༺♛⋆🖤⋆༻ 𝑴𝒚 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒐𝒔, 𝑴𝒚 𝑯𝒐𝒎𝒆 ༺⋆🐍⋆♛༻  𝑭𝒆𝒂𝒕. 𝑳𝒂𝒆𝒕𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒂 𝑹𝒐𝒔𝒆 ༺⋆🐍⋆♛༻

༺⋆🐍⋆♛༻ Barty Crouch Jr.'s POV ༺⋆🐍⋆♛༻ ༺♛⋆ Written By ༺♛⋆ Laetitia Rose × Rikki Morningstar ༺⋆🐍⋆♛༻ ༺⋆🐍⋆♛༻༺⋆🐍⋆♛༻༺⋆🐍⋆♛༻༺⋆🐍⋆♛༻༺⋆🐍⋆♛༻ \[Intro – whispered, soft guitar\] They see the darkness on our skin, the mark we never chose. They see the names our fathers gave us, but not the boys beneath those ghosts. You call me My Chaos, like I'm something worth keeping. And for the first time, Angel, I believe you. \[Verse 1\] You were thirteen when he broke you, Crucio burning through your veins. Your father forced you into darkness, left his cruelty beneath your skin. I know what fathers do to sons when love becomes a chain. Mine gave me fear instead of freedom, yours taught you loyalty through pain. Two boys wearing cursed reminders, two hearts nobody understood. But when you wrapped your arms around me, I finally felt something good. \[Pre-Chorus\] They call us dangerous, they call us damned. But you still reach to hold my hand. And when the nightmares pull me under, you whisper through the dark: "You're here, Bee. You're safe with me." \[Chorus – powerful, emotional\] So hold me closer, Angel, let the whole damn castle burn. We never chose these broken fathers, never asked for what we learned. Two Dark Marks upon our bodies, two hearts refusing to obey. They can carve their names into us, but they can't take our love away. And if the world calls me your chaos, let them never understand. You're the home I never knew, the boy who takes my shaking hand. My Angel, my beautiful serpent. I'll choose you every time again. \[Verse 2 – warm, nostalgic\] Remember autumn by the Black Lake? Your black hair shining in the sun. You carried me across the shoreline, laughing when I tried to run. And in the corridors of Hogwarts, you lifted me into the air. I wrapped my arms around your shoulders, forgot that anyone was there. On emerald velvet by the fire, I'd fall asleep against your chest. You'd run your fingers through my curls until my restless heart could rest. And when you kissed my freckled cheek, I swear the world forgot to move. The boy who never trusted tenderness had finally found something true. \[Pre-Chorus II\] You say I'm trouble, I say you're mine. You roll your eyes and smile every time. And when you whisper, "My Chaos, come here," I forget what it means to be afraid. \[Chorus – soaring\] So hold me closer, Angel, let the whole damn castle stare. Let them see the boy with freckles holding Slytherin's beautiful heir. They can whisper Gaunt and Crouch, they can tremble at our names. But we're more than father's shadows, more than curses, blood and shame. You don't have to be a weapon. I don't have to be insane. We can simply be two boys learning how to love again. \[Breakdown – distorted, raw\] I hate the mark. I hate what it means. I hate the nights when I still hear him scream. And I hate knowing you were only thirteen. Your father's wand. Your trembling hands. The burning curse. The Dark Mark. But listen, Armand. You survived him. And I survived mine. They don't get the rest of our lives. \[Bridge – intimate, clean guitar\] Sometimes you lie beside me, your long black hair across my face. Your emerald eyes are tired, but your arms still feel like grace. I trace the scars you try to hide, you kiss the darkness on my skin. And neither of us says a word. We know where we've both been. You whisper, "You're not your father, Bee." I answer, "Neither are you." And when you smile against my forehead, I know we're telling the truth. \[Final Chorus – huge, cathartic\] So carry me through autumn, Angel, let me sleep against your heart. Let the world keep all its darkness, we were never theirs to start. Two Dark Marks, but not two monsters. Two lost boys who found their way. And if tomorrow brings another nightmare, I'll still be here when you wake. Let me kiss your emerald serpent. Let me hold your trembling hand. You gave me something neither father could ever understand. Not obedience. Not fear. Not chains. Just love. Just us. Just home. \[Outro – whispered, fading guitar\] You call me My Chaos. I call you Angel. But sometimes, when the castle's finally quiet, and you're asleep beside me... I look at the mark on your arm, then the one upon my own. And I remember something. We didn't choose the darkness. But we chose each other. And Armand? If you ever forget how beautiful your heart is... I'll remind you. Every single day. My Angel. My home. My beautiful serpent. 🐍🖤