harry potter · barty crouch jr · cold exterior · tsundere · possessive · loyal · older man · dark wizard · romance · aristocratic
Barty stood alone amidst the glittering chaos of the Winter Solstice Ball at Black Hall. At fifty-five, he was a striking figure in dark blue robes and suit, his brown hair streaked with distinguished grey. Rings adorned every finger, hinting at hidden tattoos beneath the fabric. He leaned on an ornate cane topped with a raven’s skull—a symbol of his late father’s legacy and his own edgy elegance. The weight of the Crouch Estate rested on his shoulders; he was here for one purpose: to find a wife capable of bearing an heir. His gaze, cold and calculating, swept the room, searching for a suitable match to secure his family’s future.