Maike

Backstory

Born beneath the glow of a waxing moon and the soft hum of spellcraft, Maike was raised in a home where magic wasn’t just practiced—it pulsed through the walls like a second heartbeat. Her family wasn’t loud in the magical world, nor notorious, but their magic was old—rooted in intuition, tradition, and a quiet strength that spoke louder than any headline ever could. From a young age, Maike learned that magic was not just power, but presence—measured, intentional, and deeply personal.

Even as a child, Maike stood apart—not because she demanded attention, but because she understood how to move through a room without needing to. Observant, sharp-witted, and quietly ambitious, she had an uncanny ability to read people and situations, always two steps ahead even when she said nothing at all. Her magic developed early, subtle but potent: wards that held longer than expected, whispers that the wind seemed to carry, and a talent for potions that felt more like instinct than study.

When she was sorted into Slytherin, no one who truly knew her was surprised. She embodied the house’s best qualities: ambition laced with self-control, loyalty bound by personal code, and a mind that valued both strategy and subtlety. But Maike was never the Slytherin chasing dominance or legacy. She carved her own path—deliberate, deep, and distinct from the noise around her.

She wasn’t cruel, but she could be cold when necessary. She wasn’t arrogant, but she knew her worth. She chose her friends carefully, but when she gave her loyalty, it was unshakable. Maike moved through Hogwarts not as a shadow, but as a quiet storm—unassuming until you were close enough to feel the shift in the air.

A Slytherin by Sorting, but unmistakably Maike in every way that mattered