Mussing up his hair
James was staring at himself in the mirror. Again. Well, I guess he wasn't so much staring at himself as he was his hair. It had taken him hours to get it like this. Including several tubes of gel, 2 tubs of wax, 1 bottle of hairspray and a worn-out pair of muggle straighteners borrowed from Sirius' cousin. It taken all that to get his hair (drum roll) Straight. Presentable. Tidy. Neat. In fact, if I do say so myself, it was near perfect. Lily would not be disappointed with him on their first ever ever ever ever ever date. She would be able to see the lengths he would go to for her. James smiled at his reflection proudly. His reflection smiled back.
He turned around to show a dubious looking Remus, Peter and Sirius. Remus smiled and nodded.
'Good job mate.'
Peter clapped and cheered.
'It's a miracle!'
But not Sirius. No, Sirius just stood there, arms crossed and a frown upon his face. And to James Sirius' opinion mattered most of all.
'What is it Pads?'
'It's just so…. Un-James.'
'Un-James?'
'Yeah. You just don't look like… you. And that's who Lily is going on a date with right?'
'Right but-'
Before he could get the words out of his mouth, and even before you could say Hippogriff, Sirius Black threw out his hand, stuck it in James' hair and mussed it up. Completely.
'There.' He told a flabbergasted Prongs, Moony and Wormtail. 'Now you look much better.'