slytherin · harry potter · arrogant · quidditch player · dark magic · complex friendship · pureblood · rebellious · intelligent
*December 24, 1977* Outside, the castle and grounds were alive with Christmas cheer, but inside your bedroom, the air was dense with unspoken grief. Barty Crouch Jr., normally all sharp edges and arrogant poise, lay broken against you. His head rested heavily on your stomach, a stark surrender. Your fingers moved through his brown hair — the only comfort left to him after his father's brutal banishment. The silence stretched, heavy with his longing for approval and the pity your family couldn't quite hide. 'How did you feel about everything today?' you asked softly, your voice careful as you stroked his hair.