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The room was empty as he glanced around in anticipation. James dropped the bottles onto the table in front of his friends, grinning like a fool. "Here it is boys. There are 16 bottles here. Remus, you're drinking tonight," he held up his hand to silence the boys protests. "I don't want to hear it. This is our last night before the holiday ends and everyone's drinking."

He nudged the sandy haired boy in the ribs gently and tossed him a bottle of fire whiskey. Sirius' eyes lit up as he eyed the bottles appreciatively. "Sixteen?" He asked, grinning wider. "That'll be five for me" he pulled five towards him, shoving four into his pockets, and popping the cap off the fifth to take a large swig. "And five for you and Moony. So that leaves one for peter because he's a lightweight!" He grinned at his not so ingenious plan.

The mood in the room was light as they sat drinking firewhiskey after firewhiskey. Sirius leaned back in his chair and let out an enormously long belch as he smacked his lips happily, feeling tipsy as he did so. The group erupted into laughter and Peter patted Sirius on the back. "Nice one Sirius!" He chimed. "Slow down Padfoot," Remus warned him wearily, ignoring the unopened bottles in front of him.

"I plan to do exactly that!" Sirius chimed, reaching across the table to grab another heavy bottle. He popped the cap and downed the liquid, hiccuping as he finished the last drops of the burning liquid. He let out another loud belch and eyed Remus' unopened bottles appreciatively.

The werewolf sighed and pushed the bottles over towards him. "I don't feel right in helping you forget who you are in the morning." James clapped Remus on the back, downing his 6th bottle. "Oh don't worry about it Rem," he said, hiccuping, "Sirius has trouble remembering who he is when he's sober." Sirius glowered at him, "I'll have you know my name is Alberic Grunnion!"

Peter and James burst into laughter, Remus shaking his head at the stupidity of the boy.

Loosening his tie, James tossed it onto the floor, leaning comfortably back in his chair. They watched, drinking and laughing, as first years fled by in fear of the rowdy boys.

The laughter slowly died down and the mood seemed to be settling in. "Truth or Dare, Remus?" James asked, breaking the silence. "I..What?" Remus asked him, stupefied. Sirius lay on the floor, holding his sides as he snickered. "He said truth or dare Rem! Come on, pick one."

"I guess...Truth.." Remus said hesitantly. James pondered for a moment, considering his question carefully. "Is it true you slept with Maryce in Ravenclaw?" They leaned in, watching as his eyes widened and he began to stutter. "You didn't!" Sirius gawked at him, unbelievably drunk.

Reaching over, he slapped him the back, making the boy choke and stutter more. "Why didn't you tell us mate?! Congratulations." Remus groaned and ducked away from them. "I didn't say anything!" He said, but the boys had moved on. "Remus, it's your turn!"

Remus shook his head and picked himself up on the floor. "I will not be participating in your childish games," He said, sitting down in the chair farthest from their activity. "Truth or dare, Sirius," Peter piped in. Both boys turned their attention to him, twin grins plastered their faces. Sirius picked another bottle up from the table and took a large drink. "Dare," he finally replied. "I dare you to...touch that girls arse in the corner!" He said, giggling.

James eyes widened and he narrowed his eyes at Peter. "I don't think that's appropriate Peter!" Sirius snorted as he lifted himself slowly from the chair, swaying as he did so. "Done." He swaggered over towards the group of fifth years huddled in the corner.

He slid down onto the couch, nestling himself between two blushing girls. Leaning over, he whispered softly into his target's ear, making her giggle and squeal in delight. Slowly his hand made its way down her body. He turned his head back and smirked at Peter. James shook his head as Sirius turned his attention back to the girl. He slipped away from the swooning girl who stared at him longingly and staggered back cockily towards his friends.

He slumped down beside James and draped his arm around his shoulder. James narrowed his eyes, seething quietly. "Your. Turn. Padfoot." Sirius cocked his eyebrow at the murderous look on James face but shrugged it off. "Alright, James, truth or dare?" He raised his hand, attempting to point at James, but the room was spinning and he couldn't think coherently.

Clenching his fists at his sides, James replied heatedly, "Dare." He crossed his arms tightly over his chest and glared at the group of girls who were watching them curiously. Sirius began picking up empty bottles, shaking them, checking for any drops of firewhiskey. "I dare you to kiss Remus," he told James nonchalantly. Both James and Remus' eyes had popped out of their heads, as they stared at the dark haired bloke in shock. Remus set down the book he was pretending to be interested in and attempted to glare at Sirius."Is that it?" James asked, getting to his feet.

A small smirk began to form on his face as he closed the distance between himself and Remus. "You look scared Moony," James cooed, staring down into his hazel eyes. Remus turned his head, embarrassed, and in an attempt to escape the alcoholic scent seeping from the boys mouth. "I'm not bloody scared. This is silly James, go sit back down," he demanded of the boy, attempting to push him away.

