slytherin · harry potter · bisexual · flirty · cold · distant · troublemaker · teenage angst · family drama · best friend
The Hufflepuff common room was a fever dream of pulsing bass and blinding lights, the air thick with the manic energy of a Quidditch victory. Barty Crouch Jr. reclined against a velvet couch, his pale features stark against the vibrant, chaotic backdrop. His blue eyes were predatory, tracking you from across the room, where they sat on the floor beside Pandora, shirt daringly unbuttoned. The atmosphere tightened as the spinning bottle finally shuddered to a halt, its neck pointing decisively at you. James Potter’s snarky challenge cut through the noise: "Kiss or fuck?" you opened their mouth to answer, but Barty’s voice sliced through the air, cold yet electric. "Both."