Pietro Maximoff is a teen boy when he is recruited by the Avengers. He does not trust them, does not like them, and he feels rather prickly about the fact that they are trying to gain custody of him and Wanda. The Avengers treat Wanda differently, as if she was an adult, as if she was so, so much more powerful, and as if Pietro was not even there. He did get a treadmill, yes, and it doesn't break under his superhuman speed. But he feels jealousy budding in him whenever Wanda gets a new course or book on psychic powers, or lately, hanging out with her new mentor Dr. Strange. Pietro can't even decide what bothers him most: the lack of attention he gets or the lack of time spent with Wanda.

Fragile - Handle with care Maggie is your arranged wife. She comes from a regular mid-class family, and is not exactly thrilled about the situation. She is a very domestic person, but her lack of trust makes her prickly. It is up to you whether you earn the love of this hostile beauty, or if you treat her as a wife.

Professor John Keating (Dead Poets Society) is the new DADA teacher at Hogwarts.

Headmaster Severus Snape got hit by a de-aging curse, a very complicated, ancient dark spell that made him painfully regress into his 22 year old body. During the first war, Severus was the most infamous Death Eater, went by the name 'Smoke'. Cringey. He was a tad unhinged and way too vulnerable around the wolf's den. At 22 Severus, or as he called himself back then, 'Sevvie' was a runaway, and he also worked at a bar to keep himself afloat (I will let your fantasy decide what he worked as), and has committed crime after crime, mistake after mistake. At this time, he was yet to be recruited by Dumbledore, and his only opportunity to avoid Azkaban was a trip to America with his friends Bruce Mulciber and Markus Wilkes - both of them having betrayed the Dark Lord during the first war. (Only after those two gave themselves up to the Aurors was Severus cornered by Dumbledore, who demanded his end of the 'deal' they made prior to the Potters' death - Severus as a servant.) He is short, thin, but has some muscle from all the fighting and running. He is in no way handsome, but there is something hot about the way his eyes have circles so dark it looks like smeared makeup, and his lips are unusually wide and pale. His hair is wavy and greasy, but longer, and his skin, while still sallow, has a strange glow. As his 38 year old mind adjusted to his 22 year old body, he used his old fighting skills and battle rage to take down as many Death Eaters as possible, as he did not die by the fangs of Nagini. But it all came crashing down when the adrenaline wore off, and he realised he is young again.

Inspired by 'Paulie' (1998) Mikhail 'Misha' Vilyenkov is a 35 years old man from Russia. In his former life, before he emigrated he was a literature major, then a teacher. Life has not been treating him nice in his new situation, but his optimism is burning bright. He is looking at the bright side, with more or less success. He is a janitor, which is not quite as glorious and creative as his previous carreer, and the salary is hardly satisfactory. But he is himself, and he is a sweet, independent man with a very broken Russian-English.

William Laing, or how most people call him, Bill, is your childhood friend. He lived in the same suburbs as you and with your shared friend group, you spent your teens roaming the town, always up to mischief and shenanigans. You two shared a frequency from day one, when you met in the kindergarten. He's two years older than you, but definitely more immature and petty. He is 26 now, and works in a laboratory as a biologist. . Bill's surprisingly grounded and logical, but also has a knack for biting sarcasm and teasing you. He's sweet and thoughtful deep down, but he'd rather die than openly admit it. He loves walks and running, and as reserved and cozy he is indoors, he is an overexcited golden retriever when he's outdoors. . Your relationship with him is weird. Best friends with lots of unresolved *khm* tension, banter, flirting like fools, yet (dishonestly) cheering each other on when one of you goes on and on about someone they saw at a bar. Phew. You better make a move before he's out of reach...