Why is he here?

Oh, he tried to slip into the auditorium thinking that no one would be here this late in the afternoon but suddenly he's surrounded by tables and chairs and he can't just walk out without embarrassing himself. He sits down at one of the tables and picks up a piece of paper and pencil, idly looking at the names. Strange, is it a talent contest? There only seems to be boys names listed.

The lights on the stage shine on and out walks one of the first years in a dress. Peter glances down at the ballot again, confused since he didn't remember seeing a single girl on the ballot...

The contestant is named and the "girl" is revealed to be James Potter. Peter's eyes go wide when he suddenly realized this was not a talent show, but a beauty contest. A male-dressed-like-females beauty contest and he thought that James was a girl... and the worst part of all? He's not half bad as a girl.

"Oh... oh dear..."

He tries to sink down at the table and not be noticed, wondering how in the hell he gets himself into these messes.