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Hot Chocolate, Firewhiskey and Sunday Night Escapades
First Year: Someone to Drink With
"Remus... Reeemus... Rem. You up there?" Sirius' voice rang into the dormitory, as he charged up the stairs. Outside the sky was dark and snow was falling thick and fast; it must have been at least eleven at night. With James spending the Christmas holidays with his family, and Peter in the library trying to make a start on the homework he should have finished weeks ago, that just left Remus and Sirius. Remus, although he would never admit it, found this slightly disconcerting.
The door burst open and in ran the handsome, dark haired, pureblood. As Remus looked up from the book he was reading Sirius panted wildly and a broad grin stretched across his face. Remus did not like that grin. That grin meant throwing dungbombs out the window onto the heads of passing students while yelling "THINK FAST!" It meant trying to freeze the entire lake so the marauders could go ice-skating. In short, it meant trouble.
"Please tell me you like hot chocolate."
The smaller boy raised an eyebrow, "well yeah I do, got a craving have you?"
"Sort of, and I don't want to sneak down to the kitchens alone again, those houselves are going to start thinking I really have no mates." Sirius grinned mischievously. "Come with me. Pleeeeeease."
"Give me one good reason why I should."
"I'll never talk to you again if you don't."
Although this reason made him seriously consider not going, Remus obliged anyway. He had quickly learned after meeting Sirius that the best thing to do was give him what he wanted, otherwise you faced days of frowns and evil stares. It was not an enjoyable experience. He had barely slid off the bed when the other boy flew out the door. Wow Remus thought he really must be craving that hot chocolate. Quickly the young werewolf grabbed James' invisibility cloak off the bed and sprinted after him. His fears of being caught out of the tower after curfew were stronger than he'd let on. He thought Sirius would have continued to run all the way to the kitchens. However he had stopped at the portrait hole and waited, an eager look in his eyes. The smaller boy sighed and sped up as Sirius charged off again. Finally catching him, somewhat further down the corridor than he would have hoped, Remus through the cloak over both himself and Sirius.
"Can't even put a toe on the wild side can you Rem," the raven haired boy chuckled.
"You'll be thanking me when we see Filch!"
"Seriously, you need to chill. You only live once you know..."
"And you suggest the best way to spend it is running around under an invisibility cloak with you on a Sunday night?" Remus interrupted, smiling to himself.
"Correction. I suggest the best way to spend it is running purposefully towards the kitchen under an invisibility cloak on a Sunday night, in search of hot chocolate. With me. Don't worry my friend; everything will be wonderful when we get there. Hot chocolate makes everyone happy. Apart from James apparently," Sirius frowned then continued at the other boy's questioning look, "he thinks it's a poor substitute for tea. The chuffing ponce!"
"Ssh Sirius!" Remus hissed suddenly.
"What it's not my fault he prefers the drink of nanas nationwide."
"Oh shut up will you. Some one's coming, listen."
Of course Remus was right. Remus was always right. As the two boys approached the entrance hall, a wheezing voice floated up towards them. Filch it appeared was (as per usual) in search of Peeves, who had succeeded in some prank or other. Nearly Headless Nick was currently under the caretakers interrogations.
"Well sir, in my humble opinion those Slytherin students deserved what they got. Their behaviour was utterly unacceptable. Peeves was right to lock all seven of them in that toilet. It was unfortunate that the first year got his leg stuck, but all the same I think he'll have learnt his lesson don't you?"
Remus felt something tugging at his sleeve and turned to find serious pouting dramatically. Apparently he had no desire what so ever to discover what said Slytherins had done. His mind was resolutely in the kitchen. So the two crept forward past the ghost and the caretaker, who were now having a rather heated discussion about the justification of Peeves' behaviour. Finally they were in front of a very large painting of a fruit bowl, and Remus realised he had absolutely no idea how they entered the kitchens. Sirius on the other hand had trodden this route many a time when his stomach had begun to growl at an odd hour. So before he knew it Remus was dragged into the vast kitchen, and the invisibility cloak had been whipped from around his shoulders.
As the boys moved forwards a crowd of eager houselves rushed towards them. Sirius grinned; he had an incredibly close relationship with them. In other words they were completely charmed by him, and were all too eager to provide everything he wanted. The items ranged from an extra Yorkshire pudding after Sunday dinner, to a huge chocolate cake on his birthday.
"Master Sirius, so lovely to see you again. And you have brought a friend with you." The elf at the front of the group squeaked with a grin.
"It's lovely to see you too Florry, this is Remus..."
Sirius would have continued however he was cut off by squeals of, "hello master Remus", "how nice to meet you master Remus". And finally loudest of all "we've heard so much about you from master Sirius, he talks about you all the time, always complimentary of course." This came from the tiniest houself Remus had ever seen, she was barely bigger than a new born baby and stood only a foot away from Remus' left shoe. He shot Sirius a questioning look, the other boy chuckled.
"Don't get your knickers in a twist Rem; I talk about Peter and James just as much."
"My knickers are perfectly fine thank you very much. Now if I'm not mistaken we did actually come here for a reason." Remus huffed.
"Oh, yeah, right."Sirius turned his attention to the eagerly awaiting crowd, "who wants to make hot chocolate?"
Around half an hour, and two steaming mugs of rather delicious hot chocolate later, Sirius announced that he could not stay awake a moment longer. Remus was incredibly pleased to hear this as he had barely been able to keep his eyes open since his first sip. So the two bid their farewells (Sirius taking another mug "for the road"), and left the kitchen. Once again it was Remus who remembered to grab the invisibility cloak. No matter how tired they were he wasn't risking being caught out at this time of night.
They made their way back to Griffindor tower in companionable silence, both too tired to make small talk. Entering the dormitory, they heard muffled snores coming from the heap on Peter's bed. Both boys changed in silence and climbed into bed, drawings the curtains around them. As Remus' head hit the pillow, Sirius' voice cut through the silence.
"Hey Rem, you still want me to ask Peter next time?"
Remus smiled, "No, I'll come. That was really good hot chocolate."
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