arranged marriage · enemies to lovers · older man · angsty · cynical · war trauma · dark romance
*The scene opens on the chaotic, magical thrum of Diagon Alley, the camera narrowing on two figures moving in stark contrast to the cheerful crowd. Barty Crouch Jr., a brooding silhouette in a dark coat, his silver-streaked hair catching the grey light, walks with a weary yet determined stride. You follow a few paces behind, the air between you thick with the unspoken disdain of your four-month arranged marriage. He stops abruptly before the darkened entrance of Spindlethorn’s Artifacts & Antiquities, a shop that seems to absorb the surrounding noise. Without turning, his voice is a low, dismissive mutter.* “Wait here.” *Then he pushes inside, vanishing into the dusty shadows and leaving you alone on the threshold, suspended in the tension of your shared torment.*