Hi, I wrote this when my dad and grandpa were (trying) to replace the hot water heater thing-y because I can't take cold showers. But i wanted to get this out for y'all so just inform me of any mistakes

Disclaimers: I have never been drunk nor have I witnessed anyone being very drunk. I also don't speak French so any French in this is done by google translate.

speaking of French, there's an translation key in the end of the chapter.


The party was ending and almost everyone had left. Regulus actually ended up staying extra long chatting with Cranky and helping him and the other elves clean to distract himself from everything that had happened. He also may have been a bit terrified that his roommates would be awake.

When he couldn't prolong leaving any longer, mostly because Slighorn was telling him to go away and because he'd started to sway on his feet and still need to get to his common room at least, he said goodbye to Cranky and left the large room.

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he swayed more and more as the alcohol really started getting to his head. A splitting headache and blurred vision made it difficult enough to get around the castle but add having to go down a flight of moving stairs and no wonder the young Slytherin ended up falling down the last few steps and oddly enough his brother and his freakishly handsome friend ended up standing over him.

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"Reg? Reggie?!" Sirius asked slipping off the cloak as his brother tumbled down a few stairs.

"Siri ! Que faites-vous ici ?" His brother asked.

"not important. Why did you just fall down the stairs?"

"Je ne suis pas tombé- Les escaliers m'ont poussé"

"ok, sure they did" Sirius replied.

"what's he saying?" James asked also emerging from the cloak.

"how drunk are you exactly?"

"DRUNK?!" James exclaimed.

"Slugclub" Sirius told him rolling his eyes.

"I'm not any Más que tú got at El Christmas Fiesta del año pasado"

"shoot. That's not saying much" he cursed.

"what's not saying much?" Peter asked also emerging from the cloak and scurrying over to the others.

"you'll be able to get back to your common room fine?"

"Oh, absolutely. It's not like my Los compañeros de cuarto quieren matar me because Saben que no estoy con the Dark Lord or anything" he smiled, then seemed to remember they do know that.

"what about he-who-must-not-be-named?!" James asked.

"¡Oh, joder! ¡Voy a morir!" His little brother started panicking.

"what's going on?! What's he saying?! Why's he panicking?! And for the love of quidditch why is he talking about he-who-must-not-be-named?!" James asked once again.

"James, hush." Sirius turned his attention back to his little brother "it's ok, it's ok. Breathe with me Regulus, like I showed you before"

"I-I don't I re-remember" Regulus said between gasps. Oh corse he didn't remember. The kid is high as a kite!

"inhale, wait five seconds, exhale, wait five seconds, inhale" he repeated till the Slytherin was breathing regularly again. "you good?"

"Ouais, je suis super ! Vous êtes, vous êtes tous flous !" He laughed.

"alright reg, just try not to pass out" Sirius said to Regulus just as he blacked out completely. "And, you're out. Great!"

"Padfoot, please explain what the bloody heck we just witnessed" James asked/demanded.

"My idiot brother being completely wasted, panicking, then blacking out"

"yes but, what was he saying? And why was it mostly In French?" Peter asked.

"French is our first language and when he gets drunk it's his default language"

"I thought being drunk made people speak in their second language?" James asked.

"alcohol effects the brain in weird ways" Sirius shrugged.

"what are we going to do with him?" James asked after a moment.

"we can't put him in the Slytherin common room"

"why not? We know the passwords" Peter asked.

"his roommates know about what happened over Christmas holidays-"

"what happened over Christmas holidays?" The rat asked.

"he didn't want us telling but..."

"but Regulus finally left our horrid family and came to live with me and James" Sirius explained.

"so we can't leave him in his room because his roommates know that he's free?" Peter asked making sure he didn't miss anything.

"Yeah pretty much, that's why he was panicking, thinks they'll murder him. And knowing anyone connected with my family, I wouldn't put it passed them"

"alright so definitely not the Slytherin common room" James nodded.

after much thinking, taking much longer than it should have, it was late ok? James finally came up with an idea "we could, maybe, just take him back to our common room"

"fine" Peter and Sirius agreed being overall to tired to think of anything else.

Together the two taller Gryffindors propped Regulus up on their shoulders and pulled the cloak on top of them, their feet stuck out but it was better than nothing.

Peter was, as always, the lookout. He let them know if the stairs changed and opened any doors for them.

And with a bit of luck, colorful swears they'd picked up from Remus, and magic, they made it to the Gryffindor tower with a half-conscious Slytherin.

The fat lady had become used to seeing the marauders appear out of seemingly nowhere she did look quite surprised to see Regulus. Nevertheless she let them in after being given the password.

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"we have to put him in our room. If anyone sees some random Slytherin, they'll hex him, or call Minnie, or both" Sirius said carrying his little brother up even more stairs to the marauders dorm.

"even if this 'random Slytherin' looks just like you?" Peter asked, while he and James helped Sirius get Regulus up the stairs, showing he didn't actually care if Regulus was in their dorm.

Sirius dumped Regulus on his bed, knocking some of his stuff off it first.

"there you go"

Sirius climbed into Remus's empty bed and fell asleep quicker then he'd ever had a day after the full moon. James and Peter too, fell asleep remarkably quickly.


Translation key

"Siri! What are you doing here?"

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"I didn't fall - The stairs pushed me"

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"I'm not any more than you got at Last year's Christmas Party"

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"Oh, absolutely. It's not like my roommates want to kill me because they know I'm not with the Dark Lord or anything"

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"Oh, frick! I'm going to die!"

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"Yeah, I'm great! You are, you are all fuzzy!"

again this is completely done by google translate, so if there's any mistakes please let me know


thank y'all so much for reading this far, today (the day of posting and editing not writing, I know it's confusing) has been terrible for me but knowing some people are enjoying this fic makes up for it.

For real tho, I appreciate comments, favorites, and follows so much. It makes my week and gives me motivation to keep writing

the next few chapters are going to mostly be me trying to figure out how to write hangovers and my phone thinking I'm an alcoholic but for the fic I'm willingly to make the sacrifice

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