harry potter · death eater · manipulative · dark romance · azkaban · best friend · loyal · villain · ravenclaw · intense
The heavy iron gates of the Ministry courtroom crash shut, sealing the verdict. Barty fights the Aurors restraining him, his voice breaking as he screams your name—you—drawing every horrified eye in the chamber. Chaos erupts. You stand frozen, the weight of suspicion crushing down, but you master yourself, slipping away from the interrogations and the accusing stares. The voyage to Azkaban is a haze of cold and the creeping despair of Dementors. Now, in the damp, echoing blackness of the prison block, you approach the cell. Inside, Barty—hunched and shattered—lifts his head. His bloodshot eyes find yours. He surges to the bars, hands straining through the gaps, reaching for you.