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At about midnight, Sirus, Remus, and Peter were sitting in the common room, the former writing something down, while the latter two played a game of exploding snap. They heard someone stumble down the stairs.

"Oh a bottle o' Whiskey, a bottle of Rum

And I'm in the mood to be with your mum.

Oh how I would like to make her howl and moan

But I can't because I'm just drinking alone

Drinking alone, Drinking alone,

I've nothing to do but go drinking alone."

James was loudly and drunkenly singing. As he was about to enter the second verse, Sirius interrupted.

"Oh shut up, Prongs, you'll have the whole house awake in a second!"

"Did you make that up yourself, Prongs? Drunk and all? That's pretty impressive," Peter said, awestruck.

"I swear, James, if you throw up, I'll hex you senseless," Remus consoled with a concerned look on his face.

"Is Potter drunk?" Lily Evans had walked down stairs. James turned to look at her, taking in her beauty in a drunken state of euphoria. Her auburn hair fell midway down her back, the firelight dancing off it. Her emerald, almond shaped eyes were bloodshot with weariness. She was dressed only in a small white t-shirt and some very short shorts, revealing her long legs and her almost hourglass shaped body.

"I swear, I'll report him if he's drunk."

"Why hello there, beautiful," James slurred. "Why don't you dress like this more often?" He began to stumble over to her, and then blacked out into her arms.

"Is - is he okay?" Lily asked concernedly. Remus proceeded to take James from her arms and set him on the couch.

"Sorry you had to see him like that, Lily," Remus said, avoiding her eyes.

"Oh, don't worry about it, I wouldn't expect anything less from that scumbag."

"That wasn't as bad as your usual insults, sweet Lillian. I think he's winning you over," Sirius told her, just waiting for her to explode.

"You had better watch your fucking mouth, Black, or I swear I'll get Jess down here to kick your ass."

"Go get her, please. I would like to have a talk with her." Sirius shook his dark hair out of his eyes. "In all honestly, Evans, I need to tell her something."

Lily stared at him. "Fine, I'll get her. You'll get what's coming to you."

The three conscious Marauders remained downstairs for another forty five minutes, but Lily never came back down. They decided to leave James down on the couch, siting that if he were to throw up, at least he wouldn't do it in their dorm. Peter almost protested, but decided against it.

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James woke up in a cold sweat and ran up into the bathroom in his room. After vomiting his brains out, he looked at the clock. 5:47. He might as well shower and get dressed. He flushed the toilet and turned on the shower.

At 6:12, James got out of the shower, brushed his teeth, and changed into a pair of black jeans and a Rolling Stones shirt. The shirt was black with the emblem that Andy Worhol and designed for them in the center. He grabbed his wand and proformed a quick hangover curing spell. Then he headed down to breakfast.

He honestly didn't expect anyone else to be there, seeing as how at this point it was about half past six. However, there were two fifth year Gryffindor girls down at breakfast, as well as a few Slytherins and a couple Hufflepuff boys. James headed down to sit with the other Gryffindors.

"Morning, ladies," he said with a grin. The girls blushed and smiled. James began to shovel food onto his plate. He looked up at the two girls. One of them was very good looking. No Evans or Brown of course, but good looking all the same. Why haven't I met her before?

"James Potter, and you are?" he said, smoothly. This was rather routine for James and Sirius, picking up and dropping off girls as they pleased. Remus preferred not to, he got a lot more attatched to girls.

"I'm Casey," said the good looking girl. She had shoulder length brown hair, pulled back in a bun with a few strands of hair hanging down into her face. A few freckles dotted her face, and her nose looked as though it may have been broken. She had beautiful light blue eyes.

"I'm -" Casey's friend told James her name, but he didn't actually hear her.

"Nice to meet you both," he said, but only looking at Casey.

"Casey, you have the most beautiful eyes. Do you want to go for a walk around the castle tonight?" James was turning on the charm. No one could resist the Potter charm, except Evans. Even Jess had gone with him for a few weeks, and she was the best shag that he'd had yet.

"But wouldn't we get in trouble?"

"Only if we got caught, dearest."

"Well, okay I guess," she said, smiling at him.

"Meet me in the common room at nine thirty, okay?" James ran a hand through his hair.

"Okay, that sounds great."

"So, you girls are in fifth year, right?"

"Yeah," Casey's friend responded.

"Oooh, O.W.L. year. I have to warn you, most students find it pretty tough. Me and Sirius somehow managed to get through the exams okay. I have to go get ready for school, love, I'll see you at half-past nine."

"Bye, James," the girls said together. As he walked out of the hall, they turned to eachother.

"Can you believe it, Case, the James Potter just asked you out!"

"Yeah, he did. Damn, he's sexy! I just couldn't help but go with him, you know?"

"Yes, I understand, hun."

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James walked up to Gryffindor Tower feeling somewhat better. This girl wasn't a sure shag, but he was sure that she would be a great snog. He gave the password (flobber worm) and walked up to the sixth year boy's room.

"It is a grand morning, my fellow Marauders, is it not?" James saw that it was a little past seven. "Get up, you lazy gits."

"Prongs, you had better get the fuck out before I have to get out of bed and make you get the fuck out," Sirius grumbled from behind closed curtains.

"Yeah, Prongs, Fuck off!" Remus said in agreement.

"Fine, I know when I'm not wanted."

He grabbed his school bag and headed back down to the common room. He proceeded to sit down in his favorite armchair by the fire. He pulled out his N.E.W.T. Transfiguration book from his bag. Transfiguration was his best class by far.

"Potter, please tell me you aren't taking Transfiguration as well," Jess moaned.

"Come now, Jess, don't act disapointed. You know I'm the best shag that you ever had."

"I'm not denying that you're good in the sack, James, I'm just saying that I hate you."

"Ahh, I must ask myself: What do I value more? Sex or the trust and high esteem of Jessica Brown?"

"Shut up, James," Jess said, grinning.

"Jess," James said, taking on a more serious attitude. "I really must tell you something, about that scumbag you call your boyfriend."

"James, please don't talk about Antony like that."

"We saw him cheating on you, Jess. Wait, let me finish. We were getting off the train a little late because Sirius had a rather entertaining activity prepared for us, and we got in the last carriage that there was. The lights were really dim, and when we turned them on, we saw your boyfriend and some girl. Sarah, I think it was. Well, anyways, Sirius got Antony rather peeved by dropping your name, and then the four of us kindly asked him to exit the carriage. I'm sorry, Jess, but I think they were fixing to shag."

"James, don't lie to me. I know you're just trying to get me to like your friend, Black, but I can't believe you would do this. Lily's right, your an ass hole." She screamed at him with tears in her eyes.

"But.. Jess.." it was too late, she got up to leave, then turned around. James was about to say something when she slapped him right across the face.

"I don't think that was grounds for a slap, Brown. Bitch!" he screamed at the retreating girl. Sirius is right though, she does have an ass on her.

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The drinking alone song was written by my buddy Nate.