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HOORAY FOR GENDER-BENDERS!
"Happy holidays!" yelled Sirius Black as he slid down the banister of Number Twelve, Grimmauld Place, and landed on the floor in front of his godson, whom he wrapped in a bone-crushing hug.
"Sirius! Can't...Breathe... Need...Air..." Harry gasped out, and the tall, dark-haired man released him, chuckling nervously.
"Sorry, but you'll never guess what I accidentally did to Remus..."
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Earlier that day...
"I'm not coming out!" roared Remus Lupin from his sanctuary of the library of Sirius' home, where he was busy attempting to push an extremely heavy bookcase between him and three adult wizards (Kingsley, Sirius, and Arthur). His wand lay forgotten on a nearby table.
"Remus, you actually make a rather pretty girl!" cried Sirius in what was supposed to be comforting tone, but which ended up sounding amused.
"Shut up, Sirius! This is your fault in the first place!" whined Remus, slamming 'his' head against the bookcase and wincing in pain.
"It was an accident!" insisted Sirius.
"Remus, please come out? We'll even have Tonks lend you something to wear," called Arthur hopefully, and Remus paused. "We'll throw in some chocolate!"
The door was open faster than Snape confronted by shampoo.
None of the them, even Arthur, could help but stare at the woman who'd once been their friend Remus. She was the same height, with shoulder-length gold hair and bright amber eyes, but she showed no sign of lycanthropy or of having any scars. She was currently wearing a white button-down with beige robes over it and matching trousers, but the clothes looked unnaturally loose. And she was blushing furiously.
"There's a good sport," said Arthur nervously, and Sirius whistled. Kingsley smacked him on the back of the head, dragging him off. Remus blushed a deeper red, sending a murderous look after Sirius before following Arthur to Tonks' room.
"Tonks? We have a problem," said Arthur.
A/N: Don't ask me why we write such short to our shit, I honestly don't know.