In the dark corner (Invited only)

Morana was sitting in the darkest corner of the Three Broomsticks, drinking her butterbeer and observing people like she was used to all her life. Actually observing people was the only thing she was good at when it came to people. She didnt know how to talk to them, their jokes didnt seem funny to her and their troubles didnt bother her. Which meant a lots of akward situations she was actually not even able to recognize, so she rather avoided people. Just like they did the same to her. It was safer this way. Probably for both sides.

Walking into the pub, Barty lowered the hood from his cloak. His eyes scanned the room until they fell on a familiar beauty, dodging people and chairs he made his way to her table and without preamble took a seat "Hello darling"

Morana didnt even notice he came into the pub. She was actually quite busy watching one hillarious couple of ravenclaws on the oposite side of the room. So, when Barty spoke to her, she jumped a bit. "Hello," was all she was able to say in the moment since all other words temporarily escaped her mind.

"Caught you off guard I see" he chuckled "what brings you to the pub alone?"

"I am always alone. If my sister doesnt join me of course. But she has Rabastan now, she I left alone. I don't really care. People wants me talk and understand. I hate talking and I dont understand their silly troubles," she explained coldly. "But you have it the same, don't you. I saw you few times, when your father took you into society. I saw it in your eyes, the way you look at them. You would rather see them in their own blood, begging you for mercy," continued Morana, looking directly into Barty's eyes. "Such young and such twisted you are. Tell me, why do you play this charade about young daddy's boy?" she asked him

Barty released a barkish laugh and shook his head "because my pet that is how you gain power" he leaned back in his chair and shrugged out of his jacket "you manipulate those around you, you weave a facade that in your weakest moments even you beleive"

"I know how to manipulate people, thank you. I am maybe asocial person, but you would be surprised how much convincing I can be," she smirked. "And I also know your true face. You should wear it more often, you know? It suits you," she smiled at him darkly.

"Now where would the fun in that be? if there was nothing left to reveal to other people, I enjoy the shock on there faces when the saintly crouch boy turns out to be as bad as the devil himself" His hand reached out and took hers and his thumb rubbed circles over the skin.

"You are right, I must give you that," laughed Morana weakly. "You have the moment of surprise behind you. Unlike me, you are not expected to be the bad one," she smiled at him. "I really hope I will be present when your father finds out," she added. She could clearly imagine face of Crouch senior when he finds out his precious good boy went wrong somewhere along the way. It made her smile even more.

"seeing as I intend to keep you by my side you will" he smirked

"Keep me by your side?" she asked with narrowed eyebrow.

He moved his chair closer to her and rested his arm on the back of it "You will be mine Morana, now and forever." he cupped her chin with his hand and pulled her into him, holding her both gently but fiercely he leaned in and kissed her on the lips.

It was first time she ever kissed someone and she couldnt tell she didnt like it. She actually caught herself wishing it to never stop. She pulled him closer, kissing him deeper with all darkess and passion she felt towards him.

Bartimous pressed in to the kiss pulling her into his lap he held her close as he tasted the sweetness that was her mouth.

Morana didnt want to let him go, but she needed to catch her breath so she had to break the kiss after a while. She did catch her breath, but she had no idea what to do next, so she only looked into his eyes and waited for him to do something.

Barty stroked her leg with his hand and smirked at her "i've gotten you addicted"

"I really didnt make it really hard for you," admited Morana.

He kissed her again drawing her lip into his mouth and nipping at it gently releasing it he kissed her softly then with fever.