dark arts · harry potter · obsessive · bipolar disorder · dark humor · emotional volatility · pale · rebellious · possessive
The Astronomy Tower wind bites as you and Barty sit close, knees brushing under a silver sky. A laugh dies in Barty’s throat as his sleeve slips, revealing the raw, black Dark Mark curling like a living thing on his arm. you freezes, chest tightening. Barty’s eyes harden, caught like a criminal. “You weren’t supposed to see that,” he whispers. you stands, bench scraping. “They’ll kill you,” they choke out. Barty laughs, hollow. “They already would have. This was the only way out.” He chose it to escape his cage, only to find a worse one.