"DUMBLEDORE!" A shout rang through the ears of the Headmaster. Quite quickly he looked up and found a much panicked looking Sirius Black bursting into the office he was in. His hair was messy and he was pale; his face seemed to be in a war of mirth and horror.
"Yes Mr. Black?" Dumbledore smiled, raising an eyebrow. Few times had he seen this side of Sirius and usually it wasn't because of a good cause.
"Somebody gave Remus alcohol." Sirius complained, motioning with his hand for the old wizard to follow him. As quick as he had looked up he was out of his chair and following the man. Remus and Alcohol were a very bad combination. Remus lost all his logic when he became drunk and it wasn't always a pretty sight.
Upon entering the living room, both Sirius and Dumbledore stopped dead- eyes wide at the scene before them. Remus was hopping about, butt projected backwards and a hand at his nose wiggling about, all the while singing 'Butt-trumpet' and making farting noises. Snape was staring at him like he was old moldyshorts himself and his jaw was wide open. Harry, Hermione, Ron, Fred, George, Tonks, and Ginny all had both hands clapped over their mouths and tears streaming down their faces at the effort to keep from laughing aloud.
Dumbledore cleared his throat, smirking as he caught Remus' attention alongside Snape's still horrified one.
"Remus who gave you alcohol?" Dumbledore questioned, raising an eyebrow at the werewolf in question.
"Alcohol? No- Chocolate. Lots and lots of Chocolate!" Remus giggled, winking at Sirius who groaned.
"Well- Who did it? Who turned Alcohol into Chocolate?" Sirius growled, glaring at the still silently laughing onlookers. They all shook their heads.
"Somebody had too. It's not like Remus can get drunk off of real Chocolate." Dumbledore looked them over as well.
Sirius snorted, "If so he'd be drunk every day."
"Who said anything about being drunk?" Remus snorted, straightening up, walking easily over to Sirius and grinning wildly. "Can't someone have a little fun once and a while?"