I got this idea from some fic i read once i think it was a song fic where the hall turned into a blizzard so james could be alone. Well i thought that was so marauder-esque ( besides fred and george put in the swamp remember?) so here we go, grab your sunglasses...

and don't worry James isn't hurt, and Lily will dry.

Theme 21: Vacation

Rating: K

Wet T-shirt Contest From Hell

" You turned the second floor…into…a BEACH?" I shrieked feeling a new warmth seeping through my wool clothing, making everything rather uncomfortable.

" Yes. Problem?" James Potter stood before me in nothing more than shorts. He looked rather comfortable in the sand. I narrowed my eyes, making it clear I did not approve.

" YES! How am I supposed to get to Charms?" I placed a hand on my hip jutting my chin out and giving him a fierce glare.

" Oh didn't you hear? School's canceled while they figure out how to lift the sand out of here, come on Evans, cut loose, have some fun. Why don't you go back up to your room change into something…less black and enjoy the atmosphere!" he grinned giving me a small wink. I was starting to burn in the heat and…that odd sunlight, where was it coming from? Fair skin you know always have to wear sun block… but that's beside the point.

I was about to retaliate that the teachers should have it fixed in no time, when I saw more students slipping past me into the sands in beach wear. I gaped seeing McGonagall herself in a tartan skirt and a wide sun hat, finding a nice place to sit and grade papers.

" Come on Lils, you know you want to…." Potter gave me a push and I stumbled back into the regular castle atmosphere. He grinned one last time, before running into the crowd and vanishing. I gulped shaking my head and hurried back to Gryffindor tower, it was bizarre, absurd even! How could everyone let them off that easily?

The last thing anyone needs around here is a vacation.

The common room was deserted no doubt the rest of the castle was the same for those toasty white sands… I frowned and sighed loudly looking around at the chattering paintings. Finally I decided it couldn't hurt to catch up on my reading.

Surveying my clothing I realized…we were in Scotland for heaven's sake! Who takes a bathing suit into the mountains? I grabbed some old jeans and with a bit of improvised transfiguration, they were soon a suitable pair of shorts. Discarding the robes tie and vest, I picked up one of my more recent volumes and made my way back to the second floor.

Dodging a game several students were playing with a ball, I found a nice shady spot beside a statue of an old witch. I rubbed my neck nervously eyeing the non-existent sun. Would I still burn?

"Lotion? I could rub it on for you," James appeared leaning on the witch with a bottle of SPF 30. I rolled my eyes.

" No thanks, I'm good," I said curtly as he shuffled through the sand to stand before me.

" Reading? No, no that won't do," he pulled the book from my hands.

" HEY!" I stood as he turned hurrying away with it. That was expensive! I sped after his tall form watching his dark head bob in the crowd. " Potter!" I called after him speeding up. I only just caught him as he slipped into place with his mates.

They were all sitting around a spontaneous palm tree; at least Remus now had my book. I stood squarely before Potter.

" Give it back," I said firmly. He smiled up at me.

" No I did you a favor, come, sit, talk." He patted the sand beside him, "Really Lily? Just some shorts and your school shirt? No swim wear?" he waggled his eyebrows suggestively. I scoffed in his face.

" Because I always bring a bikini to school for the just incase the Marauders create a beach to lounge on in the middle of, what should be, Charms!" I pointedly stared at him unhappily and he brightened anyways.

" So you own a Bikini?"

" You're a pig Potter. Give me my book back please," I held out my hand to Remus who just shrugged and moved it out of sight. I glared at them all, Sirius was lazily looking at a piece of his long hair in rapture and Peter was well…he was sleeping…loudly.

" If you tell me that you do in fact own and wear one," my eyes flicked back over to Potter's.

" You have an overactive imagination, give it," I took another step towards Remus.

" I think I hear the tide coming in Padfoot," Potter frowned looking over at his best friend who nodded tiling his wand.

" I hear it to," he smiled and they both turned to me with their identical evil grins. I surveyed the surroundings. There was no water in sight just the feel of the beach was enough. For that matter of hearing the tide, well on account of having no water and only the sounds of the frolicking student body around us, it was quiet.

Before I could crew up my most sour face and tell them off for being gits, I felt a rushing cold around me. I tried to scream but the water around me prevented it. When the wave finally stopped I was left shivering my hair everywhere listening to Potter and Sirius laughing like there was no tomorrow.

I let out a Frustrated UURHH! And stomped wetly over to Remus and snatched my book from him. he was trying not to laugh but failing horribly. Before I could smack him Sirius spoke up.

" Uh Lily? Yes, well I'd like to retract Prong's earlier statement about your school shirt. I like it," he gave me this wink that I did not like the looks of. I looked down at my drenched white oxford and gasped. It was practically a free show! I screamed again and held my book protectively over my midsection.

It didn't help that Potter looked like he'd been his with a frying pan and couldn't remember his name from next Tuesday with his eyes glued to me, or more specifically my shirt.

" PIG!" I screamed before kicking up the sand as I turned viciously. I heard him scramble out of the earth and fly to my side catching my arm and spinning me about.

" Wait! I think you look good!" he grinned before letting his gaze slip back to where my shirt opened…

SMACK! My hand hurt too after that one. Turning away again with my stinging palm I decided that this vacation was over and I was going back to the dorm until they had this horrible sand box of a beach FIXED.

" Lily…it was a compliment!"