[Curfews and lights-out restrictions are such bothersome things. That's why Luppi likes to pretend they don't exist.
The only thing he really has in common with his fellow 6th year Prefect is wearing his sleeves long. Someone once made the mistake of trying to poke fun at his small size by enchanting his robes to grow and swamp him. Three days later, they were pissing blood, and Luppi had a new-found appreciation for all the things you could slip up a sleeve. After that, he wore his robes with mostly normal proportions, but kept a little extra length in the arms.
He is not prim, proper or prissy, although he might let someone call him princess in the right situation. Sneaking into the Slytherin common room a little after midnight, he hopes that one quality he can be said to possess is p...retty damn silent.]
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The only thing he really has in common with his fellow 6th year Prefect is wearing his sleeves long. Someone once made the mistake of trying to poke fun at his small size by enchanting his robes to grow and swamp him. Three days later, they were pissing blood, and Luppi had a new-found appreciation for all the things you could slip up a sleeve. After that, he wore his robes with mostly normal proportions, but kept a little extra length in the arms.
He is not prim, proper or prissy, although he might let someone call him princess in the right situation. Sneaking into the Slytherin common room a little after midnight, he hopes that one quality he can be said to possess is p...retty damn silent.]