I really look at him for the first time–he has a striking face, balanced but masculine with a sharp jawline, strong brow, a slightly dimpled chin set below full lips, and grey-blue eyes hidden behind simple, wire-framed glasses. His hair is messy, falling in loose blonde waves around his forehead, ignoring his obvious attempt to push it back. 

Called “Harry” the first 9 years of his life, he now demands to be called his full name and has developed his own style, proclaiming at the end of Summer break that he was going to “wear all black this year.”