Looked very feminine and proper as a child. Had very long straightened hair (curly was "too uncivilised") and wore exclusively long dresses/skirts.
First time she saw Lupin, she was unsure of the student's gender, which intrigued her.
By hanging out with other Gryffindors, getting dirty and laughing, she realised that fancy wasn't her thing.
When she rebelled, she cut her hair herself (someone else fixed it afterwards and turned it into a wolf cut) to her shoulders and let it be wild, her natural curls showing through. She also started wearing ripped pants and short skirts, adopting a less feminine style.
Bisexual, flirt, loves having boys' attention, although she's usually not interested. Fell hard for Remy, sending her into a gay panic. She's usually the soppy romantic one in their relationship.
Remus John Remy Hope Lupin
Tomboy, always had short hair (usually pixie). As a child she had a tooth missing (that Sirius thought was adorable), which gave her a lisp. Her clothes were ragged, usually wearing pants or overalls.
Disliked Black at first, thought she was a pretencious bitch. When Sirius started being herself, Remy warmed up to her. She was a bit awkward, however, since she had been homeschooled before Hogwarts.
Feels like her lycanthropy makes her less of a girl and has a lot of insecurities about her body hair (one of the reasons why she's always in pants).
Lesbian (quiet about it), avoids flirting, dislikes romance generally (but will do anything for her girlfriend). Loves making Siri jewellery or other DIY things.
I need your fem remus so bad it’s not even funny like . need her to [REDACTED] my [REDACTED] with her [REDACTED] until i [REDACTED] GODDDDDDD shes such a masc daddy too like omg [REDACTED] MEEEEEEEEEEW
S: MOONY!
R: …what is it?
S: look what they’ve been writing about you!!
R, chuckling: that’s…that’s actually pretty funny, you know-
S: don’t laugh! you know i’m jealous.
R: how can i be sure *you’re* not the one who wrote that, though?
S: i wouldn’t meow!
R: …
S: what??
R: …you wouldn’t meow, but you’d call me a masc daddy?
Feeling an excited shiver run through her, Sirius gawked at her reflection in the full-length mirror of the shop’s changing room. The dress she wore was pearlescent white, with a fit bodice and a flared bottom cascading onto the floor. Sirius grazed her fingertips along the swooping neckline, low enough to display the moon phases inked across her chest, matching the embroidered stars that decorated the gown.
She looked surreal. She felt surreal.
“This is the one,” Sirius whispered, breathlessly giddy.
Remus, standing behind Sirius and feeling so full of love she could cry, placed a tender arm around her fiancée. She gave Sirius’ hip a squeeze as they locked eyes in the mirror.