Hello Again Readers Of My Shit! I bring you yet another chapter of the crap-tacular story that is Love Story for Remus Lupin. Thank you for reading this, by the way.

Disclaimer: I'm a 14 year old girl. Do you seriously think I own Harry Potter?

Adrianna's POV.

Oh my Merlin. I'm going to a party, where there most likely will be alcohol, and Remus Lupin is going to be there. I might scream with joy.

"Addy, you do realise you're just looking into space?" Harry piped up.

"I was not thinking about Remus. CRAP!"

"So, as for the party tonight, who's going?"

"For the millionth time, Bee, I don't know. Sirius just said be at the room of requirement at midnight!"

"Fine. But I'm not drinking." said Bianca.

"Look, I've apologised for what I did!" cried Harriet.

"You pushed me into bath in the prefects bathroom! But you couldn't just have stopped there. Oh no. You tied me up with Slytherin scarves and left me in the old girls toilets! I woke up to Myrtle laughing in my face." said Bianca, evidently still pissed off.

"I said I was sorry! Bloody hell."

"I'm still not drinking, Harry."

"Then I guess some of this will go to waste." Harry said, gliding over to her bed before kneeling down and pulling out a wide chest. She opened it and it was full of firewhiskey.

"I don't even want to begin to think where you got that from."

"It's a secret, my dear Addy!" she squealed.

"Me go to party?" Kristina asked.

"Yes. You go to party." Harry chuckled.

"What in box?" She said, peering to see what the chest contained.

"Firewhiskey, my dear Kristina. Would you like to try it?" Harry grinned.

"Da. In Russia, we has firewhiskey. I ... um ... handle well, da!"

"So you can hold your drink?" Harriet asked innocently.

"Da. I hold drink well."

"Here then. Try it." Harry smirked, handing her a bottle. She opened it and inhaled the smell that I know far too well. Many a time have I dragged Harry's arse to bed at 2 in the morning after her and Sirius have had a drinking contest.

Anyway, Kristina lifted the bottle to her lips and began to drink. Harriet was about to take it off her, but Kristina held up her hand and carried on drinking until the bottle was empty. Harry stood there, mouth gaping.

"Damn! Girl holds her whiskey almost as well as me!"

"Harry. You can't hold your whiskey." I laughed.

4 HOURS LATER!

We've just arrived at the room of requirement. Harriet somehow managed to cart her huge chest of alcohol down from our room without making noise I'll never know. Anyway, we're here now, and the only people here are us and Lily.

"Thank God! Thought I'd be on my bloody own for a minute then." Lily cried. Kristina laughed at Lily's dramatic acting.

"Well, we're here now! And looky what I got!" Harry squealed, sounding like a child with a lollipop, before she opened up the chest that she had dumped in the corner.

"Do I even want to know where you got that lot from?" Lily asked, raising her eyebrow.

"We didn't. We just left that question wide open." I laughed. Lily chuckled before the door swung open, revealing 3 figures, one of them carrying a huge chest, similar to Harry's.

"LILY! OH HOW I MISSED YOU SO!" James cried, running over to her. He was met with a wand pointed at her nose.

"I suggest if you still want your balls where they are now, you don't step one foot further." Lily said with a twinkle of mischief in her eyes.

"I'm devastated for you mate. Now can we get this party started or not? I've spent a whole five minutes without drinking. I might as well be bloody sober!" Sirius cried. I raised my eyebrow in confusion.

"He was drinking in our room. Smart arse here," He said, pointing at James. "Gave him a bottle of firewhiskey and dared him to drink the whole thing."

"He threw up in the bath! I nearly cried." James laughed.

"Kristina did that as well. But minus the vomit. Looks like girl can hold her drink better than you, Sirius!" laughed Harry.

"HOLD ON!," screamed Sirius. "We need music!"

Out of nowhere, a muggle record player appeared and began to play some muggle pop music. Bianca and Harriet, being muggle-born, began to jump up an down squealing. They must know this song.

"OH MY GOD! I frigging love this song!" squealed Harry, and she began to dance.

The sound of two girls singing was blasting out of the speakers. Bianca just stood there, casually miming the words. Sirius grabbed James' wrist and dragged him to the place where Harry was. I would call it a dancefloor, except it was just a bit of floor they'd claimed for dancing. Sirius and James began to dance the most daft dance ever and they both pulled Bianca towards them. She squealed as they tried to dance with her. Me and Harriet were crying with laughter. I looked over at Remus and watched him bite his lip, trying not to laugh. Damn! That looks so frigging hot. He looks so damn attractive.

END OF CHAPTER EIGHT.

I know it's like super short, and most likely a steaming pile of Elephant shit, but the next chapter is going to be super hilarious (I hope!) Feel free to flame me for it's shortness, and it's lateness.

Hugs and Butterfly Kisses,

Girl-with-no-name x