sometimes e feels like a girl, sometimes neutrois, sometimes a (sorta?) guy, sometimes e just doesn’t know.

teddy thanks eir lucky stars everyday that e was born a metamorphmagus like eir mom.

e spends a lot of time learning how to make eir hair grow or shorten at will. “you know there are spells for this. easy, third year spells.” “shut it, vic. not the point.”

eir hair is never a natural color.

eir style is eclectic: a bit modern wix, a bit vintage muggle, a lot of raiding both eir parents’ closets. e can’t thank gran’dromeda enough for saving things like tonks’ earrings and crop tops and remus’ suede shoes and sports jackets with elbow patches. 

you never know what e will choose to wear today. could be soft, edgy, feminine, masculine, androgynous, some of the above, or everything all at once. (eir gender isn’t as swiftly changing as eir style though.)

changing eir facial features comes naturally, but there are a few things e just can’t get quite right and it’s in those moments e misses eir mom the most. gran’dromeda helps with stories of eir mom’s morphing shenanigans and how tonks once described her process for honing her abilities. teddy gets better at it with gran’s secondhand knowledge and constructive criticism.