The next day, Moody came over to Grimauld place, with news that a party of death eaters had been captured trying to torture a muggle family.

Sirius thought this was reason to celebrate (since there was nothing else going on) and he dragged Tonks, Remus, Bill, Charlie, and Amber downstairs for drinks. Winking at Tonks, Sirius pulled out the oldest bottle of fire whiskey in the house, and poured a glass of it for Remus. "I've been saving it for an occasion like this! He'll be wasted in no time!" he sniggered.

"I suppose we're having a dance party?" Asked Tonks, catching on, and matching his evil grin with one of her own. She took Remus his drink.

"Cheers!"

He rolled his eyes at her cherry attitude, and took a mouthful. Then he choked.

"Urgh! My god, what is that stuff?" he spluttered.

"Fire whiskey." Tonks said innocently. He raised an eyebrow. "Honest! Here…" she grabbed his glass and took a gulp, knowing she could hold her liquor a lot better then Remus. Soon after seeing Tonks drink some, and not choke to death, Remus was chugging the stuff back like water. In no time at all, he was completely drunk.

"I'm soger, I'm soger! Honest! I'm not as think as you drunk I am!" at this point the started laughing uncontrollably.

"Remind me never to let Remus drink that much ever again." Sirius muttered to Tonks.

"Well, at least he's a happy drunk." Tonks pointed out.

"Hey, Remus! I've got a great idea! Why don't you start a conga line?"

" Brilliant!" Remus slurred, and he pulled Tonks into line behind him, and started singing loudly, and very off key.

"Its business, its business time!"

Tonks pulled Amber into line, who pulled Sirius, who grabbed Charlie, who was confused. Bill stayed on the sidelines, taking pictures with Tonks' muggle camera. (They had decided black mail material could come in handy later.) Remus led them round the room, dancing conga style, to his own song. Eventually though, he passed out, still giggling in his sleep. He was so pissed; Tonks doubted it would wear off by the morning.

It didn't. Sirius came downstairs the next morning, to find Remus sprawled at the bottom of the stairs, amidst a pile of cloaks, and a broken coat stand.

"I can't do it Pads! I can't do it! I can't get up, and it's so high…"

"What the hell are you talking about, Moony?"

"The stairs! I can't climb them! They're so big…"

"Right… you stay there, ill be back in a tick." he ran upstairs, and barged into Tonks' room.

"Get up Tonks! You have to see this!"

"Huh?" she stumbled out of bed. Sirius snorted when he saw she was wearing his "Mr Perfect" T-shirt from his school days. Tonks shrugged. "It was in my closet."

"Sure… you just want a piece of the beast." He grinned. "Anyway, go get Amber, ill get the sober up potion, you guys have to see what's happened, it's so funny…"

Tonks dragged Amber out of bed, and they met Sirius at the top of the stairs. He led them down to where Remus was lying, talking to himself.

"Bother! Ha ha, only nine sickles and a dung bomb, my lucky day… aha…. Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious even though the sound of it is something quite…. Oh, look at the fairy lights!"

Tonks giggled, and bent down next to him. "Hey Remmy! Come on; time to get up…" she held out a hand. Grinning foolishly, Remus took it, and Tonks tried to pull him up. But, being Tonks, she tripped, stumbled backwards into he wall, pulling Remus along with her. He fell on her, and, on a very drunk impulse, pressed his lips against hers.

"Oh my god!" Amber squealed. Sirius laughed.

They broke apart, Remus still grinning like a prize idiot. He raised a finger. "Right, now…" he fell backwards onto the floor, unconscious.

"Holy. Crap. You kissed!" Said Amber. Grinning. Tonks smiled dreamily. "Yeah, we did…"

Still laughing, Sirius poured the Sober up potion down his friends' throat. Remus sat up, coughing.

"Ahh… my head! What happened… last night…"

"You got pissed off your rocker." Sirius said, smirking. Remus paled. He glanced at Tonks, who blushed, and looked away.

"what did I do?" he asked.

"oh, the usual. Singing, dancing, more drinking. You weren't coherent after 15 minutes." Sirius said casually.

"So why isn't Tonks looking at me?" Remus muttered.

"Oh, that. Probably because you just snogged her, then conked out. You don't remember anything, do you?" Sirius asked gleefully. Remus shook his head. Tonks and Amber went past into the kitchen, Tonks still not looking at Remus. But smiling to herself. Amber winked at him.

"I'm in deep shit, aren't I?" He said dolefully.

"Yup. Sure are." Sirius replied. Bouncing on the spot.

