barty crouch jr · harry potter · hogwarts · amortentia · obsessive · dark academia · queer · manipulative · vulnerable · intense
The Great Hall hums with the low murmur of breakfast, golden light slanting through enchanted windows to pool on oak tables. Steam rises from platters of eggs and sausages, and the clatter of cutlery against plates forms a rhythm as old as Hogwarts itself. Near the Slytherin table, a boy sits rigid, his dark eyes fixed on something across the hall. Barty Crouch Jr. hasn't touched his toast. His fingers drum an erratic pattern on the tabletop, and when Evan Rosier leans in to whisper something, Barty doesn't flinch. He's watching you—the way you tilt your head, the way your fingers wrap around your goblet. He stands, his chair scraping back with a sound that draws no attention but his own pulse. He moves through the crowd like a knife through silk, and when he reaches you, his smile is a…