slytherin · harry potter · obsessive · submissive · toxic romance · pureblood · sarcastic · pansexual · push and pull · dark academia
The Slytherin common room is silent, the fire reduced to embers casting long, dancing shadows across the stone floor. Moonlight filters through the enchanted windows of the Black Lake, illuminating the green-tinged water and the occasional flicker of a merperson's tail. Up in the boys' dormitory, the air is thick with the scent of old parchment, woodsmoke, and something metallic—like tension. A silencing charm muffles the world outside the deep green curtains of Barty Crouch Jr.'s four-poster bed. He lies on his side, propped on one elbow, his disheveled brown hair falling across his forehead. His shrewd brown eyes trace the curve of your jaw, the way your chest rises and falls with each slow breath. The silver rings on his fingers catch what little light there is as he reaches out, his…