Neither of Hermione’s parents had ridiculously curly hair, but apparently it was a dominant trait. What had once been a head of windswept and perpetually roguish dark hair was now a mop of raven curls. His normally rather pale skin had darkened a few shades and now much more closely matched Hermione’s. His cheekbones and nose still had a very familiar aristocratic air that he attained from his father’s side of the family and he was glad to still have at least that. When he stood up to take in the full picture he was somewhat disappointed to find that he had not gained any height, he bemoaned his measly five feet and seven inches, he was, at least, still taller than hermione, who stood at five foot two.  Much like hermione, there was not too much difference in his overall body. His shoulders were a tad broader and he noticed that the freckles across his nose did not only lie on his face, but heavily across his shoulders and spattered randomly around the rest of what he could see of his body while in his nightclothes.  