'Sup! So here is the next chapter! I hope you all enjoy!
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Changing Costumes
James stared at the loud and too large costumes that were placed on hangers inside the Muggle store's changing room. He tried to suppress the grimace at the too bright colors that were glaring right back at him, keeping an ear out for Harry who was sitting in his stroller right next to him.
James glanced down at Harry and was met with the adorable face of his son looking back up at him with his head tilted to the side as if he was asking James what they were doing there.
"I don't see why I need a costume for Halloween anyway." James grumbled, as if he were trying to explain himself to the toddler who simply just blinked up at him. "It's not like we celebrate it. It is just a Muggle tradition-"
"You need one because we are going to go to Alice and Frank's party." Lily's voice cut in from beyond the somewhat locked door, causing James to jump and turn more toward the door. "Besides you know how crazy everything has been lately. The Longbottom's thought it would be nice to get together with our friends both in and outside the Order. And Harry will be able to see Neville again! He must be lonely without all his other little friends."
James turned back to the ridiculous outfits that were picked out for him and just sighed in defeat before taking off his shirt and pants, folding them up and resting them on the stroller. He grabbed the first outfit, a cowboy, complete with chaps and brass badge declaring him sheriff. He pulled on the clothes, turning this way and that to get a good look at himself before scowling in disgust.
"Well? How do you look?" Lily called into the small changing room, cutting off James assessment of his wife's choice of costumes for him.
"I look stupid, Lily." He called out back to his wife. "Why did you choose a cowboy outfit anyway?"
"Don't be such a baby," Lily huffed, indicating to James that his wife most likely rolled her eyes at the closed door and crossed her arms across her chest. "Now come out this instant. I want to see it!"
"No."
"What? Why not?" Lily demanded, banging on the changing room door.
"Because, I am already taking it off!" James hollered back, quickly undoing the ties and stripping off the shirt, his back firmly pressed against the door his wife was currently trying to break in through.
"Meanie." She pouted, giving the door another shove before giving up. "I really wanted to see."
James grumbled under his breath, struggling with the chaps for a moment and hearing his son giggle at him as he bumped into the stroller.
"Put on the policeman costume next!" Lily suddenly commanded through the door, her voice taking on its authoritative edge. "And no taking it off before I can see!"
James eyed the door for a moment before turning his gaze to the chosen costume. He scrutinized it, considering not even bothering with anymore of the bizarre outfits, before coming to his senses and sighing in defeat.
"Fine."
He quickly hung the offending cowboy costume back on its hanger before pulling the police outfit down and pulling it on. He looked at his reflection in the mirror once more, turning this way and that and tugging on the dark fabric every once in a while.
"This one isn't so bad…" James muttered, turning once more completely around to see his back. But his focus was quickly drawn to the toddler who was no longer sitting in the stroller.
"Harry!" James squeaked, trying to reach out to the toddler who was currently standing up in the stroller and brandishing his wand, happy giggles escaping his chubby face every few moments. "No, put Dad's wand down young man." He tried to reason with his son, but knew he lost the battle when his son's face contorted into a look of defiance before waving the wand in a decisive motion, pointing the tip at his father.
James half yelled in shock as the costume he was wearing suddenly began to change. Becoming bright pink and scandalously short, the skirt only coming to mid-thigh and frilling out. His bare feet were suddenly clad in equally bright pink ballet slippers and tights. But it wasn't only the clothes that changed, but he felt his body begin to change as well. His hair growing long and his height suddenly shrinking about a foot before breasts appeared where none had been before.
"James what is going on in there?" Lily called through the door, banging on the changing room door once more, her voice becoming threatening. "I am coming in!"
"NO! Don't come in!" James cried, noticing his voice was suddenly a few octaves higher as he applied his weight to the door to prevent his wife from storming in, ignoring the squeals and giggles coming from Harry.
But his smaller frame was no match against the woman he loved, who shoved the door hard enough to send him sprawling across the floor. James looked up into his wife's face and saw the utter shock that quickly melted into a smile that clearly said she was going to tell everyone.
James paled before his cheeks flamed red and his new high pitched voice screeched, "It's not what you think!"
*~*~*(END CHAPTER)*~*~*
Sorry it is so late and short. It is a little off since Halloween has already past, but I thought of it sometime around New Years so...yeah. You get this now! Thank SasukeBlade, she has been on me to update this story for a few months now and I would most likely have taken longer without her. Thanks for Reading! ^_^
Also, I have another account that is shared with SasukeBlade and we have posted our first fanfic together! It is a Harry Potter fic so go and read it. It is called Getting Lucky and it is under the author name of Wild Theories!