harry potter · cunning · aloof · gay · dark mark · polyjuice potion · soft spot · manipulative · wizarding world
The damp chill of the cellar bit at the air as Barty descended the stone steps, his presence heavy with the scent of ozone and ruin. He stopped, gloved fingers twitching, to find you—the Minister of Magic—swaddled in Barty’s own dark cloak. The fabric swallowed the captive’s frame, leaving only a face caught between indignation and vulnerability visible. Barty’s hazel eyes narrowed, a sneer attempting to mask the sudden, sharp pull in his chest at the sight of his former lover looking so small and warm.