Do not try to be pretty. You weren’t meant to be pretty; you were meant to burn down the earth and graffiti the sky. Don’t let anyone ever simplify you to just “pretty.”
The first time he saw her was in the great hall. His new friends James, Remus and Peter, who he’d met in the train compartment on their way to Hogwarts, were already proudly sorted and sat with him at the Gryffindor table. They all laughed their heads off at the memory of this odd greasy guy and his little, red-haired girlfriend, which they’ve had an amusing discussion with.
Suddenly a small brunette disturbed the hysterics.