A/N I don't own Harry Potter

Written for Hogwarts School of Witchcraft & Wizardry (Speed Drabble)
Prompts: "Is it even worth trying?" "Now I remember why I hate things like this" "red" "condition" and "wine."

"Shhh! Are you trying to get us all caught Wormtail!"

"Sorry James."

There was a scuffling sound and then two boys appeared out of thin air.

"How come you two always get the cloak?" Sirius complained, stepping out of the shadows.

"Because, dear Padfoot, the cloak is mine. It belongs to me, and we all know that if Wormtail got caught he'd blurt out the truth and get us all in trouble."

"I'm an awful liar too" muttered Remus, joining the other boys in the corridor.

"Yeah, but all the teachers trust you Moony."

"Let's just get this over and done with."

"Not feeling adventurous tonight Moony?"

"If we get caught we'll be in so much trouble! I mean, is it even worth trying? We could just steal stuff from the kitchens."

"Breaking into McGonagall's office to steal her alcohol is definitely worth it." Sirius grinned wickedly. "C'mon Moony, it'll be fun!"

The operation proceeded. James and Sirius made Peter stand guard and then dragged a reluctant Remus into the large office. James pointed his wand at the large cupboard and whispered "Alohomora". The door sprung open, revealing a shelf full of bottles.

Sirius eagerly grabbed a few bottles and poured their contents into the spare bottles they had brought with them. Unable to resist he took a rink from one of the bottles.

"Mmm. So much better than that cheap stuff we always smuggle in from Hogsmeade. That's good wine that is."

"Gimme some!" James grabbed the bottle out of Sirius' hands. "Yum"

Remus sighed and attempted to stop them from drinking anymore, but in only a short time they had consumed enough alcohol to be considered completely drunk.

"You want some Remus?" Sirius slurred. "This wine's in proper good condition." He slumped over and started to snore.

"Yeah." Remus thought it was surprising that James was still aware of his surroundings. "Wine's red like Lily's hair. But Lily's prettier than wine. Wine tastes good though. I wish I knew hwat Lily tasted like."

"Ugh." Remus groaned. "Look, I'll tidy up this mess and then you can go to bed okay?" He suddenly froze. Peter was talking to someone outside. Remus cast a disillusionment charm on James, shoved all the bottles back in the cupboard, locked it, and then, as the door began to open, jumped on Sirius and pulled the cloak over them.

He heard someone enter the room and held his breath, waiting for them to leave. Fortunately they did, after only a short while, and Remus began to breathe again. Until he realised what an awkward position he was in. Sirius was draped over him, asleep, and so close that Remus could feel his breath on his cheek. He tried to push Sirius off him but froze as the other boy's eyes slipped open.

"Sirius?"

And that was all he could say before Sirius' lips crashed onto his. It was amazing, pure bliss, until Sirius rolled off him and started snoring again.

Remus sighed and levitated him and James back to the dorm where Peter was waiting. He slipped into bed, wondering whether Sirius would remember anything in the morning.