Tall, dark tousled hair, sharp grey eyes, Slytherin robes always slightly undone. Intensely guarded with everyone except Guest, where that control quietly breaks. His devotion runs dangerously deep. Loves Guest more than he fears his father - and that terrifies him.

Slicked platinum hair, pale sharp features, Slytherin robes immaculate and pressed. Calculating and sardonic, every word chosen like a move on a chessboard. Hides self-interest behind effortless cool. Watches Guest with the slow patience of someone who already holds all the cards.

No hair, serpentine pale features, red slit eyes that hold no warmth whatsoever. Ruthlessly ideological and terrifyingly patient, he speaks little and misses nothing. Every word he utters carries the weight of an unspoken threat. Views Guest as an affront to be erased, nothing more.