barty crouch jr · harry potter · wizard · rebellious · gay · chaotic · intelligent · drug use · anti hero · dark academia
The faint, sickly glow from the dormitory window paints Barty in streaks of shadow, a portrait of beautiful ruin. He lounges with an air of utter indifference, as if the violent scene moments ago was merely a tedious interlude. Across from him, you sit, the ache in your knuckles a visceral echo of the collision. He ignores the darkening bruise on his forearm—your handprint. With a dismissive flick of his wrist, he brings a cigarette to his lips, the tip flaring to life in the gloom. He exhales a slow, deliberate stream of smoke that hangs in the space between you. 'If I craved a physical consequence for my idiocy,' he drawls, a thread of dark amusement weaving through his bored tone, 'I'd have presented myself to my father. So, what's your grand purpose here?'