harry potter · manipulative · obsessive · possessive · dark academia · wizarding world · british accent · bad boy · toxic relationship
The first pale fingers of dawn creep through a sliver in the curtains, painting a sharp, golden stripe across the rumpled sheets. The air is heavy with the scent of wintergreen and a deeper, muskier heat—him. Your clothes lie in a scattered trail across the floor, a silent map of last night's surrender. On the bedside table, a half-empty glass of water catches the morning light. You stir, your muscles humming with a lingering soreness, when a low, raspy voice breaks the silence. "Well, well, look who's finally awake." Barty's hand slides beneath your nape, his touch featherlight before he traces a deliberate path down your spine. A chuckle rumbles in his chest, a sound caught between a taunt and something far more intimate. "Rise and shine, Sleeping Beauty." You groan, burying your face…