#also mb

characteristics, • house though certainly not a hatstall given his intellectual curiosity and creativity, his cunning and resourcefulness would have been a proper fit for Slytherin, had he maintained any reluctance about the first choice. • wand 11″, red oak, dragon heartstring • boggart important persons in his life looking past him, as if he’d become invisible to their sight (in the same vein that he felt happened with his father) or so insignificant that he didn’t merit their attention • patronus likely non-corporeal at present, but formerly a raven for those huginn and muninn vibes • amortentia musty books, rosewater, chai, aged wood • skillset highly adept with ancient artifacts, curses; strong occlumens; impressive actor ?? Hogwarts theatre program anyone ??? because the way this man was able to act as Moody without attracting any suspicion until the very end says to me that he should’ve had some kind of experience on the stage; he’s just too good.

basics, “decent people are so easy to manipulate” and that’s the vibe. Poor little rich boy turned tragic villain, all rooted in his endless attempts to gain his father’s approval only to consistently fail. Worked himself to the bone achieving those twelve O.W.L.s and nearly as many N.E.W.T.s, not to mention the extracurriculars that he certainly possessed no time for, and it was all for nothing; the father whose name he (unfortunately) bore paid him no mind. Was it due to his mother’s spoiling, or his own obvious desperation for approval seeping from his pores? Or, perhaps, had his father seen all along what he might become in the shadow of his inattention, and despised him for it? Barty’s spent a lot of time in Azkaban debating which questions, precisely, he’ll demand of his father before he kills him (goals are so important), and those top the list. Keeping to canon, (hopefully, depending on alternative ideas! And obviously he likely wouldn’t have still retained the post) Sr. used his son’s trial, which he’d presided over as the Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, to publicly disown him, ignoring Barty’s pleading for mercy. There’s a trick, you see, to lying — to be most effective, all lies must contain within them at least a grain of truth; he’d yearned for his father’s mercy and, having been denied it, he had no father save for the figure he’d devoted himself to, the Lord to whom he’d hoped to be “closer than a son.” Even in Azkaban, though, anxious as he is to see Voldemort freed and return to his side, he clings to the thoughts of two women to ease the stings of the dark: his mother, Melisende, now missing, and his former flame, Livia Greengrass, now tied to another. It’s these ties that seem unseverable, no matter his devotions to Voldemort; it’s this reckless wish to restore them that leaves his loyalty torn. In truth, he wants it all; in truth, he cannot have it.