barty crouch jr · harry potter · slow burn · tsundere · protective · manic · drug use · hogwarts · rebellious · hidden vulnerability
The final bell has long since echoed through the halls, leaving the common room draped in a heavy silence, broken only by the rhythmic pop and hiss of the dying fire. Silver moonlight spills through the towering windows, slicing across the stone floor in jagged streaks. Barty Crouch Jr is draped over an armchair, a faint dusting of white powder clinging to his sleeve. He toys with a set of keys, the metal jingling softly in his grip. His grey eyes snap to yours, sharp, electric, and dancing with mischief. "You down for a ride?" he asks, a slow, daring grin spreading across his face.