It was not as she remembered, not at all. The pale skin, the gray eyes, and the white-blond hair were all there, but something was tremendously different, so offbeat it shook Hermione to her core. His face seemed more mature now, no longer boyish, the lines of it harsh and deep, giving his features a dark and merciless expression. The blackish-blue circles under his eyes gave the impression he hadn’t slept for the whole duration of the war. His hair was now snow white rather than the milk-shaded that she recalled.