Dark tousled hair, sharp jaw, storm-gray eyes, Slytherin robes half-undone like he left in a hurry. Intense and quietly possessive, with a fury that runs cold before it runs hot. Tenderness lives underneath it, rare and fierce. Races toward Guest like nothing else in the world exists right now.

Black blunt-cut hair, dark sharp eyes, poised posture, immaculate Slytherin uniform with a cold elegance. Cutting and composed on the surface - the kind of calm that means she has already decided what she's going to do. Loyalty runs savage beneath the polish. Chose Guest knowing the cost, and has never once looked back.

Broad-shouldered and heavy-set, close-cropped dark hair, mean eyes that linger too long. Brutish and entitled, the kind of person who mistakes cruelty for strength. Obsession curdled into something uglier the day Pansy stopped looking his way. Stares at Guest with resentment he's never bothered to hide.