Isaac a regardé son cousin à Chandler, craquant un sourire. -- entendez-vous les mensonges d'un serpent, cher frère?
Chandler avait presque calmé et maudit la personne qui a osé le toucher comme ça mais détendu quand il a vu qui c'était. Il a roulé les yeux alors qu'il était serré autour des épaules et a jeté un coup d'œil sur Isaac qui semblait dire 'Elle vous bloque'. Il a ensuite entendu son frère parler et Chandler s'est dit qu'il ferait aussi bien de faire la conversation, même s'il détestait ça. "Je l'entends bien, des murmures fous et tout."
Parmi la foule lâche d'étudiants se mouillant autour du terrain, dans la direction générale du château, Evangelina di Diavolo a émergé. Isaac avait l'encre vague que la fille était liée à lui, mais il n'était pas sûr de quelle façon. Pas très près, en tout cas. C'était une jeune fille rugueuse et tumultueuse, et Isaac aimait ça à son sujet, Chandler, pour sa part, venait de finir d'épingler quelques-uns des nouveaux arrivants qui étaient venus de la voiture et ensuite de tourner son corps pour voir Evangelina. Il a légèrement incliné la tête et ses yeux ont pris dans sa position, sa voix, et où ses yeux sont allés pendant la conversation. Il était à un endroit dans l'arbre généalogique lié à cette fille et alors que certaines personnes prendraient cela pour signifier qu'ils pourraient leur faire confiance, Chandler savait mieux et savait parfois que vous deviez garder la famille sur une laisse encore plus serrée que des amis frais.
"Ciao, Isaac! Pourquoi as-tu amené ton épée à l'école avec toi?" Elle a demandé, amusée, "Tu vas te battre avec quelqu'un? J'aurais dû apporter mon propre sabre - nous aurions pu payer sur les tables de la maison pour le divertissement du directeur."

À la mention de l'épée, Chandler se sourit et écouta son jumeau parler. Il ne portait pas d'arme sur sa hanche et était l'un des seuls garçons de la foule qui n'avait pas en termes de sang pur. Personnellement, il ne pensait pas qu'il en avait besoin, sa maîtrise de la magie et son talent pour les combats lui donnaient toute la protection dont il avait besoin avec la baguette. Non que personne ne le savait, ils l'ont vu comme un ver à livres tranquille qui a fait du bien en théorie ne pas pratiquer. Il se demandait si c'était l'année qu'il leur montrait tous, et si c'était le cas, ce que cela signifierait pour lui et son frère.
Isaac lui a donné un sourire différent de celui qu'il avait pour son jumeau. -- Eh bien, Eva, parfois on choisit un combat, et parfois le combat te choisit.
Name: Chandler Martin Prewett
Age: 13
House: Gryffindor
Wand: Cypress wood, 12 inches, Manticore Stinger core (heirloom wand), reasonably springy.
Personality: Calm, cautious, and manipulative Chandler thrives in experiments where he's allowed to use his mind. He is exceptionally smart and a born tactician along with a gifted politician. He lacks a very strong social life however and instead counts on his twin to cover that for him. He comes across at first glance as a weakling hiding behind his brother and by the time you realize your mistake it's very often to late. Chandler is a great Quidditch Chaser but his true strength lies in practices where he comes up with insanely complex strategies and maneuvers. He's a natural bookworm and even when 'socializing' a book is never to far away.
Bio: Chandler grew up in Prewett Mansion all alone except for one other person, his twin brother Isaac, the two boys were practically born joined at the hip and that closeness followed them throughout their entire childhood. Their parents were hardly ever around the House instead preferring to stick to politics and parties instead of their Children, however the two were 'shown off' to friends and co-workers to impress them with amazing children and the two were expected to always do whatever requested of them during those times. The two were also expected to practice non-verbal wand movements or magic-less incantation uttering to get an edge in their classes.
This life was the normal routine for both boys until they turned 11 and received the letter every magical child dreamed about. Outfitted with the best clothing and accessories available the two Prewett boys were shipped off to the school via the Hogwarts express. As soon as they arrived Chandler was viewed as a weakling and coward, but only until Isaac glared at them which made then promptly stop. The sorting for the boys went very... Interesting with Isaac being sorted into Gryffindor, even more interesting was the almost forty minute sorting of Chandler and the eventual placement of Gryffindor as well, no one, not even the headmaster know what was said during hat time to this day but Chandler was a Slytherin to the very bone and it had taken quite a bit talking in order to follow his brother . The year passed easily for Chandler who excelled in every class that required a wand and it's usage while easily passing the other duller subjects as well. He was an amazing student, one of the top of his class and his true nature was being hid more and more and he was teased behind his (Isaac's) back as being a nerd and geek, and even weak. He let them think all of those things while gaining more and more knowledge of the Dark Arts. He would spend hours after school in a secret extra class with the Charms teacher who was a Championship Duelist and family friend.
The Second Year went quite like the first, the only difference was that both Chandler and Isaac also joined the Quidditch team, both boys being quite good flyers. For Chandler however it went a step further and he was constantly with the Captain coming up with new plays and like always standing in the back. He was a well liked and well loved student who no one would ever suspect of doing a single thing wrong...
Now in Third Year Chandler is looking to start making a name for himself in the Slytherin House and start showing his true Green and Silver colors, as well as continue his advanced dueling training and advanced combat spells while making sure he stays near his brother at all times, who helped him stay off the radar and covered his glaring weaknesses which was a lack of social skills and hate of just about everyone.
Plotting: Everyone but himself and his twin are potential enemies and he will be very cautious of then all. He will almost always let his twin talk for the both of them unless he to considers the person he's talking to as a friend which would take a good deal of work. Bookworms in general will have a lot in common with him and Quidditch players he at least respects.
Family: The Prewetts are an old pure blooded family, noble and well respected. Chandler is one of a pair of twins who arrived at the castle in the same year.