His father's looks and his mother's eyes ... Er. Wrong orphan
If it came down to it, many words could be used to describe Theodore Remus Lupin. The two most popular answers would be clutzy and awkward, two traits he's heard he inherited from his parents. It's something Teddy really doesn't mind; in fact, he claims it's endearing and that's that. And he's always especially awkward after spending time with his girlfriend-but-she's-not-REALLY-his-girlfriend.
That's exactly what Teddy's been up to, actually - snogging his girlfriend on the platform at the train before she heads off for another term. When she waves goodbye, he stands there in a daze with a goofy smile on his face for a good minute before his stomach gives a bit of a growl. Strange, he suddenly has a large craving for chocolate. Waving to Victoire, he trips his way through the wall, back to the Muggle platform. That's how Teddy Lupin arrives in this strange and curious place - tripping into existence, nearly face-planting to the ground. He is, after all, clumsy.
"What the ..." he murmurs. A frown etches it's way to his face and he reaches up to scratch his head, twisting a blonde curl around his finger. "I could swear I was ... Must just be a glitch in the platform." Teddy shrugs it off. He walks a bit. Stops. Frowns again. "Never been to this part of London before ..."
Never fear, that's what magic is for. Teddy reaches for his wand. And reaches. 'Funny,' he thinks, 'I'd swear it was in my pocket.' Thinking he's dropped it somewhere along the way, he retraces his steps. Unfortunately, there's no wand to be found and now he's lost himself in a giant park.
"Well. Bullocks."
That's exactly what Teddy's been up to, actually - snogging his girlfriend on the platform at the train before she heads off for another term. When she waves goodbye, he stands there in a daze with a goofy smile on his face for a good minute before his stomach gives a bit of a growl. Strange, he suddenly has a large craving for chocolate. Waving to Victoire, he trips his way through the wall, back to the Muggle platform. That's how Teddy Lupin arrives in this strange and curious place - tripping into existence, nearly face-planting to the ground. He is, after all, clumsy.
"What the ..." he murmurs. A frown etches it's way to his face and he reaches up to scratch his head, twisting a blonde curl around his finger. "I could swear I was ... Must just be a glitch in the platform." Teddy shrugs it off. He walks a bit. Stops. Frowns again. "Never been to this part of London before ..."
Never fear, that's what magic is for. Teddy reaches for his wand. And reaches. 'Funny,' he thinks, 'I'd swear it was in my pocket.' Thinking he's dropped it somewhere along the way, he retraces his steps. Unfortunately, there's no wand to be found and now he's lost himself in a giant park.
"Well. Bullocks."