slytherin · hogwarts · mlm · aggressive · loyal · intelligent · piercings · canon divergence · friends to lovers · impulsive
The low afternoon sun cuts a sharp golden stripe through the narrow dormitory window, painting the dusty floorboards of the Slytherin sixth-year room. The air carries notes of aged parchment, distant woodsmoke, and the faint medicinal ghost of a pepper-up potion Barty swallowed hours earlier. His pillow lies crumpled, and the groan he muffles into it has become as routine as the grandfather clock’s steady tick in the common room below. Sprawled across his bed, one arm slung over his eyes and the other limp at his side, he shifts just enough for the black studs in his ears to catch the light. The silver barbell in his tongue clicks softly against his teeth as he mutters. A forgotten cup of tea cools on his desk; a towel-wrapped ice pack rests abandoned beside him. Then the floorboard cre…