A/N- READ THIS—IT'S NOT OVER! Silly fanficcers, you forgot to read my author's note thingamabob. I repeat, it's not over yet. In fact, it's not over 'til it's over, which will be when I write "the end" at the bottom of the page. Which will (sadly) be soon :cries: but NOT YET! In fact, here is chapter 61! Anyone want to be on what chapter number I'll get up to? Hehe, read on! And by the way, I will do a morning after chapter, so even when the night is over, the story won't quite be over yet.

While Harry, Sirius, Lupin, Ginny, Fred, and George were investigating Ron and Hermione's escapades, and Professor Snape stormed off to do who knows what, Pansy, Draco, Cissa, Lucius, Oliver, Katie, Angelina, Alicia, Professor Dumbledore, and Professor McGonagall remained up in the Astronomy Tower. "Professor Snape, mother?" Draco repeated for what seemed like the hundredth time to everyone else in the room, "What would ever provoke you to do something so…disgusting?"

"Well I hate Sirius Black, and I hated his stupid friends as well, so it seemed only right to do the only thing I could to make them leave Severus alone. Of course, it didn't work so well, but I did try. But not to worry, your father has managed to completely overshadow that less than wonderful experience through his shagging expertise," Cissa said, leaving Draco with an unpleasant mental picture in his head.

"Thank you, but I've had enough. I really don't need anymore unpleasant mental pictures," he said, thinking of all the appalling things he had witnessed that night. Lucius sniggered at his son's dilemma, but he knew exactly how he felt. The image of Sirius and Remus snogging was now probably permanently impressed in his brain.

Draco was tempted to tell his father that he had no right to laugh, having actually had to kiss Sirius that night, but knew that he would suffer more abuse than just words if he even came close. With that in mind, he decided it would be better if he just left.

"I'm going to bed. I've simply had enough," he said decisively, "I'll see you all (unfortunately) in the morning." And with that, he walked out of the Astronomy Tower. "See you!" Pansy called to the group remaining, and she followed Draco out, apparently unable to spend more than five seconds at any place he wasn't.

"I never thought I'd say it," Angelina said, eyes widening, "But I think Draco Malfoy had the right idea. Wanna turn in, Alicia? Maybe we'll run into Fred and George in the common room." Alicia agreed, and the two of them started to walk out. "Hey, wait for me!" Katie exclaimed, jumping up to join them, leaving Oliver no choice but to follow the three girls back to the Gryffindor dorms.

"Well that's that then," Lucius said, seeing that everyone but Dumbledore and McGonagall had now left, "Cissa, shall we?" Cissa nodded, but suddenly remembered that they weren't sharing a room. She was sharing with Ally Sinistra, and Lucius was, unfortunately, sharing with Snape, who would undoubtedly not be pleased to see him.

Lucius seemed to realize this at the same time as his wife. "Sevvie knows what's good for him. He'll just have to apologize, that's all," he said, and he grabbed her arm and pulled her out of the room. He didn't want to have to spend any longer than he had to with that fool of a Headmaster.

The Headmaster, however, had no problem with this mentality. He didn't particularly enjoy the company of Lucius Malfoy either. "Well Minerva, we appear to be alone," Dumbledore said finally, after a minute of silence following the departure of the Malfoys had passed.

Professor McGonagall blushed. "Yes, I suppose we do," she said, looking around the now deserted Astronomy Tower, "So…should we, erm, return to our rooms?" Professor Dumbledore chuckled and stroked his beard. "There's hardly a point, my dear Professor," he said thoughtfully, "We may as well remain up here until morning…as a sort of Astronomy Tower guard, I should think."

"You do have a point, Albus," McGonagall replied, noticing the ever-present twinkle in his eyes, "And we wouldn't want to skirt our duties, of course." Dumbledore nodded vehemently. "Quite right," he said pleasantly, "I see we see eye to eye." McGonagall was the one to nod this time. "Yes, we do," she said, looking deep into Dumbledore's magical eyes and imagining all the things they could do in the Astronomy Tower before it came time for breakfast.

Meanwhile, Sirius and Lupin were making their way back to Lupin's room, where Sirius was, of course, staying the night. "Hey Remmie, I totally forgot we're just wearing boxers, did you?" he asked, looking down in surprise to see only his red silk boxers. Lupin's eyebrows seemed poised to jump off his head when he looked down to see just his navy boxers with the white hearts.

"Why didn't somebody tell us to put some clothes on!" he asked, shocked that they had gotten through the entire Astronomy Tower affair without having put on their clothes. Naturally, Sirius had an answer to that question. "Well, we were obviously too stunningly sexy for them to want us to cover up," he said, proud of coming up with such a good reason.

