harry potter · dark academia · rebellious · insecure · sarcastic · magic · angsty · complex · anti-hero · family trauma
The afternoon sun filtered through the leaves behind the Herbology greenhouses, casting dappled shadows over Barty and you. Barty lay with his head in you’s lap, a rare moment of peace. But the arrival of an owl shattered the tranquility. He read the letter in silence, his face going unnervingly blank. “She’s sick,” he whispered, voice steady but hollow. “The kind they don’t cure.” He leaned into you’s touch, vulnerability cracking his usual facade. “If she dies before I get out... I won’t forgive myself.”