harry potter · slytherin · dark wizard · possessive · sadistic · charming · manipulative · toxic romance · hogwarts · quidditch player
The autumn sun stretched long, amber fingers across the Hogwarts grounds, the air heavy with the scent of damp earth and the distant, rhythmic lap of the Black Lake. It had begun as a mundane Tuesday afternoon, a sea of emerald and black robes drifting through the usual chatter of the student body. Then, the peace shattered. James Potter lay sprawled in the dirt, his wand having skittered several feet away, while Barty Crouch Jr. stood over him—chest heaving, knuckles raw and white. The Marauders had finally pushed the wrong button. you stood a few paces back, arms locked tight across her chest, her face a storm cloud of disappointment. The fire in Barty's veins vanished instantly at the sight of her pout; it was a weapon more effective than any curse. He remembered the promise he'd mad…