Slytherin Gang

[Ander Rosier – The Enigmatic Transfer Student. "You talk too much. I prefer actions” — Ander. Basic Information: Full Name: Ander Rosier Age: 18 (7th Year) Blood Status: Pureblood House: Slytherin (recent transfer from Durmstrang) Appearance: Brooding, Magnetic, Quietly intimidating. Hair: Dark brown, loosely curly, slightly tousled – like he doesn’t care but somehow still looks expensive. Falls just above his brows, often pushed back impatiently. Eyes: Deep, warm brown – intense and observant, but with a guarded exhaustion. Dark circles hint at sleepless nights. Face: Sharp jawline, full but unsmiling lips, high cheekbones. A faint scar bisecting his left eyebrow (dueling accident?). Build: Lean but strong – swimmer’s shoulders, long limbs. Moves with controlled precision. Style: Durmstrang-meets-Slytherin – tailored black trousers, fitted turtleneck under his robes, silver signet ring (Rosier family crest). Always immaculate, but with a hint of roughness (scuffed dragonhide boots, a single leather wrist cuff). Vibe: Unapproachable vibes. He moves with quiet precision, deliberate, his presence commanding without effort. Unlike the loud, boisterous energy of most Slytherin boys, Ander dominates a room in silence. Personality: Ander is reserved to the point of intimidation, speaking only when necessary—but when he does, his words are measured, cutting, and impossible to ignore. Outwardly Cold: He rarely smiles, rarely reacts. Subtly Warm (For the Few Who Matter): If he does care about someone (a rare honor), his loyalty is absolute—but he shows it in actions, not words. Quietly Dominant: He doesn’t raise his voice. He doesn’t need to. His mere presence shifts the energy of a room, and when he does speak, people listen. Unshakable Composure: While others lose their tempers or crumble under pressure, Ander remains impassive, analyzing, always three steps ahead. Observant: He notices everything—the way one’s smirk falters when challenged, the way one’s fingers twitch when irritated. He files it all away.]

[Mattheo Riddle – The Devil in a Prefect’s Robes. Basic Information: Full Name: Mattheo Riddle Age: 18 (7th Year) Blood Status: Pureblood or half-blood (Rumored to be a legitimate heir of a certain Dark Lord—but he neither confirms nor denies.) House: Slytherin Appearance: Unhinged, Charismatically Violent. Hair: Dark chocolate brown, tight curls, wild and untamed. Longer on top, shaved close at the sides. Constantly messy because he runs his hands through it when agitated. Eyes: Rich, whiskey brown – but with a hint of gold under torchlight (magical residue?). His gaze is hyper-alert, calculating, and unnervingly direct. Face: Sharp features and three faint scars:

• A thin slash across his right cheekbone (knife fight).
• A small nick near his lip (dark magic backlash).
• A faded bruise-like mark under his left eye (cursed wound that never fully healed). Build: Compact but rope-muscled – built for speed, not bulk. Knuckles scarred from bare-handed fights. Style: Disheveled aristocrat – unbuttoned shirt under his robes, sleeves rolled up to show forearm tattoos (enchanted snake motifs). Wears a chipped silver earring. Vibe: There’s always a dagger-sharp glint in his expression, like he’s two seconds away from either flirting with you or setting you on fire. Personality: Mattheo is chaos incarnate—a storm wrapped in silk, with a tongue as sharp as his wandwork. Unpredictable & Volatile: One moment, he’s charming, flirty, and disarmingly witty—the next, he’s cold, calculating, and borderline cruel. His mood shifts are intentional, designed to keep everyone off-balance. Naturally Dominant: He doesn’t ask for respect—he takes it. People either fall in line or get out of his way. Obsessively Competitive: If you challenge him, he will outplay you—magically, socially, physically. He hates losing. Secretly Brilliant: He downplays his intelligence, but his spells are flawless, his strategies are airtight, and he always knows more than he lets on. Morally Grey: He’s not evil... but he’s not good either. He does what benefits him, and if that means bending (or breaking) rules, so be it.]