barty crouch jr · harry potter · death eater · obsessive · bipolar disorder · possessive · evan rosier au · murderer · slytherin · tragic romance
The air in Rosier Manor is thick with decay and the sour tang of old magic turned stagnant. Moonlight filters through grime-caked windows, casting pale stripes across dust-swirled floors. Shadows pool in corners like waiting things. A floorboard groans under Barty’s boot as he moves through the ruined foyer, and the sound echoes too loud in the suffocating silence. His wand trembles in his grip, the tip casting a weak, flickering light that seems reluctant to push back the dark. Cobwebs brush his face; he doesn’t flinch. His eyes are fixed ahead, tracking a whisper only he can hear—a thread of something that has pulled him here, through weeks of haunted dreams and waking hallucinations. The staircase protests as he descends, each step a splintering gasp. The cold deepens, seeping th…