Oy 3
It was the night of the ball and James was waiting at the bottom of the stairs of the seventh year girls dormitory.
"So, you wonder if Sirius is gonna have fun going stag tonight?" he asked Remus grinning.
"OH, I think he'll manage to control his disappointment of un-dateness." Remus was smiling as well.
"But he couldn't very well show up to pick up his date the way he's planning on going, so..."
"Hey fellas." Lily came gliding down the stairs. She had her hair off her neck
and piled on the top of her haid in an elegant twist. Her red hair glittered
with snow flakes that she had charmed not to melt.
"Well, don't you look gorgeous." James said smiling up at her. As he walked over and took her hand he glanced over her shoulder and fell over laughing.
"What, you don't think I look gorgeuous?" a very feminine high pitched sounding Sirius asked form the top of the stairs. Laughing from James and Remus was all he got in reply. When He tried to glide down the stairs he tripped and fell, which caused Remus and James to laugh even harder.
"Damn, Lil, how the hell do you walk in thiese tings?" Sirius asked in his
regular voice, getting up and putting the high-heeled shoe that had fallen off
back on.
"Takes time and practice." she replied. "And stop messing with your lipstcik...
it looks fine." James and Remus could not take it. The fact that Lily was
giving Sirius advice on makeup was too much, they were back on the floor in
hysterics.
"If you two would kindly gain your composure, me and lily dear would like to be
escorted down to the ball!" The girlie voice was back.
"You want us to escort you?" Remus asked.
"Nope, he wants you to escort him," replied James wiping his tear stained face and walking over to Lily's side. "I have a date."
Sirius smiled at Remus and offered his hand. "No way my friend," Remus siad walking after James and Lily, "no way in hell..."
"Oy, Remus, get your ass back here and take my damn hand!" Sirius called picking up his long robes and trying to hurry after his friends with out falling again.
He caught up with them right outside the Great Hall, but when Remus saw him coming he ran into the mob so as not to be found.
"Well, I was going to go stag anyway... you'd think James'd be going stag, but no-o-o-o... I am the brilliant one!" Sirius told himself trying to work up
enough courage to go in. "Come on Padfoot! If they laugh, that's waht you
wanted, don't worry about it. Confidence is key."
Sirius walked into the Hall and the first thing he noticed was James and Lily already on the dance floor. James had his arms loosely around Lily's waist, and she was leaning her head comfortably against his chest in a fachion that made everyone know that this was a perfectly casual position for them. The second thing he noticed was Snape sitting with his friends in the corner glaring at them.
Grinning like the devilhe was he walked up to Snape and siad in his most un masculine voice, "Care to dance?"
Snape nodded his head before turning around-- big mistake. Once he had turned around, he fell out of his chair in shock. Anyone in the hall who had seen howled with laugher.
"Come on , blimber feet," Sirius said in his regualr voice, "let's dance!"
He grabbed Snape's hand and started waltzing around the room with him. Snape scrambling the whole time trying to get away. All eyes were on them, teachers -in mid sip of their punch- were spitting it everywhere in surprise. Everyone was laughing harder than they ever had before. When the dance was over Sirius let go of Snape's hand and he ran off as fast as he could to his dorm to hide from the humiliation.
Sirius bowed deeply and James started to clap, Remus started cat calling, and
Lily called over the roar of clapping (that James had started) "Sirius, now look
what you've done to your lipstick!"
Needless to say, the dance was a success.
A/N: ok last one.. I have a few ideas for a sequel.. but ya know whatever ya'll want.. and thanks SO much for the reviews!