Underdressed is certainly one way of putting it. The devil's son is shirtless, leaving on display an expanse of alabaster-pale chest that's corded with lean, sleek muscles. His every movement is languid yet somehow tense with restrained violence; in fact, he's rather like a very big cat. Hermione is disconcerted to see that he's wearing a pair of black leather breeches which hug his thighs like a second skin, along with high leather boots. What odd clothing.