The two men entered the Kitchen, where Molly was cooking breakfast. She threw Sirius a disapproving glare, before turning back to the stove.

Suddenly, from behind Remus came a loud clang, followed by a yell of pain. A fry pan clattered to the ground by Remus' feet.

"Ouch! What was that for, Remus?" Tonks cried, holding her head, where a large red lump was starting to form. Her eyes welled up with tears. Amber glared at Remus, while comforting her friend.

"That was horrible! What on earth possessed you to do that, Remus" Molly asked, hands on hips.

Remus was dumbfounded. "What? I didn't do anything!"

"You just hit me over the head with a fry pan!" Tonks cried, letting some of the tears slip down her cheeks. She gave a small smile when Sirius gave her a hug.

"honestly Moony, what has gotten into you lately? First you get drunk, then you start a conga line, and now you hit Tonks with a fry pan…"

"I started a WHAT?" Remus groaned.

"Remus, that is completely irresponsible. I can't believe you!" Molly scolded.

"Molly, you can't actually believe that I would hit Nymphadora over the-"

"Do you think I'm stupid enough to think that she hit her self over the head with the fry pan, and just threw it by you so it looked like you did it? that's ridiculous! Honestly, I'm disappointed in you, Remus. I know you were drunk last night, which is bad in its self, but that's no reason to go round hitting people with fry pans! You could have killed her! And you and Tonks are supposed to be friends! That was a nasty thing to do!"

"Especially after snogging her." Amber muttered.

Remus' hands balled into fists. It was taking all his self-control not to hit her. Amber seemed to notice this, and whispered to Tonks "its time for puppy's nap."

Remus stormed out of the kitchen, heading upstairs. He hadn't even reached the stairs, however, when he felt a sharp pain I his shin. He turned to see Tonks running away, laughing.

All day, Remus had to endure their kicking in the shins at random moments. And the running away laughing. He was starting to wonder if they were injecting Heroin into their eyeballs, or if Sirius had finally cracked, and was dragging Tonks don in to the pits of insanity with him. Which was a shame if that was the case. However, the first option seemed much more likely…

That night at dinner, Remus sat as far away from Sirius, Tonks, and Amber. But, somehow, they still managed to kick him when he wasn't looking. It didn't help that Molly had told everyone that he had hit Tonks with the Fry pan. Bill had been laughing so hard he couldn't breathe. Moody had offered to hit him on the head with fry pan to see hoe he liked it. Tonks had laughed loudly at that.

They were just starting desert when Sirius turned to Tonks, face planting himself.

"I can't believe I forgot! Remus told me the funniest thing last night."

"Really? What?" Tonks asked, taking a bit of her apple pie. Remus looked up, horrified. What had he told Sirius when he was drunk? Surely not something about Tonks?

"Well, see, he was telling me that he wished he could have blue fur sometimes, you know, just for a change, and I was like okay… and then he told me tat he had expected you to be prettier when he found out you were a metamorphmagus."

"He said that, did he?" Tonks starred coldly at Remus. "How nice."

"I didn't! I swear! I would never say anything like that!" Remus insisted.

"You were drunk. You don't remember anything." Amber pointed out.

"But I know I would never say that! She's already pretty…" he closed his mouth, realising he'd said too much. "I'm going to go." He said, blushing. He ran from the room.

"I'm still going to get you for that!" Tonks yelled after him.

"How?" Charlie asked, intrigued.

Tonks grinned evilly. "I have a plan!"

It was four o'clock in the morning, an Remus was fast asleep. He didn't hear his bedroom door creak open, or the swish of water as a huge bucket was dragged inside.

Tonks and Sirius, however, heard perfectly when Remus muttered "Dora" In his sleep. Tonks bit her lip to stop her self from laughing.

"sweet dreams," She murmured, before she and Sirius tipped the bucket over Remus.

"AHHHH!" Remus woke with a start, gasping for breath, wet and freezing.

"What was that for?" He cried, looking at his sodden bed. Sirius grinned.

"What was that for?" He pointed at the large bump on Tonks' head.

"Argh! That wasn't me! I'm going to kill you-"

Tonks and Sirius ran from the room, laughing.

"Always said he was insane!" Tonks yelled. "I've known it for years!"

A/N: Finally! Another chapter! I completely understand if you want to kill me for the lack of updating. But the next chapter will be up soon, I promise! Sorry everyone! Ive been having major writers block with this story, but my muse has finally graced us with its presence.

Please, even if your hating me for not updating, review. You can tell me then :D