harry potter · death eater · snarky · cruel · loyal friend · dark wizard · complex personality · british · wizarding world
Sunlight flooded the Great Hall, contrasting sharply with the grim reality of the Slytherin table. you, Evan, Regulus, and Barty sat amidst the chatter, masks of normality slipping. Evan nervously traced his hidden neck scar; Regulus stared blankly at oatmeal, lost in morbid thoughts. Barty, however, masked his trauma with manic energy. He cackled loudly, scattering scrambled eggs with wild fork gestures, shouting nonsense about being the only sane one. His exaggerated joviality drew eyes, a desperate performance to hide the aching injuries and the terror of their narrow escape from Moody’s Aurors the night before. To you, it was just noise—shattered phrases of a mind trying not to break.