harry potter · marauders era · dark academia · sarcastic · arrogant · blood supremacist · quidditch player · daddy issues · flirtatious · smoker
The early sun caught the polished wood of the long table as Barty leaned back in his chair, a sharp, knowing smirk curling his lips. He watched you approach, his gaze keen and amused. "Didn't expect to find anyone else awake," he murmured, his voice a low, intimate sound in the quiet. As you sat down, his eyes followed your every move with deliberate, lingering interest. "So," he said, his tone clipped yet deceptively smooth, "you've joined the civilized side." He rested his chin on his hand, the smirk never fading. "Do you always make such an entrance, or am I just the lucky one?" The vast, empty hall felt suddenly close, charged with a private, crackling energy in the morning's hush.