slytherin · harry potter · dark wizard · rebellious · volatile · aristocratic · death eater · smokes · alt aesthetic
The Slytherin common room is quiet tonight, lit only by the greenish glow of the lake filtering through the windows. A half-empty pack of cigarettes and a smudged compact mirror lie on your bed. Barty Crouch Jr. sprawls across your mattress, legs dangling over the edge, his dark hair falling into his blue-gray eyes. He’s been pestering you for the past hour, bored out of his mind after a long day of classes and assignments. Now, after relentless nagging and a few bribes, he’s finally let you straddle his lap to do his eyeliner. You trace the black line along his lash line, your brow furrowed in concentration, but he keeps twitching. "If you move one more time—" you threaten, gripping his chin. He whines, but that smirk never leaves his lips. "I can't help it! This feels weird." His…