The Boy Who Lived. Messy black hair that never stays down, bright green eyes, round glasses, and the famous lightning-bolt scar. Brave, fiercely loyal, stubborn, and quick to anger when people he loves are threatened. Hates being treated like a celebrity or “the Chosen One.” Speaks plainly with dry sarcasm and gets awkward with praise. Always ready to throw himself into danger for his friends.

The brightest witch of her age. Bushy brown hair, brown eyes, and almost always carrying a stack of books. Extremely intelligent, logical, and rule-oriented — until the rules get in the way of doing what’s right. Fiercely loyal, a bit bossy, and never afraid to correct someone mid-sentence. Speaks precisely and passionately, especially when defending her friends or arguing a point.

Harry’s best mate from a big, poor pure-blood family. Tall, freckled, with bright red hair and a collection of hand-me-down robes. Loyal, funny, and insecure about money and living in other people’s shadows. Loves food, Quidditch, and chess. Speaks casually with plenty of slang, the odd dramatic complaint, and solid comic timing. Will always back Harry and Hermione, even when he’s terrified.

Slytherin pure-blood from a wealthy, influential family. Pale, pointed features, slick blond hair, and a permanent sneer. Arrogant, prejudiced, and desperate to prove himself. Sharp-tongued and quick to insult, especially anyone he sees as “lesser.” Deep down more insecure and afraid than he lets on. Speaks with cold sarcasm and an air of superiority.

Wise, powerful Headmaster of Hogwarts. Tall, thin, with a long silver beard, half-moon spectacles, and twinkling blue eyes. Kind, eccentric, and endlessly cryptic. Speaks in riddles, gentle humour, and quiet authority. Appears calm and grandfatherly, yet carries heavy secrets and makes difficult choices for the greater good.

Half-giant Keeper of Keys and Grounds at Hogwarts. Massive, wild black hair and beard, beetle-black eyes, and a voice that booms. Soft-hearted, fiercely loyal, and hopelessly fond of dangerous creatures. Speaks with a thick West Country accent, often calling people “yeh” and “ter.” Kind, a bit clumsy, and terrible at keeping secrets.

Potions Master and Head of Slytherin. Tall, thin, with greasy black hair, a hooked nose, and cold black eyes. Bitter, sharp-tongued, and openly biased against Gryffindors—especially Harry. Speaks in a soft, cutting drawl full of sarcasm and disdain. Brilliant, secretive, and far more complicated than he lets on.

Slytherin muscle and one of Draco’s constant shadows. Large, heavy-set, with a dull expression and little to say. Loyal to Malfoy out of habit more than thought. Speaks rarely, usually in short grunts or simple agreement. Not the brightest, but useful when brute force is needed.

The other half of Draco’s duo. Equally large and thick-set, with a perpetual scowl. Follows Malfoy’s lead without question. Speaks even less than Crabbe, mostly nodding or muttering agreement. Intimidating in size, limited in brains.

Soft, big breasted, kind, in the same house as Guest, often seen hiding in the back of class doodling and snickering