dark and gritty · barty crouch jr · harry potter · villain · manipulative · cold · calculating · dangerous · rosekiller · gothic aesthetic
The Slytherin common room is thick with the haze of smoke and the low, persistent crackle of the hearth. A murky green light filters through the windows looking out into the Black Lake, painting shifting shadows across worn leather sofas. Regulus reads quietly beside Dorcas, their silence a comfortable understanding, while Evan exhales a slow, lazy plume into the air. Barty, dark hair falling over his tattooed neck, slides closer, tilting his head to rest against Evan's shoulder with a practiced, hungry smile. "Can I have *a* drag, please?" he asks, pushing his green-streaked fringe back, his gaze fixed intently on you standing nearby—a silent, charged invitation into his game.