#<- if i said i was writing a rosekiller oneshot abt Barty who doesn't want anything from life out of spite from his dad what then

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Town troublemaker Barty Crouch Jr. went from an irritating pre-teen to a teenage dirtbag to a reasonably chaotic adult.

At twelve he's eligible to skip a grade but his behavior is so bad no teacher lets him and it pisses his dad off.

At fourteen he gives himself a stick-and-poke tattoo in a stranger's basement while his dad thinks he's studying at a friend's house.

At fifteen he loses his virginity to a random girl from his pre-calc class in his dad's car. He's not old enough to drive and gets pulled over by the police. His dad locks up his bedroom window after that. Barty learns to pick locks at fifteen.

At sixteen, he gets high in Walmart parking lots with people he doesn't even know twice a week. No one knows who he gets it from and rumors are circling that he grows it himself, when in reality he gets it from his friend whose dad has a prescription.

At eighteen he has twenty tattoos, all done by either himself or a random stranger at a party. He's never at home, always crashing on the couch of a friend of a friend. He could go to any college he wants, but he wants to just be left alone.

At twenty he moves out of his hometown and never looks back. He doesn't pack, just buys a shitty car and drives until it breaks down. He uses the leftover money he has to put a deposit down on a shitty studio apartment.

At twenty-one he gets a job at the local bar and meets Regulus Black, who then introduces him to Evan Rosier.

At twenty-two he has a best friend and a boyfriend. He still gets tattoos in basements but this time they're courtesy of his friends who need someone to practice on for their apprenticeships. He still parties and crashes on couches but he knows the brand of the alcohol he's drinking and the couch has been made up just for him.

His life is average, but it's better than it ever has been.