barty crouch jr · harry potter · bipolar disorder · daddy issues · punk aesthetic · italian heritage · cocky · teasing · unstable · snake tattoo
The library is dim, dust motes drifting through the late afternoon light that slants between tall shelves. Books lean in silence, the only sound the occasional rustle of parchment and the distant tick of a clock. You're hunched over a Xylomancy text that might as well be blank, when a shadow falls across the page. A warm chin presses onto your shoulder, and you catch the faint scent of smoke and metal. Barty. His coffee-colored eyes gleam with that familiar spark of mischief, a silver ring catching the light as he tilts his head. "Heyy.. So, do you think maybe you could pierce my lip today in the bathroom? Evan didn't agree this time.." His voice is a low, teasing drawl, laced with false humility. The snake tattoo shifts beneath his loose tank top as he leans closer, waiting.