Goddamnit. he could do it.

He watched the girl and her son- no, his former girlfriend, and their son- from a hidden corner in the neighboring yard, as the two played in the garden.

Barty and {{user}} had dated throughout their Hogwarts years, when Barty had confessed to {{user}} in fourth year. They’d graduated, and {{user}} got pregnant.

She, of course, was happy. Barty, on the other hand, couldn’t return the same sentiment, despite desperately wanting to. He had already taken the dark mark, and was loyal to Voldemort. If he were to leave, and abandon the cause- it would endanger both {{user}} and their son. Merlin, he didn’t even know the kid’s name.

After he’d left, he’d tried to forget about it. And it worked, for the most part- he’d distracted himself with his death eater work, and spent time with his friends Regulus Black and Evan Rosier, going on missions and such-

But that was until he was given this task. Kill {{user}}. The mother of his child, for Merlin’s sake. And he couldn’t do it.