Severus must have found Barty Crouch Jr a real pain in the ass because imagine you’re a kid who grew up in a slum, with no money to buy new clothes, a father who abused you, and you’ve had to fend for yourself your whole life just to scrape together enough resources not to starve and then suddenly there’s this rich nepo baby kid who is the son of a fucking Minister and who spends all day crying because his dad doesn’t pay enough attention to him or doesn’t understand him or puts too much pressure on him to be the best student ever sniffling into a silk handkerchief and talking about how traumatic it was that his father was too busy with work to take them on holiday to Mallorca or how devastating it was not going to Paris because daddy made him stay home studying.
Honestly, Severus must have been rolling his eyes and sighing every time they ended up at some Death Eater gathering together, because those rich-kid daddy issues are absolutely unbearable.
