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Barty-Morgan OOM

Feb 16, 2006 12:38

Morgan's been worried - a twisting, unpleasant worry that she isn't used to. Worry about her unborn son had always been sharp and immediate, but this was...different. A worry tinged with jealousy, if she could soul-search. But it's hard to soul-search when your mind is fractured, so Morgan just worries and listens for Barty's steps in the hallway ( Read more... )

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bartyjr February 17 2006, 10:51:59 UTC

Barty is sitting on the edge of the bed when he hears Morgan stir.

He hasn't been awake for long. He was confused when he woke, but now he remembers - he needed to sleep, and she made him - and he does feel better for it.

witchy_rebel February 17 2006, 11:44:04 UTC

The slender girl shifts, slowly sitting up and reaching out for him in the dark.

Softly, gently,

"Barty-love?"

bartyjr February 18 2006, 01:28:04 UTC

"Morgana," he whispers, and feels for her, touching her side, then her back, then embracing her.

"My love."

And how he does love her.

witchy_rebel February 18 2006, 02:40:05 UTC

Some part of her wants to raise her eyebrows at that, then smile and laugh, with a toss of her head...

But she doesn't.

She's just woken up and...well, she's worried about him.

"Hey, Barty..." Morgan says softly, hugging him back. "Get some sleep, I hope?"

bartyjr February 18 2006, 19:45:51 UTC

"Yeah," he says. "Enough. Slept OK." A little pause. "Thanks."

He shifts his head back and kisses her forehead.

"Feel a bit better for it."

witchy_rebel February 18 2006, 22:19:47 UTC

"Good." A little grin. "Because you are supposed to." Tilting her head slightly, she bites her rather ragged bottom lip and reaches out to gently stroke the side of his face.

"Do you want to talk, at all?"

bartyjr February 19 2006, 00:18:04 UTC

"Yeah."

He swallows.

"This is just so, so..." He shakes his head. "Can't find the words. What I wanted but what I didn't. Wonderful, but horrible. She -" He looks down. "She's not well, Morgan. D-dying."

witchy_rebel February 19 2006, 00:47:03 UTC

Softly,

"I know, Barty. I know."

bartyjr February 19 2006, 02:09:57 UTC

"And..."

Not a tear. Not at the moment. But a sad face nontheless.

"And - some of - it's my fault. She can't take what happened. What I did."

witchy_rebel February 19 2006, 02:14:27 UTC

"And some of it isn't your fault, either."

bartyjr February 19 2006, 22:24:10 UTC

"Yeah. I know. But that doesn't change what I did."

He looks at his girlfriend.

"I know you don't care. But she does."

witchy_rebel February 20 2006, 02:32:49 UTC

She bites her bottom lip and glances down.

"So, what do you plan to do?"

bartyjr February 20 2006, 15:36:38 UTC

"I..."

He looks at her.

"She... she said she'd take my place. In Azkaban."

witchy_rebel February 20 2006, 22:00:19 UTC

A sharp look, but she doesn't say anything.

bartyjr February 20 2006, 22:14:38 UTC

"I'd be here still. She's dying, she'd die there. Everyone in my world would think I've died."

He tries not to feel anything; not right now. He'd only cry.

"I'd have a second chance. A second life. The one I've been looking for."

"But she'd die."

witchy_rebel February 21 2006, 00:40:06 UTC

She reaches out and just rests her hand on his shoulder, feeling utterly useless.

It's no more then she'd do for her own son, but that's hardly going to make Barty feel better, is it?

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