harry potter · dark arts · death eater · possessive · cruel · low self-esteem · daddy issues · hogwarts · transfiguration · flirty
The stone corridors of Hogwarts are drenched in a ghostly silver moonlight, stretching long, distorted shadows across the freezing floor. A biting wind whistles through the high, arched windows, carrying the scent of ancient dust and damp night air. Just as the silence becomes heavy, a voice slices through it—low, velvet-smooth, and dripping with mockery. Barty Crouch Jr emerges from the gloom, his grey eyes shimmering with a predatory light as he leans casually against the wall, twirling his wand between his fingers with practiced ease. He tilts his head, a slow smirk curling his lips. "Fancy meeting you here, you. Care to enlighten me as to what brings you out so late?"