Disclaimer: I do not own any of the harry potter characters; they belong to J. K. Rowling.

A/N: Alright guys, I was reading through this the other day and felt like crying it was so bad. So I'm going through and editing it. Hopefully I can at least fix it to a readable level:D

James had a brilliant idea, so utterly marvelous that not even Sirius could know about it. The effort put into pulling this prank off had been huge, it had even included studying and paying complete attention in Transfiguration, two things that James didn't often do. But it would be so worth it.

Remus was in the library studying, he was almost always in the library before dinner; James had made sure to know, since the library was the perfect place to kick off his plan. He had the extra robes in his bag, stolen from Lily, along with one of her bras. He hoped it would fit, because he hadn't have time to figure out a different girl's laundry pattern. He pulled out his wand and crept up behind Remus, though he doubted Remus would have noticed if he'd walked up to him in full view. He pointed his wand at the back of one of his best friend's head, then murmured a spell.

Remus fell on the desk, his head hitting his book full on, and he let out a gasp of surprise. James gasped too, but not because of Remus. He gasped because of the odd weight suddenly on his chest. And, come to think of it, he was rather smaller than he remembered.

"Oh hell," He moaned.

Remus sat up and looked around quickly, his eyes widened when he spotted James, then he looked down and turned furiously red.

"James," He said, ever so quietly, "what have you done?"

James stared at him, "I turned you, uh, us into girls…"

"Why? Oh, never mind, I probably don't want to know. Just turn me back to normal."

"Uh," James didn't know how, he'd taken so long working out how to do the damn spell that he hadn't even thought of how to undo it. "You see, I…I don't know how, and anyway it's not suppose to matter because I'm not suppose to have turned into one! See," He dumps out his bag with Lily's uniform in it, "and, you make a lovely girl, I just knew you would."

Remus stared at him. "I will not put on those robes."

"Do you want to look like some sort of pervert who's transfigured himself into a girl?" James used the line he'd so cleverly constructed to get Remus to wear the robes.

Again, Remus stared at him, then went slightly pink, and even pinker when he picked up the garments. He didn't want to know where the robes came from, but feared he did. "No, that's you," He said in answer to James' pervert question, then walked off to find a bathroom and change.

"Bloody hell," James cursed, what was he suppose to do now?

"Excuse me, do you need any help?" A very familiar voice said from behind, he turned.

Think fast, Potter! a voice in his head yelled, "Uh, yes," He realized for the first time that his voice was higher and smoother than usual, "some, uh, boys stole all my laundry, and, uh, this was all I could find to wear," He gestured at his clothes.

"Oh, you poor thing, let me help you, I have lots of extras I could lend you."

Brilliant, James thought.

"Oh, and my name's Lily, Lily Evans."