A/N: This will be the first of a series of Marauder-based ficlets/drabbles/one-shots. I got the idea because I A) wanted fluff B) wanted humour and C) there were no morning after fics... so this was born.
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"Eurgh..." Remus J. Lupin became aware of two things as he began his trip back to consciousness.
The pounding in his head. Bad, yes, but not unfamiliar.
The pounding in his ass. Disconcerting, and quite painful.
"Unh." Opening his eyes, Remus saw white hangings. 'Too bright,' muttered his mind dully.
Closing his eyes, Remus knew he must be in Sirius' bed. he was the only one with hangings charmed like that. But why?
Images flew unbidden before his eyes.
Him and sirius drinking bottle after bottle of firewhiskey.
Sirius pulling him close, kissing him passionatly.
Sirius dragging them to his bed, where they proceeded to-
His eyes flew open.
"SIRIUS BLACK!!! WHAT THE BLOODY HELL DID YOU DO TO MY ASS?!!!"
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Down in the common room, Sirius paled and ran for his life.
Or at least the life of the family jewels.