Sirius was getting impatient. Moony was never late! Sighing he got up; he'd have to get Harry himself. He opened the door and stumbled over a body lying across the doorway. Swearing he picked himself up and took another look at the man, unconscious, on the floor.
"Moony!"
Remus rolled over and groaned as Sirius carried his friend back into the house.
"Moony wake up!" he insisted, "Fine my wand is forced. Aguementi!"
"Arrgh. Padfoot!"
"Glad to know you're alive. Two questions; why were you passed out on the door-step and why are you semi-naked?" Sirius asked passing Remus a glass of water.
"Ow, my head. All I remember is going out with Tonks…"
"Well that would explain the naked part," muttered Sirius and his friend glared at him.
"Arrgh! The evil eyebrow raising of doom, have mercy!"
"Anyway… I also remember imbibing vast amounts of alcohol," finished Remus.
"English?"
"I drank too much Fire whiskey Padfoot," sighed the werewolf.
They were interrupted by Harry bursting through the door holding some blue material that, to Remus, seemed very familiar.
"Padfoot! Moony! Look what I found," Harry panted looking very pale.
"What is it, pup?" asked his Godfather
"This," Harry unfurled the cloth, "It's Tonks' t-shirt!"
Sirius groaned, "Not good," whilst Remus repeatedly hit his head against the wall saying
"Fire whiskey is bad," over and over again.