Thursday's "Take it off!"

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It's my last day of hosting. :O Thanks everyone for a terrific week and for making this place so awesome to hang out. Special thanks to our amazing codemonkeys volunteer and work tirelessly for this kickass comm.

Today's theme is called "Take it off!" which you can interpret as you like. ;)


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+ No more than three prompts per fandom
+ No more than five prompts in a row
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Examples:

For a single fandom:
- Criminal Minds, Hotch & any, S/he's never seen Hotch without a tie
- The Mentalist, Cho/Jane, "Do you even own casual clothes?"

For multiple fandoms / crossovers:
- CSI New York/Without a Trace, Any, Striptease

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Harry Potter, Lily/James & Sirius, James knew very little about Muggle parents and Muggle fashions, but he was nonetheless absolutely certain that Mr. Evans was not going to let Sirius into the house in that leather jacket as long as he was wearing that grin.

What's a little fun between friends, anyway?

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James let out a groan as Sirius popped into being in the back alley. "Padfoot..."

Sirius' face collapsed into an easy smile that reminded James infinitely of a dog lolling its tongue and rolled his eyes. "What?"

James sighed. “You promised. We’re in Little Whinging, for God’s sake.”

Sirius shrugged and dusted an invisible speck of dust from his shoulder. “Lily likes this jacket” he looked up at his friend and wiggled his eyebrows suggestively. “Come to think of it, I seem to recall that you like this jacket” He shot his friend a lecherous grin before turning on his heel and starting off down the alley.

James groaned again. He may have known very little about Muggle parents and Muggle fashions, but he was nonetheless absolutely certain that Mr. Evans was not going to let Sirius into the house in that leather jacket as long as he was wearing that grin.

“Padfoot!” He called a little desperately as he hurried after his friend.

“Prongs” Sirius returned warmly, slinging an arm around the other boy’s shoulders and ruffling his hair playfully.

James looked down at his own collared shirt and schoolboy’s sweater and shook his head in resignation. “Just...try and act respectable, alright?”

Sirius snorted. “Try?!” he glared at his friend in mock offence. “Must I remind you that I am Sirius Black, Mr Potter? Of the House of Black? I am respectability itself!” He winked. “Besides, mate, you’re the one their daughter’s marrying. I doubt they care a whit about me.” He thrust a hand into his pocket, retrieving a cigarette and pushing it lazily between his lips before James removed it and tossed it into the gutter.

“You’re going to be best man...I’m pretty sure they care.”

“Besides, didn’t you say Lily has a sister?”

James stopped in his tracks. “Sirius...” He started warningly.

The other boy burst out laughing. “The look on your face” he guffawed, slapping his legs.

James frowned and started walking up the street again. “Not funny.”

“It was hilarious.” Sirius informed him. “Don’t worry, I’m quite aware Petunia Evans is a total muggle.”

“Good.” James turned up the pathway to Lily’s house. “Now, behave yourself.”

Sirius wiggled his eyebrows once again. “For now” he grinned.

James thought about replying, but decided against it. ‘For now’ was about all he would ever be able to get out of a creature like Sirius anyway. Instead, he reached out and rang the doorbell.

Predictably, Mr. Evans answered. “James” he nodded in greeting. He turned to Sirius, evidently with the intention of introducing himself, but instead his mouth turned to a soft ‘o’ as he took in Sirius’ appearance.
James’ heart moved from his throat into the pit of his stomach and he sighed audibly. Never again, he thought to himself dismally. Never again would he let Sirius out of the house wearing anything he hadn’t gotten preapproved by Lily.
Suddenly, however, his pain turned to surprise as Mr. Evans burst out laughing and clapped Sirius heartily on the shoulder. “Wherever did you get hold of that jacket, lad?” he demanded merrily. “It looks just like one I used to have!” He guided the tall youth into the house.
Over his shoulder, Sirius winked at James and stuck out his tongue.

James grinned internally. He knew that look. He knew exactly what it meant.

Tonight was going to be an interesting night, that was for sure.

Whistling happily, he followed the other two into the house to greet his fiancée.