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Andromeda had been aware of him since first year. He was the kind of boy other students--even those not in his House--said hello to in school corridors.

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At first, it was hard for her to understand why this particular boy was so popular. He was Muggle-born, a Hufflepuff, and a slob.

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His brown hair was always in dire need of a trim. Overlong, with the fringe hanging into his eyes when he did not shake it to the side, his hair looked as though he ran fingers through it instead of a proper comb.

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His uniform was equally untidy. Since he only remembered to fasten his robes in the dead of winter, his shirt, with the tails forever coming un-tucked, the collar refusing to lay flat and the tie askew was flaunted for the school to see.

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