A/N: Thanks to the people who reviewed the last chapter. I love you! I'm in a bit of a hyper mood right now so I decided to update.
Chapter 1- The Incredible Walking Lime
"Can we be quick with this Pads, I'm hungry!"
"No we cannot 'be quick with this'! We are doing this properly!"
"Fine. How long is it going to take?"
"There's no telling. A while. I may be good but even I will have to take some time with an emergency like this."
"I am not an emergency!"
"Sure whatever you say. Turn around."
Sirius prodded James with his wand and looked at him through narrowed eyes. James started to feel a bit nervous…
"What are you doing?"
Sirius didn't answer. Instead he turned around and left James standing on his own, awkwardly, in the middle of the room. James was about to leave muttering about 'that stinky mutt' under his breath when Sirius came back. He was carrying the biggest pile of clothes James had seen in his life.
"What are they for?"
"Well you can't wear any of YOUR clothes to Hogsmeade with Evans. They're hideous!"
James was tempted to smack Sirius round the head but he couldn't because he had the pile of clothes thrust into his arms. Sirius picked out various items and held them up with an expression of being deep in thought on his face. It made him look slightly odd as he didn't do much deep thinking.
"Put these on."
He handed the items he had eventually picked and pushed James forcefully into the bathroom. He yelled to him through the door.
"Do they fit?"
There was a silence for a minute before James replied.
"I am not wearing this!"
"Yes you are."
"No! I refuse to wear this ever!"
"Stop being a baby and come out here. I want to see."
"No!"
Sirius sighed and flung the door open. James was standing in the middle of the room looking in the mirror with a look of revulsion on his face. He was wearing a pair of tight jeans and a tight-fitting lime green and black shirt. Sirius grinned.
"Much better."
"What are you on about? I LOOK LIKE A LIME!"
"And? Lime is the in look right now. It's way better than all that baggy stuff you usually wear."
James didn't look like he was prepared to accept that it was fashionable to look like a citrus fruit but his arguing was cut off Sirius chucking his school robes at him and leaving the room. He looked at himself in the mirror one more time and got changed looking like him favourite grandparent had just died. In the dorm, Sirius lay back on his bed and smirked.
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