James opened the door to his large manor. The floo network at the auror department was down, so all he was able to do for a while was apparate to just outside the wards and walk the few hundred meters it would take to get to the house. The wards recognized him and let him through.
He nearly collapsed on the sofa from the day's work when he was suddenly levitated about it. He turned to see his thirteen year old son reading a book with his wand pointed his father. "Mum said to make sure you don't do that. She just cleaned the sofas yesterday. Go take a shower. "
James glared at his son and gave an annoyed sigh. He muttered a few profound words under his breath. Harry couldn't really be blamed for his rudeness because Lily told him to. Instead of doing some weird levitating trick up the stairs, he walked like a normal person up the stairs and tried to collapse on the bed. The man was immediately ejected onto the floor again. Lily's voice immediately spoke to him through invisible speakers.
"James Potter! Didn't we just tell you to take a bath?" He huffed in annoyance again and grabbed a towel to get ready to take a shower. The house was quiet. Too quiet. Harry never stayed home alone. Ron and Hermione would usually be invited over, or Sirius and Remus would be talking in his living room while Sirius ate all his food.
Being too tired to think about it, he stepped into the shower and put the thought away from his mind. He scrubbed his well-toned body to get rid of the dirt and sweat that accumulated from that day's mission. He grabbed his shampoo and washed his jet black hair. It smelled like strawberries and bananas. Maybe he grabbed Lily's shampoo again. He shrugged and continued scrubbing and rinsed his hair.
He wrapped a towel around his body and stepped back into his room passing the large mirror along the way. He paused and went back to the mirror. Looking back at him was a man that looked exactly like he did.
But this man had pink hair, eyebrows, and eyelashes.
He took in his looks and gave a few deep breaths. After a few seconds of awkward silence, he gave a high-pitched scream and jumped back into the shower. He scrubbed furiously at his hair for a while before jumping out and looking at the mirror. His hair turned from the soft pink that it was before to a bright hot pink color.
Forgetting to grab a towel, he ran down the stairs to see that his son was not sitting in the chair he was sitting in before. A click sounded above him, and he looked up to see Sirius with a muggle camera. "SIRIUS!" he shouted sounding like a ten year old girl as he ran up to the third floor that he saw his friend on. Doors were slammed open until he found that last one.
"THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!" the auror shouted in a girly sounding voice before he opened the last door. He opened the ball room to see many of his co-workers, friends, and family staring at him. A chicken nugget fell from his mother's mouth and dropped to the floor. Everyone heard it through the awkward silence. James could only hold the door open and not move. His cheeks blushed pinker than his hair. The blush spread down his neck to his chest.
"Um…" he trailed off not knowing what to say.
His son broke the silence with a cough. "So the curtains do match the drapes," he said amusedly. James looked down to his vital regions. His pubic hair was pink and had lighter pink dots sprinkled in. He growled.
His son, wife, and best friends were not going to live to see the light of tomorrow.