"Iris you have to get up! We have classes today!" Willow said, repeatedly hitting me with her pillow.

"I have a hangover, give me a few minutes!" I moaned.

She yanked the covers off my bed. "You do not have a hangover. I had Rebecca keep an eye on you to make sure you didn't get drunk. Now get up and get dressed, I want to curl your hair before we go."

So I spent the rest of the morning mutter profanities at Willow under my breath as she tugged and pulled at my hair with her wand.

"Is this really necessary?" I asked.

"Absolutely," she replied simply. "So I'm guessing the party went well, considering you got back at around three in the morning."

"Seemed to," I responded.

"Did you kiss him?" She asked, straight out and to the point.

"On the cheek," I replied.

"Good," She said, concentrating on my hair now.

"Hey, do you have any of those hangover potions?" I asked her.

Willow rolled her eyes. "For the last time, Iris, you are not hungover."

"Not for me, Remus got really drunk last night. He doesn't seem the type to get drunk often, so he's probably feeling miserable. I just thought he might need some," I said, standing up as Willow finished my hair.

Willow gave me an odd look. "I thought you didn't like Remus?"

"I-I don't, I just don't want him to be hungover all day," I replied.

She looked like she wanted to say something, but closed her mouth, and went through her trunk before handing me a small purple vial.

"Here, tell him to drink the whole thing and then have some pumpkin juice and he should be fine in an hour."

"Thanks," I said, stowing the small potion in my robes. "I'll see you in Potions." I grabbed my beg and left the dorm.

When I reached the Great Hall I looked over to the Gryffindor table, barely managing to find the sandy blond hair laying on top of the table, the rest of Remus's face buried into his arms. I let out a little giggle at the fact that his elbow was lying in a plate of jelly, before sliding in beside him.

"Remus?" I whispered quietly into his ear. His head immediately snapped up, and I had to grab his arm to stop him from falling backwards off the seat. He groaned, holding onto his head.

"Ow," he said simply.

"Here, I thought you might need this," I said handing him the small bottle. "It's a-"

I didn't get to finish my sentence because Remus had already uncorked the vial and gulped the potion down, before taking a swig of pumpkin juice. After he was done he turned to me with a grin and wrapped his arms tightly around me.

"Iris, you are seriously my favorite person in the world."

I laughed, hugging him back. He smelled nice, sort-of a woodsy smell.

"I feel honored to hold the title." I said. "It really wasn't a big deal, and I thought you might need it from what I saw last night."

A faint touch of red colored his cheeks as he pulled away. "Yeah, I'm really sorry about that -"

I laughed quietly, "Remus, it's fine, it was actually kind-of amusing to be honest, and I've never seen you quite so – loose before."

He raised his eyebrows at me. "What's that supposed to mean?"

I blushed, "Nothing, just your usually studying, seeing you drunk was a little... Different. But something you said last night did make me a little curious," I said, trying to change the subject so I wouldn't offend him any more than I already had.

He gave me a questioning look, "You'll have to forgive me, much of last night's a blur. What did I say?"

"Something about a girl you liked, that you stood no chance with. I must admit, I'm rather interested in who she is."

Remus promptly choked on his pumpkin juice.

"Are you all right, Moony?" James said, sitting down across from him.

Remus nodded through his coughs while Sirius slid in beside me, making sure to sit as close as possible to me.

"Hello, Iris, do what do we owe the pleasure?"

"I just came to give Remus a potion for hangovers. And to interrogate him on his drunken confessions," I said with a playful smile directed towards Remus, who was still coughing slightly.

"Our dear Remus made drunken confessions?" James said, his eyes widening in disbelief. "Padfoot, our little Moony has grown up!" He dramatically clutched his chest and wiped away fake tears.

Sirius played along, "They grow up so fast," He said, sniffling and laying his head on my shoulder.

I rolled my eyes, but grabbed a piece of toast from his plate and began to nibble on it, letting him keep his head on my shoulder.

"So what exactly did Moony say?" James asked me.

I looked at Remus, who was blushing bright red, and turned back to James.

"I don't think I can torture him anymore by telling you," I said simply.

James and Sirius both pouted as Remus shot me a grateful look.

"But Iris-" Sirius started but I cut him off.

"That look doesn't work on me, Sirius," I said simply, smirking at him as I patted his knee.

"But my puppy-dog look is genius!" He said, placing his hand on top of mine and giving it a squeeze.

I shook my head, "Not genius enough," I said simply while Remus and James started snickering. "I have to get to Defense Against the Dark Arts." I grabbed my bag and stood up.

"I'll walk you," Sirius said quickly, taking my bag out of my hand and swinging it on his own shoulder while grinning at me.

"All right," I said, not looking behind me to check if he was following me as I left the Great Hall.

"Your hair looks nice today," Sirius told me, sliding his hand back into mine casually.

"Thank you," I said simply, deciding not to take my hand out of his. It was kind-of nice to walk down to class with a cute guy holding my hand and books.

"So, there's something I wanted to ask you," Sirius said, pulling me towards a tapestry.

"Okay..." I said, letting him lead me towards the tapestry which, to my surprise, turned out to be a secret passageway.

"We found it in first year," Sirius said to me looking at my wide eyes.

"Running from Filch?" I guessed.

He grinned, "Maybe..."

"So, what did you want to ask me?"

"Well, there's a Hogsmeade weekend coming up, and I was hoping you'd agree to be my date," Sirius said, taking my other hand in his, giving me a pleading look.

Willow, Zara and Rebecca would definitely kill me if I said yes that easily. "I don't know Sirius; You might have to convince me."

"Convince you?" He said shocked.

I took my hands out of his, and began pacing, my arms crossed.

"Don't get me wrong, I did have fun last night. But I just don't know if you can handle an actual relationship, because I don't do one-night stands in the broom cupboard," I told him.

"What do you mean I can't handle relationships? I have relationships all the time!" He argued.

"Oh really? When was the last one that lasted over two weeks?" I asked.

I could tell he was trying to count up the days in his mind because his lips kept moving in time with his fingers.

"Ha! Fifth year! Me and Fiona Ida! It lasted four weeks!"

I rolled my eyes, "Sirius, that only lasted four weeks because you got together right before term ended. Then we went on holiday and you didn't see her for three weeks! You broke up with her as soon as you came back!"

"Right..." He said.

"See what I mean? I'm not saying no; Just give me a chance to think about it. All right?" I said.

Sirius sighed, "At least it's not a no."

A/N: Short chapter I know, but it seemed like a good place to stop. Please please please review, no chapter in this story has gotten over four reviews for a chapter and I would love to break that. Please review!

And a special thanks to my Beta MaraudersLiveOnAsAnimagus for correcting this chapter!