Prompt: The Marauders decide to crash Lily's hen night
Lily whoops as she sees Marlene twirl past her, followed by a very handsome blonde, and resists the urge to ditch the bloke who bought her a drink five minutes ago and follow her friend onto the dance floor. The music pounds through the club and the redhead can feel it reverberating through her as she finishes off her pint.
"Want to dance?" The bloke - Sam, she thinks she heard - holds out a hand and within a moment they're in the middle of the pack, dancing to Seventeen and trying not to lose sight each other. It's inevitable though and when Lily spinsand comes back to find that Sam has been replaced with Marlene and Emmeline, she isn't worried.
"Lily!" Mary yells as she comes crashing through the crowd, a few dark marks on her neck and hair that definitely hasn't been seen in the mirror for a while. The girls laugh as the blonde only just stops herself from falling by grabbing a hold of Lily and then they're dancing, crushed together but not caring. Dorcas finds them a few minutes later and then they're spinning, holding onto each other's hands for dear life and clearing a circle in the dance floor. Stumbling in heels too tall and not worried about skirts that are too short.
The music changes between punk and rock and electric and they don't leave the dance floor. Marlene, Dorcas and Mary have never heard most of the songs before and their dancing shows it. A few boys try to push in between the dancing girls but they're having none of it, for now, and only when Gary Glitter starts to play do they retire to the bar.
It had been Lily's idea to go out in muggle London and she's glad she chose that and not visiting a wizard club. Most wizard clubs are out of business now anyway and in muggle London she can forget that she's fighting in a war. It's just her and her friends getting drunk on her hen night before she marries the love of her life in a week. She pushes the veil her friends had forced on her at the beginning of the night out of her face and slams her shot glass onto the bar counter top, cheering as Emmeline and Dorcas clear their rounds too.
"To Lily and James!" Another five shots are handed to them and Marlene makes the toast, the five girls clinking their glasses together before downing the drinks. Lily knows that tomorrow she probably won't be able to tell James from a broomstick but that's tomorrow and so she doesn't worry about it.
"To the dance floor!"
"Again?"
"Yes! Of course."
"Come on you lazy arse."
"We're at a muggle club! Get your groove on!"
"Groove it on the dance floor, oh yeah, groove, groovy, groove." Lily laughs as they all pile onto the dance floor again and soon the strobe lighting and the sound of Pink Floyd means Emmeline's snogging someone right in the middle of the dance floor and Dorcas seems to think she's sandpaper and the bloke she's dancing with is rough wood.
"We made a rule of no shagging right?" Mary yells to Lily, even though she's standing right next to her.
"Yeah girl!" Marlene replies for her and Lily is about to add her own response when she feels two arms slip around her waist and warm breath tickle her neck. Ready to elbow whoever it is in the guts and then stamp on their head with her brown strapped heels, Lily pauses in bringing her elbow forwards when she recognizes the feel of the lanky body pressed against her and the voice whispering in her ear.
"No shagging? That's a right shame, I might protest that rule." Lily grins as she turns around and comes face to face with her fiance.
"Like you've protested every other?"
"Well, I do have a track record." He winks and he leans forward to press his lips to hers when Lily's hand slams into his chest and he's stopped in the process. When he spots where her eyes are trained he realizes why.
"What…" Lily looks back at him for a second and then back up at his head. "Are you serious?"
"Nah, Sirius is the one in the dog's tail." James grins and then she lets him lean forwards and they're kissing, nudged by dancers around them but not caring because his hands are on her back and hers are clutching at his shirt.
"Lily! No shagging!" The exasperated voice of Marlene breaks them apart and the couple look at the blonde, standing next to Mary still.
"This isn't shagging, sweetie." James yells back.
"Semantics! This is a hen night, aka no males allowed."
"I beg to differ." And Lily's absolute prat of a fiance points to the five pairs of antlers on his head. "This is a stag night."
"One lonely stag." Mary replies. Which is when a dark shape comes barreling towards them and Lily and James are almost knocked off of their feet.
"He made the joke! You made the joke!" It's Sirius and Lily realizes James was speaking literally when he said Sirius was the one in the dog's tail. Attached to his trouser's waist band is a black furry tail, that looks suspiciously realistic, and on his head - Merlin, what am I marrying into?! she thinks - are two, also very realistic, dog ears. "It is astag night! Lily, we are on a stag night. Do you get the joke?" His words are all jumbled together and spilling out at once and Lily suspects Sirius has had a lot more to drink than she and her friends. Then again, this is only a tad weirder than Sirius' normal behavior.
"Padfoot, everyone gets the bloody joke, alright? Those muggle birds you told outside got the joke!"
"You realize you guys are ruining Lily's hen night, right?" They've been pushed to the edge of the dance floor and James slings an arm around Lily's waist as they try to catch Marlene's words. "You are hijacking it."
"We are not!" Sirius sounds outraged and he looks around, as if expecting back up. Supposedly though, Lily sighs, the other two pillocks are here as well.
"Lily doesn't mind, do you Lils?" James pouts.
"Hen night! Females. Only." Mary emphasizes. If she's honest, Lily's completely fine with the Marauders staying. James' arm around her waist is a much better feeling than dancing up against some random stranger. But at the same time it is her hen night and she knows it's rare that they get a free night like this, everything in consideration.
"One song," she decides. "One song and then you have to scram. Got it?" She sends James a stern look but it's hopeless trying to get Sirius to listen. He has spotted Remus and Peter heading towards them and he is jumping up on down on the spot. The other two Marauders sport similar get ups to James and Sirius; Peter has a rat's tail attached to his arse and a poorly painted rats face and Remus wears a plastic wolf mask and a tail too, although he's pushed the wolf mask on top of his head.
"One song?" Marlene muses for a second. "Alright, one song. Get your booty's on the dance floor!" James doesn't waste a second in obeying and he whisks Lily to the dance floor and in her waistcoat and shorts, with his eyes on her as they dance, she has never felt more sexy.
"You're a right pillock James Potter!" Lily Evans yells as he throws his arms above his head in a mild representation of the letter 'M'. The black haired boy grins and pulls one of the antler sets off his head, planting it promptly onto Lily's.
"It suits your veil!"
"Absolute pillock!" She repeats, laughing as her arms wildly flail into an 'A'.
"If it makes you feel any better, you look like a right pillock too!" He takes a step closer to her and they make 'Y'. "A really sexy pillock."
"Just one song Potter, and you know the rules." He rolls his eyes and instead of making a 'C' he pulls her close and as she shuts her eyes, Lily knows she couldn't wish for a better man to love her.