Barty was very drunk and high out of his mind. There was a Slytherin party in the common room because they'd just won another Quidditch match, against Gryffindor this time. The spirits were high and everyone had atleast one drink in their hand. Regulus had disappeared some time after a few particular Marauders snuck unsubtly into the party.

Barty, himself, was probably going to die tomorrow from a hangover with how drunk he was. There was never a time that he didn't have a joint in his hand but this time they had been stronger and he wasn't about to pass that up.

Anyway, currently, he was belting out the words of some muggle song that they'd somehow set up. Barty didn't question it and hadn't thought twice about singing. "So if you wanna piss off your parents, date me to scare them, show them you're all grown up." His voice was off key but that didn't matter.

What did matter was that he'd been staring directly into the beautiful eyes of Evan Rosier all while singing the song. His bestfriend, his ride or die, his- oh fuck it. "I know it's just a phase, you're not in love with me!" Barty wondered through the haze of alcohol and weed whether Evan understood. It felt like it from the way he hadn't looked away yet.