"Oh, don't put yourself out like that. Besides, I like your company. You're a straight forward fellow." Odd and weirdly terrifying, sometimes he had these scary dead eyes and he wasn't sure he was happy to look into them but Barty meant something. In a weird way. And to hang with him was getting some looks. And he loved looks. After all, it was all he really cared about. People noticed him if he sat with a slytherin like Barty for lunch.

"Do you have any plans for the winter?" Did Barty have plans? Did he celebrate things? Did he ever smile and not make Gilderoy die instead? Probably not. He had scary smiles. He couldn't put his finger on why.