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He dresses like he fell out of the 90s, which is actually quite impressive considering that’s several decades in the future: baggy jeans that are ripped all around the bottoms from dragging on the concrete, punk t-shirts with pitstains, and plaid flannel.
He has a gigantic mop of ginger hair that hangs down in front of his eyes and that he refuses to cut.
When he reads, he holds the book right up in front of his face and flips James off when he tries to distract him.
The moment he gets his voice back while he’s shifting from werewolf-to-human, he lets out a continuous string of crass-as-fuck swears.
He loiters around outside the Herbology greenhouse after hours.
One time he tried smoking mandrake leaves. Peter found him cross-eyed, babbling incessantly, and with a dopey grin on his face. He woke up in the Infirmary two days later.
One time he tried smoking gillyweed. It didn’t do anything.
He enjoys freaking out the first years that he catches out of bed past curfew while on Prefect duties.
He’s the one who introduced his damn friends to punk music and will not hesitate to shut Sirius the fuck down when he takes credit for “discovering” the Sex Pistols.
He and Regulus are archnemeses, but they’re both pretty quiet and soft-spoken, so this results in them continuously muttering subtle digs at each other whenever they’re forced to be in the same room.
When he saw baby Harry for the first time, he just kind of snickered a little and told Lily he looked like a little bald goblin. She refused to talk to him for a week.