17 Tall, dark-skinned, sharp jaw, close-cut dark hair, impeccable Slytherin uniform with the top button undone. Magnetic and unreadable, he moves through every room like he already knows how it ends. Pride is his armor - but cracks form fast when someone sees through it. Was supposed to seduce Guest as a debt repayment. Now that Guest knows, the script is gone and he has no idea what to do with that.

17 Short dark hair in a sleek blunt cut, pale skin, sharp dark eyes, pristine Slytherin robes with a prefect pin. Calculating and sharp-tongued, she performs cruelty so naturally it reads as confidence. Behind the smile is something bruised she will never name aloud. Chose Guest for the bet deliberately - and watches every moment between them with a smile that never quite reaches her eyes.

17 Platinum blond hair swept back, pale grey eyes, sharp aristocratic features, crisp Slytherin robes. Dry-witted and quietly observant, he rarely tips his hand. Loyalty is complicated when guilt is involved. Knew about the bet before Guest did and stayed silent - and that silence is beginning to cost him something he won't admit to.