Hey, belated Halloween fic! This is a Halloween challenge from Cheyanne (Known on FF as Rag-Doll-Chey), if you like this; I set her a rather wonderful Remus/Draco slash challenge titled "Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous" which you should read. It involves humor, Hermione death, voyeur Snape, and, of course, Remus/Draco slashy goodness. Happy Halloween!

I do realize that no where in this challenge it states that this must be Sirius/Remus slash, but Cheyanne and I agree that these lines are perfect for our (slightly tipsy) boys. The Challenge is as follows: A Halloween fic consisting of the lines: 'Eye of Newt and Toe of Frog', 'Cauldron Cake', 'Not as old as we thought we were, are we now?' and 'Well pin a rose on your nose.'

WARNINGS: Cursing (of both kinds probably), old age sex, slash, lots of humorous drunken adults and a bit of underage drinking, as well as mentions of underage sex.

DISCLAIMER: I own them not. I am merely using them for my own and Cheyanne's sick, sadistic humor.

SUMMARY: Remus decides he's too old for Halloween, Sirius decides to show him otherwise.

On with the sex... I mean show! On with the show!

Happy Halloween, My Dear Marauder!

"Eye of Newt and Toe of Frog,

Tongue of Bat and Ear of Hog,

Mix it up and make a smog,

And then drink it like a –"

"Sirius, I fink you's drunk!" Giggled an equally inebriated harry Potter as Sirius squinted and sang cheerful Halloween songs. The half term this year fell with Halloween directly in the middle, so Harry, Hermione, and the Weasleys were at Grimmauld place to celebrate it with their favorite Azkaban escapee and Werewolf.

Sirius stumbled through to the Living Room to find said Werewolf sitting with a book in his lap, calmly ignoring the party going on around him.

"Remmie!" He whined, "Come play! Even Molly's drunk. That can't be good for the baby, but who cares! Ohh, want a Cauldron Cake?" Sirius proceeded to hand the werewolf what turned out to be a chocolate fudge cake. Remus gobbled it down ravenously.

"Go away, Sirius. We're too old to be celebrating Halloween like a bunch of kids." He said firmly, somehow sounding stern through a mouthful of chocolate fudge cake.

"What! Old? Me? Moony, I'm wounded, mortally wounded! Now, come and get incredibly sloshed with me and Harry and talk in loud voices about how your sex life was so much better than his at 16!"

"Yeah, well, that may have something to do with him not having – Harry has a sex life?"

"Yep! But you've gotta be drunk to hear about it."

"Fine! ONE Firewhisky, Siri, you know Werewolves can't stomach their drink.

Five Firewhiskeys later

"Annnnd that's how I finally topped Sirius."

"Twice."

"Twice. Thank you Sirius." Remus giggled loudly.

"What?!" Sirius exclaimed, giggling as well.

"You always were better on the bottom."

"Is that a challenge?" Sirius demanded, his voice hard.

"Mmmaaaybbee..." Remus drew it out.

"Right, that's it, up those stairs you, I'm going to prove how much better I am on top!"

This was followed by a series of loud crashes and bands, then a loud cry of "Oh, Gods, Siri!" and a lot of sex noises.

Harry grinned, flushed with alcohol.

"They certainly know how to do it right, don't they?" A deep male voice asked by his ear, promptly sucking on it. Harry moaned loudly, before turning and claiming those wonderful lips as his own.

"We could do better, I reckon Charlie, love." Charlie smirked.

"Well, pin a rose to your nose and lets find out!"

"Exactly how drunk are you?" Harry asked as he was dragged up the stairs by Charlie. His response was swallowed in a heated kiss and a loud moan.

The next morning dawned bright and cheery... right into Sirius Black's eyes. He groaned, covering his eyes and attempting to sit up. This process was hindered by the arm wrapped tightly around his waist. He proceeded to charm the curtains shut and fell back to sleep.

Charlie woke up and blinked the sleep out of his eyes.

"Damn, I was having the most wonderful dream that harry was drunk and we had lots of wild passionate sex that even drowned out Remus and Sirius next door."

"that wasn't a dream, love. And it's my turn on top, by the way." Charlie's response was once again stolen by Harry's warm mouth... only it wasn't around his lips this time. He sighted happily and sank back into sexual bliss.

"I can't believe Harry lost his virginity to Draco Malfoy of all people." Remus said as he and Sirius lay in bed together several hours later. He was talking louder than usual to cover the loud moans and bands and cries of "Oh, Harry, harder!" that were still emitting from the next room.

"Yeah, but then again, you lost yours to Snivellus, so who's to judge."

"Suppose." Remus agreed mildly, flushing at a particularly loud moan from the next room.

"So, we're not as old as we thought we were now, are we?"

"No. Guess that means we've got the same stamina as them, and the ability to beat them ten to one?"

"Well, certainly." Sirius smirked, proceeding to prove his worth on the top once again... and again and again.

All in all, it wasn't a bad Halloween, although four people couldn't sit properly for a week and everyone needed excruciatingly strong hangover potions, and in one bushy haired girl's case, a promise to never ask why she woke naked with Severus Snape handcuffed to her bed.

A/N, Mmm, Severus Snape handcuffed to a bed... Drool

So, 735 words of meaningless crap! And, I swear, I really didn't expect that whole Harry/Charlie bit, the characters just ran away with themselves.

Tell me, what did you think? Good? Bad? Should I never go anywhere near a computer or pen again? Thought so. Oh well, worth a shot!

R&R Peeps! Love ya!