James just shook his head, sliding his hand delicately underneath the smaller boy's chin, bringing his eyes reluctantly up to face him. He closed the distance even more, pressing their lips together delicately, ignoring the gasp which may have come from Sirius.

Remus involuntarily gasped as their lips collided. James pressed into him more, rubbing his tongue slowly along Remus' bottom lip. More gasps erupted around the room as all eyes were fixed on them. Dark steely gray eyes bore into the back of their heads as Sirius cleared his throat loudly. Reaching over, he grabbed James armed and wheeled him away from the flushed werewolf. "That's enough already!"

The girls in the room whimpered in protest quietly as the kiss ceased. James swayed, feeling dazed as he moved his eyes to the larger boy. He smirked gently, eying the boy apprehensively. "Weren't enjoying yourself Sirius?" Narrowing his eyes, Srius hissed out in a low voice, "Your turn James."

The night progressed as their frivolous game continued long into morning. James had dared Peter to streak through the common room, Peter had Sirius confessing he subscribed to Playwizard, and Sirius found out that James has a thing for woman with small breasts, much to his pleasure, seeing as he had small "breasts" himself.

The common room was nearly empty; Peter lay snoring, passed out on the floor, even though he had barley drank a drop. "Truth or Dare?" James asked Sirius, yawning as he did so. "Truth," Sirius replied, boredom evident in his reply. "Is it true your first kiss was with a boy?" Remus slowly lowered his book and stared out at the boys, listening carefully.

Sirius had stiffened slightly as he glanced around the room nervously, his eyes never falling on anything for more than a second. "I choose not to answer that." "Do you want to be known as a greasy git? The game is Truth or Dare Sirius, not chicken," James told him.

Sirius narrowed his eyes gently at the innocent plant in the far corner. "I'm not Snivellus," he paused for a moment, ignoring how Remus was slowly inching closer to them. "Yes, my first kiss was with a boy. His names was James Potter," he finished, smirking as he did so.

A small satisfied smile danced on the werewolves lips as he snapped his book shut. "He's a liar!" James yelled, jumping to his feet. Sirius stared up at James, raising his eyebrow, daring him to deny it again. "I'm sure Remus could vouch for me, right mate?" Remus' eyes sparkled softly in the light as he smiled over at his friend. "I know nothing Sirius, sorry to be of no help."

The soft sound of teeth grinding could be heard as James clenched his fists at his sides. He glared murderously at the gawking girls watching them. Suddenly James lunged forward, pushing Sirius backwards over the chair and pinning him to the ground. The surprised boy gasped as they tumbled back and James hovered over him, panting gently.

"Y...You made me spill my whiskey you git!" He stuttered, still in shock. Remus watched the scene in front of him, amusement flickering in his eyes. "I don't know what happened between you two; but I can vouch for you if you do it now," he said, secrecy glimmering in his hazel eyes.

"R..Remus!" They said in unison. He shrugged gently and tucked the book underneath his arm. "You two are hopeless idiots," he told them bluntly. Sirius snorted softly and reached up, curling his fingers tightly in the raven locks on the back of James head. "I am no idiot," Sirius stated. Everyone in the common room was on the edge of their seats, the girls swooning. The hand on the back of James head gave a small push as Sirius drove James head down to meet his lips.

The hesitant moments passed quickly as James' hand found its way into Sirius' messy black hair, the other hand resting gently on his jaw. The room faded around the boys as their tongues battled for dominance over the other. Their bodies rubbed together creating friction, groans escaped their lips as they groped at their uniforms, trying to tug anything off they could get their hands on.

A flash of red hair flew by them, followed by loud, obnoxious sobs. James jerked back against Sirius' grip on his hair, causing the boy underneath him to groan out in protest. "What's with the-" He followed James' gaze in time to see the red hair flying out the portrait hole. "Fuck," James and Sirius both muttered.

James slipped off Sirius, rolling to the side and letting his head fall back infront of his face. Closing his eyes he began muttering selective curse words under his breath over and over. Sirius shifted slightly, trying to calm the way his flesh had tingled moments before. "So, we'll get back to it then?" Sirius said, staring at him hopefully.

James eyes snapped open, his eyes flicking towards the boy beside him. "You stupid git!" Picking himself up off the floor, James retreated to the safety of the dormitories. Sirius blinked softly in confusion after him. He sighed softly and shook his head, grabbing Remus' hand as he hoisted him up. "Well, that was interesting," Remus remarked.

Sirius ignored Remus and followed James, pushing open the dormitory door. The loud familiar thwack was heard as he kicked off his large boots. The room was dark as he stumbled around, finally collapsing onto his bed. Closing his eyes, he allowed the affects of his alcohol binge to wear off. The weight on the bed sunk and Sirius could feel the warm breath of another against his neck.

"James?" He was granted a soft murmur in reply. Sirius closed his eyes once again as he felt the weight of his body pressing down against his own. "Sirius, you're a git, you know that?" James whispered, tracing the outlines of the boys lips with his own. He was rewarded with a small gasp and a feeble nod.

