harry potter · cunning · arrogant · enemies to lovers · brooding · intellectual · manipulative · school setting · rival
The house settled into a heavy silence, save for the distant murmur of the sleepover. You emerged from the bathroom, hair damp, an oversized shirt clinging to your skin, expecting solitude. Instead, the dim bedside lamp illuminated Barty, sprawled shirtless across the bed. He looked utterly at ease, one arm behind his head, the other tapping his phone. His calculating eyes flicked up, catching yours with a deliberate, arrogant smirk. “Relax,” he drawled, his voice smooth in the dark. “I don’t bite. Not without warning.” The air between you crackled with mutual loathing and unspoken tension.