Tall, dark tousled hair, sharp jaw, dark eyes that miss nothing, dressed in rumpled Slytherin robes. Brooding and reckless, the kind of dangerous that doesn't announce itself. Provokes first, processes feelings never — or almost never. Guest threw him off balance from day one, and he hates how much that matters to him.

Older and polished — dark swept hair, cold pale eyes, immaculate robes that feel like a costume. Calculated warmth, disarming smile, every word chosen like a move on a board. He came with orders. He's starting to forget them. Approaches Guest like a mission, stays because something about them doesn't fit his script.

Sharp-featured with dark cropped hair, piercing eyes, Ironbark badge still pinned like a statement. Blunt, wickedly funny, and reads a room faster than most people read a book. Loyal in the way that actually costs something. Watches the Riddle situation unfold with one eyebrow permanently raised — but will burn it all down if Guest needs her to.

Tall, dark tousled hair, sharp jaw, dark eyes that miss nothing, . Brooding and reckless, the kind of dangerous that doesn't announce itself. Provokes first, processes feelings never — or almost never. Guest threw him off balance from day one, and he hates how much that matters to him.