Gryffindor had won another Quidditch match and the entire House was celebrating. Someone had snuck down to Hogsmead and brought back a case of fire whiskey and butter beer (most likely stolen), but Sirius Black has a stash of his own. He found out that Remus had never really drank before, and he was on a mission to fix that. He drug him up to the dorm, leaving behind all the noise and shouting of the party below. Remus didn't know why Sirius had done this, and asked him why when Sirius was busy digging under his bed.
"Pads, why did you bring me up here?"
"Because," Sirius said from under the bed, "I know you've never drank before, and I'm going to fix that." Padfoot pulled a wooden box from under his bed, opened it, and pulled out a bottle of fire whiskey.
Surprisingly, Moony didn't protest. He took the bottle when Sirius would offer it and would drink deeply from the bottle. Sirius was impressed, but, as usual, drank more. They both ended up being soused and laughing at the stupidest things. When the bottle was empty, they flopped onto Sirius's bed.
"My god, I'm never doing that again." Remus moaned to Padfoot.
Sirius laughed. "You've only just started. You've got a while until you can say that."
"Yea, and I wished that I never did." Moony said. "I feel sick as a dog."
Padfoot looked over at Moony with an amused look. Rem knew what was coming, but none the less asked, "What?"
"Moons, you may be a dog, but I'm the dog around here."
Lupin moaned again. "Pads, you may be a dog and can turn into one whenever you want, but I'll still kick your ass in a ''who's better'' test."
Sirius belly laughed then gasped and said, "Oh, that was a mistake." He hurriedly walked to the loo and started to vomit.
Remus sobered a little. "Siri, are you alright?"
A "yea" came from the bathroom.
Remus laughed and Black yelled, "Oh, go stuff yourself! I hope you get sick in a minuet!", and then he continued to puke. After a few minuets, Remus heard the toilet flush and the sink turn on.
Moony continued to laugh a drunken laugh. "I didn't drink as much as you though."
"I don't give a damn, you sexy werewolf."
Remus stopped laughing immediately. "What did you say?" Sirius had gone unusually quiet.
"Sirius?" Lupin questioned when Padfoot continued to stay quiet. He walked into the bathroom and Sirius was sitting on the floor with his head between his knees. He decided to not ask what was wrong, and sat down next to Black.
When Sirius had spoken that line, they both had sobered completely. All traces of earlier delight had vanished.
Remus put his arm around Sirius's shoulders, trying to comfort his probable embarrassment.
Moons heard Padfoot take a deep breath and then everything happened so fast he couldn't keep up. Sirius gently but forcefully put a hand on the back of Remus's neck and planted a kiss upon his lips that was hot and sensual. A kiss that was meant; a kiss that meant love.
When Sirius broke the kiss, Rem could only gape and stare. When he found his voice, he couldn't speak without stuttering. "S-s-sirius, you j-j-just kissed me….. d-d-did you….?"
Padfoot smiled. "Mean it? Yes, I did."
Remus exhaled and smiled as well. "Good. Then I can do this without worrying," Moony took Sirius's face in his hands and kissed him deeply. It escalated from just lips touching, to mouths opening and tongues exploring.
Finally, when they broke apart, Remus had to ask: "What brought that on?"
Sirius smiled. "Fire Whiskey."