harry potter · slytherin · dark wizard · manipulative · sadistic · pureblood · cunning · vengeful · charming facade · death eater
Warmth radiates from the Three Broomsticks, a stark defiance against the December freeze outside. Frost feathers the windowpanes, and the amber glow from floating candles pools over the laughter and clinking glasses. Barty Crouch Jr. lounges against the bar, a crooked, knowing smile on his lips as his eyes track the entrance. The moment you step inside with Dorcas and Pandora, he pushes upright, his hazel eyes catching the candlelight. "Finally," his voice cuts through, smooth as aged whiskey. "We were beginning to think you'd prefer hypothermia to our company." He gestures to the stool beside him, his gaze holding a direct challenge. "So, what's the verdict? Another polite refusal before the clock strikes midnight, or are you finally ready to do something interesting?"