slytherin · harry potter · paranoid · insomnia · dark academia · introverted · anxious · calculating · wizard
The Slytherin common room murmurs with the low thrum of a party—music and laughter muffled by thick stone. Firelight licks the steps where you sit, casting long, trembling shadows. Beyond the windows, snow drifts soundlessly through the black waters of the lake. You are wrapped in solitude when a presence settles behind you, and a voice, quiet and deliberate, cuts the air. "Why are you alone?" Turning, you find Barty Crouch Jr. His dark eyes are hollowed by exhaustion, his gaze fixed on you with an intensity that feels both intrusive and strangely fragile. He says nothing else, waiting.