A/N: I don't own Harry Potter or any related characters
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Ginny stared at the screen, her mouth hanging slightly open.
"Sirius, when you said you and the guys were going to shoot some footage in the Forbidden Forest...I thought... I..." Ginny shook her head. She wasn't sure what she'd thought they were going to do. It certainly wasn't this. The video had James and Sirius dancing, and she used that term semi-loosely, to the song Holding Out For a Hero.
James was wearing a pair of white trousers and a furry white vest without an undershirt. Sirius was wearing a pair of impossibly pink tight pants and a white shirt with frills that bounced every time he moved. Ginny was fairly certain he'd stolen it from her side of the closet.
It was easy to see it was the Forbidden Forest in that there were large trees, thestrals in the background and anyone who had ever been there recognized most of the path. There was a scene with Sirius doing ballet jumps between the trees, one of James shimmying down a tree trunk, and at least three whole minutes of Sirius' arse. Ginny didn't mind that part at all, it was a very good view.
At one point, James somehow managed to summon a keyboard and was pretending to play it. Ginny knew from experience James Fleamont Potter was not musically inclined in the slightest. Towards the end, Ginny could hear laughter in the background, the camera shook and eventually the camera ended up on the ground and all the viewer could see were three pairs of feet– one clad in white leather boots, another sensible hiking shoes and one completely barefoot. Ginny knew exactly whose feet those were. She was constantly telling him to get them off the dining room table. The whole video was just insane and made Ginny laugh.
"Didn't Remus go with you?" she asked, finally pulling her eyes from the screen.
"Who do you think was holding the camera?" Sirius asked, flopping down the on burnt orange colored arm chair he and Ginny had 'rescued' from an alley. He was still barefoot. Ginny wondered if he'd actually lost his shoes and hadn't bothered to buy another pair. Then again, he'd already ruined three pairs of hers trying to use an englargement charm on them. Sirius Black and practical footwear did not belong in the same sentence apparently.
"And he didn't think to stop you?" she asked. "Or question your sanity?"
"He knows that's long gone, I mean, I'm dating a random girl who showed up out of nowhere claiming to be from the future."
"Dating me does not make you insane," Ginny muttered. "Is that what Remus said?" she asked.
"No, Peter," Sirius admitted. Ginny glared at him.
"You know exactly what I think of him. Now, back to this video you and your partners in crime shot, I only have one question."
"Is it how is I have such amazing dance moves?" Sirius asked, giving Ginny a large smile. She sighed and shook her head.
"No, not your dance moves," she answered. Sirius laughed.
"Oh, you want to know about James and the tree?"
"Definitally not," Ginny replied. "No, I have a question about your shirt, or should I say, my shirt?"
"You said I could borrow it?" Sirius asked, tilting his head like a puppy who had just got caught chewing up something.
"No, not that it was mine! I want to know how you managed to keep it so insanely clean and white? I mean you were baltering all over the woods, brushing against trees and everything! How do I keep my clothes that clean?' Ginny asked, thinking about all the jerseys she'd ruined playing Quidditch.
"Lily," Sirius answered. "She knows a spell, taught it to James for some reason and he taught it to Remus, who used it on your shirt since I knew you'd realize at some point it was gone and figure I'd destroyed it," Sirius answered, giving Ginny his wide eyed puppy dog look. Ginny just laughed shaking her head.
"Only you, Sirius, only you," she muttered, giving him a quick kiss and wondering if maybe he might be a bit insane after all, not that she minded. Sane people were boring!
