Remus Lupin

*If you're confused about why I'm calling him Remus, and his friends James and Sirius, read the blog post titled "James Potter" first.

Remus wears a brown striped hoodie with white fuzz on the inside of the hood.
He has skinny scraped knees that bounce up and down under his desk. He taps his thumbs on his desktop, flips his pencil over in one hand and taps the eraser on top of his notes. Pulls both of his hands into fists, knocks his knuckles against the desktop, and then pulls the sleeves of his hoodie over his fists. Despite his collected appearance, Remus has very restless hands.

He’s not as cocky and mischievous and arrogant as James and Sirius. Mostly, while they make jokes, he just sits back and laughs, almost to himself.

He has a generally calm feeling about him. Most of the time, he seems happy—happy in a quiet way, an unassuming way.

He tends to sit behind his friends, instead of right with them. In history, James and Sirius sit next to each other, but Remus sits one row behind them, so when he wants to talk to them, he has to lean forward. He grins and leans towards the back of James's head and says something clever, and the three of them laugh.

Remus always does seem to be a bit on the outside of a conversation. Not just in history--almost anywhere. It's like he's there, he's still a part of the conversation, but he just has to lean in a little bit in order to take part.
I don’t think he feels left out. Maybe sometimes he does, but most of the time he seems okay with it. I think he wants it that way.

When the class quiets down a bit, when James and Sirius stop making jokes, Remus leans against the back wall, his head tilted down but his eyes tilted up. When the teacher goes off on a tangent, he lets his head fall back and widens his eyes at the ceiling for a second, like he’s asking God why teachers have to be such idiots.

Then a cute girl catches his eye, and he smiles and laughs a little, embarrassed. She laughs, too; he stretches, glances back towards her, and then looks away quickly.

He doesn’t really want anyone to look at him. That’s why he’s okay with being a little bit on the outside of every conversation. While he does seem generally happy, he also seems a little bit worried. Just a little tiny edge of worry to his eyes. Looking around to make sure nobody’s watching him, nobody’s noticing him.

If he knew that a classmate of his whom he barely knows was watching him in class all day today, and then writing a blog about him, he'd probably toss and turn all night.

While he is mostly calm, there’s an energy behind it. The drumming. The knee jiggling. He does have a lot of energy in him, but, like everything else about him, he sort of keeps it private. He's just quiet, calmly smiling, and he lets things be.

I can totally see him having a furry little problem. What exactly that furry little problem might be, though... is still unknown.