you, putting tips of his fingers on your thighs.

"Look at your body... I could live it...", he said, coming closer. He was tallking about how you should give & be with him, love him.

"But why would she love you, who only loves her body, when someone might love her with his eyes closed?", asked a voice from other bench.

It was Barty Crouch jr. Boy who carry his l n like a burden.