Lupin laughed. Sirius never failed to keep him entertained. But he had never managed to figure out how the man never seemed to lose any energy. Here it was, considerably past midnight, and Sirius was still completely wound up. "So Remmie, whatcha wanna do now?" he asked when they finally reached Lupin's quarters and stepped inside.

"Sleep, Sirius," he said, shaking his head at his best friend once again, "I want to sleep! Do you have any idea what time it is, or are you just immune to the effects of a lack of adrenaline?"

Sirius grinned broadly. "No, I know exactly what time it is, Moony! Time to PARRRTY!" he said, a hint of a smirk on his flawless face. Lupin rolled his eyes. He loved Sirius, really he did, but sometimes the man didn't know when to stop. "No, it's time to sleep," he said, trying to make his point gently. Unfortunately, gently didn't seem to work well on Sirius, who completely ignored him and began to dance around the room in his boxers.

Sighing, Lupin decided there was only one way to make his point. "Go to bed, Sirius!" he shouted, pushing Sirius onto the bed, where he sat stunned for a minute. "Very kinky, Moony," he said, sniggering uncontrollably now, "I like it when you go all dominating on me."

Remus couldn't help laughing this time. "Go to sleep, Padfoot," he said, still laughing as he got into his bed. "Fine," Sirius relented, getting into the bed that had been put in on his account still sniggering at the thought of his last remark, "But I'm telling you, you're missing out on a whole lot of Sirius fun."

"Only at four o'clock in the morning is a Sirius/serious joke funny," Lupin said, laughing again while he turned out the lights. Sirius nodded his understanding. Jokes involving his name did tend to get very overdone very fast. "You know what else is funny at four o'clock in the morning?" he asked, unable to stop himself from talking. Unfortunately for him, Lupin tended to fall asleep the moment his head hit the pillow, and was not awake to hear Sirius say, "Me!" and continue to snigger until he finally fell asleep.

Down in the dungeons, though, Snape and Lucius were not having quite so pleasant a time. "I still can't believe you shagged my wife," Lucius said as he stripped down to his boxers and brushing his long blonde hair lovingly. Snape glared at him. Shagging Narcissa Malfoy because the Marauders had made fun of him was not one of his prouder memories, and he wished that Lucius would just let it go.

"I still can't believe you won't shut up about it," Snape said, happily putting on one of his several pairs of black boxers and throwing his sheet toga on the ground. "I'll shut up when you apologize," Lucius drawled calmly. "I'll apologize when you shut up!" Snape retorted irritably. "I'll shut up when you apologize!" Lucius shouted. "I'll apologize when you shut up!" Snape shouted back.

"Ah screw it," Lucius said finally. He was satisfactorily reassured by his wife's comments that he didn't care all that much about something that had happened so long ago. He was confident that he was much better than Snape was anyway. "Alright," Snape said, jumping on the opportunity to forget about it, "Goodnight Lucius."

"Goodnight Severus," Lucius said. It sounded like a rather condescending tone to Snape, but he decided it was best not to mention that. He didn't want to get into another yelling match with the king of evil glares.

Meanwhile, Ally Sinistra and Cissa were getting ready for bed as well, talking about the events of the evening. "So how was the rest of your night?" Cissa asked politely as she changed into a pink tank top that added a slight bit of color to her pale skin, and a matching pair of pink underwear. Ally smiled. Cissa was always perfectly nice; she didn't know how she had ended up with someone as unpleasant as Lucius Malfoy.

"Quite good, actually," she answered, "I had an excellent time with Severus before we were interrupted. And once he left to go 'stop some Gryffindors from having a good time' or whatever he said, I had a nice time remaining at the dance as a chaperone. It was pretty entertaining actually. Hagrid started the whole crowd doing the Electric Slide at one point; you should have seen it!"

Cissa laughed. The idea of Hagrid doing the Electric Slide was almost too funny to imagine. "How was your night, Cissy?" Ally returned the question graciously. "Good," the blonde replied, "Good. I played some interesting games up in the Astronomy Tower. Suck and Blow, Spin the Bottle…oh, I saw Sirius Black and Remus Lupin snogging; that was interesting. It was definitely an interesting night all around."

Both women climbed into bed when Cissa had finished talking. Cissa was about to turn off the lights when a thought occurred to her. "Hey, did you and Sevvie actually do it?" she asked curiously. Ally Sinistra gave her a look that plainly said no.

"We were about to," she said, a hint of disappointment in her voice, "But then, you know, the Headmaster summoned us to the Great Hall, and we missed our chance to actually do it. It's a shame, too, because he seemed like he'd have been really sexy." Cissa shook her head, giggling. "Don't worry," she said as she turned out the lights, "You didn't miss much."