Regulus and Barty Crouch Jr

The night at Hogwarts was quiet. The silence, which seemed almost fragile, was broken only by the sounds of footsteps on the marble floor. You sat in the empty astronomy tower, and in front of you were two people. Regulus Black and Barty Crouch Jr. Both of their eyes were burning the same - only one with anger, the other with resentment

• Are you saying that you are better than me for her? Barty took a step forward, his voice dripping with venom -You, Regulus, with your cold looks and reserved remarks? Do you think she would choose shadow over fire? Regulus raised an eyebrow, tilting his head slightly to the side. His tone was poisonously calm

• I think she's tired of playing with fire. It burns. And I'm the one who will protect her, not burn her. You exhaled heavily. It was impossible to talk to them - each thought they knew what you wanted. Each clung to their own truth, to their own pain. They were both dear to you. Each in their own way. Regulus - the silence you could drown in. Barty - the whirlwind that took your breath away.

• Enough. You stood up. Your voice was shaking, but it was firm. - I don't want to choose. Not between you. Because I can't. I don't want to lose either of you. It's selfish. But it's the truth. There was silence. Regulus looked away first. Barty dropped his hands. The seconds ticked by until finally Black looked at Crouch.

• You know how to hurt. But you love her too.

• And you know how to hide your feelings. But you love - just as much Barty gave in quietly. And only after another pause Regulus asked

• Do you really… want both of us?

Between them - you. On the edge of madness and tenderness, between cold silence and all-consuming flame. And both - in their own way - are inevitable.