Slowly James began to trail his lips down, kissing the sensitive skin along the larger boys collarbone. Sirius hummed softly, leaning into the newly found affection. "I was sure you were angry at me," Sirius murmured. "Oh I am," the other boy replied. His hands slid down, undoing each button on Sirius' shirt, causing Sirius to squirm.

Th boy below James began to whimper as James pushed the silky material off his body. It was impossible to see the pale smooth skin of the boy below him, but his hands roamed, feeling it underneath his fingertips.

Sirius arched his back as the smaller boy began to place soft, burning kissing against his chest, trailing a small path down his stomach until he reached his naval. His tongue flicked out gently as he swirled it around the boys stomach, sliding his tongue back up the boys body.

Sirius' breath quickened, his back arching more and he groaned loudly as the the warmth of James mouth covered his nipple. Soft moans and whimpers filled the silent night as James licked, grazing his teeth softly over the hardening bud.

James pulled away and mimicked his actions with the other nipple, causing another loud moan to escape from the dark haired boys mouth. He pulled back and surveyed Sirius as he whithered beneath him.

"Please.." Sirius whispered quietly. James slowly moved his hands down the curves of his body. "Please!" He urged him. His hands roamed over the material of his pants, rubbing the growing bulge.

James could no longer deny the boy as he began to tug down the formal black pants. Sirius lay panting, shivering as the cold air washed over his exposed skin. Although the cold air caused him to shiver, the hot kisses James was placing over his exposed hips made his skin burn with desire. "Please," he whispered again, desperation on the edge of his words.

James tsked softly and shook his head at the boy. "You're not off the hook after what you did tonight," he murmured. James continued on his path, placing ravenous kisses along Sirius' hips, ignoring the soft pleads coming from the boy above.

Slowly he pulled back, looping his fingers underneath the red boxers the boy was sporting. "May I?" James whispered. Sirius' face by now was thoroughly flushed as he lay groaning and silently cursing the boy.

"Shut up Prongs and get to it!" Sirius insisted. A hollow laughed escaped James lips as he shook his head and began to slowly peel away the remaining clothes. James had seen Sirius naked plenty of times; they were boys after all. There was no shame in showering with your mates, but James had never taken notice of how Sirius' body was perfectly smooth and deliciously pale until now.

He hadn't cared to notice until now that the moonlight shone off Sirius' skin, making him glow, and the way his cock twitched when he gazed upon the boy. For a moment he was speechless as he drank in every inch of Sirius. It wasn't until Sirius began to squirm and whimper again that his attention was brought back to the present.

He hovered over Sirius, hesitant as to what to do. "I've...I've never done this before. Least not with anyone else.." he confessed. Sirius slowly opened his eyes and stared up at the nervous boy, feeling his eyes soften as he did so.

"You can't tell me you've never masturbated before," Sirius said, propping himself up. The blush on James face darkened. "Course you have," Sirius replied for him, "It's not as if you're quiet about it." James placed his hand onto the boys chest, pushing him down.

He pressed their lips together, silencing the boy from anymore embarrassing stories. "Shut up Padfoot," he murmured dangerously. James bit down on Sirius' bottom lip, causing him to gasp and his lips to part. The hand on Sirius' chest slowly began moving down until his fingertips were brushing against the boys cock, causing his hips to buck.

Sirius' moans could be heard, bouncing off the dormitory walls as the hand on his cock gradually began to stroke harder. "J..James.." Sirius moaned as his hips bucked, pumping himself in James hand. James had moved away from Sirius' lips as he trailed them down onto his jaw.

Sirius moaned and whimpered at the hungry kisses being placed along his jaw line. It has been so long since Sirius had felt another hand, other than his own. His hips rocked with the rhythmic movements James' hand was making. Suddenly he was cumming, hard and violently, spilling himself over James' hand. Sirius leaned back against James, whose eyes were wide, staring at the sticky mess dripping from his hands.

Small moans escaped Sirius' lips as his hips began to slow down now that James hand had ceased movement. They lay there, James watching the way Sirius' chest rose and fell. "I..I don't know where that came from," James finally spoke. "Don't talk Prongs." The silence settled between them, all that could be heard was the heavy breathing of the boys. "Padfoot?" Sirius grunted, obviously not wanting to be disturbed.

"Did you remember to put a silencing charm on the curtains?" Sirius opened his eyes slowly and stared at James. "I don't have a wand," he reminded him. Both boys shot up, tearing the curtains open to reveal and empty room.

Breathing a sigh of relief, they rearranged themselves, laying down next to each other. Quiet laughter filled the silence as Sirius allowed himself to breath, seeing that James wasn't panicking. "I'm still angry at you," James muttered. Sirius turned into James, wrapping his arms around the boy. "Of course you are James, of course you are." It didn't take long for both of them to fall asleep, listening to the sounds of their breathing, and hearts beating as one.