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The first time Minerva Mcgonagall had seen James and Lily drunk was at the wedding.

Now, as an instructor at their school and the Head of their house, she normally would not have stood idly by when such behavior took place. They were just of age for Merlin's sakes, and were due back for their seventh years at Hogwarts in mere weeks. But, she had conceded that it was a wedding, and one designated for two students of hers, for that matter. It was nice to have a source of celebrations, especially when it seemed like the only light spot in a very dark summer. Who was she to turn her nose up to the antics of her students when many of them had recently lost at least one family or friend from the attack at the Ministry last month? Luckily both James and Lily had came out unscathed, but that didn't mean they weren't effected. They were the lucky ones.

The ceremony had been gorgeous, in the backyard of the groom's parents' house. Agusta Longbottom had walked Alice down the aisle, as her father and mother were both killed in the attack. The service was a bittersweet mixture of mourning the end but celebrating the beginning of a new love. Mcgonagall, when receiving the invitation a week ago (it was all a very rushed affair, no doubt from the circumstances), had been skeptical. She had been to many former students' weddings when they were much too young, and would meet them later with regret hanging over their heads from the naive decision. But looking at Frank and Alice's faces as they said their vows to each other, Minerva knew the two were meant for each other. She wiped a few tears as the two kissed, to which she knew other students were gawking at. No student is accustomed to Mcgonagall showing such emotion, a fact she took pleasure in.

Presently, she had apperated to the building in Hogsmede where the reception would be held, a small gift in her bony hand. This is when she saw them. Potter and Evans, that was. The latter was stunning in her pale silver bridesmaid's dress, the former handsome in a smart set of black dress robes. James had tried to manage his charcoal disaster of hair by slicking it back, but to no avail as gelled pieces were beginning to poke out, as if spikes were coming out of his head. Lily appeared to be teasing him ruthlessly about the fact. Minerva felt the corners of her mouth tug upwards. She'd always suspected there was something more to the pair of them that meets the eye, but now it was clear.

She figured out they were drunk, (and not just drunk but really smashed) when Evans stumbled over to a bush and vomited noisily. Potter, once realizing what was happening, rushed over to hold her hair. She shoved him back, claiming she didn't want him to see her this way. James stumbled as Lily continued to retch, looking at a loss. He caught his reflection in the window, and his hands flew to his spiky hair in horror. It seemed like an absolute disaster of a situation, which could certainly be made worse for them by the presence of their teacher.

Mcgonagall, though none would guess from her outwardly strict demeanor, was a lover of a good joke. Sure, the self-proclaimed "Marauders" have been a thorn in her side since the first week of their first year when they put love potions on all of the students' owls, but she'd always taken pleasure in learning of the new clever ways the boys would come up with ensue mayhem. Knowing it would scare the pants off the two to find their Head of house watching this drunken display of bafoonery, she cleared her throat pointedly.

Both Evans and Potter looked up so fast Minerva was surprised they didn't get whiplash. Lily, makeup now smeared from her episode, looked like she had been Petrified. James's mouth hung open in horror. Minerva restrained from smiling, and strode over to the two, putting on her strictest face (not that Potter would be scared by it, as he'd been subject to it's glare many times before.)

"Good evening Mr. Potter, Ms. Evans." She said smoothly, inclining her head at each. "I expect you're enjoying the reception so far?"

James opened and closed his mouth a couple times, like a blubbering fish out of water. Lily hadn't yet moved since Mcgonagall made her presence known. Merlin, this was good. Minerva decided to continue as if nothing was unusual.

"The Longbottoms will make quite a pair indeed. Such gifted students, although no one in your year quite has a knack for Potions as you do Ms. Evans. Have they discussed their plans for this year? I quite hope a thing such as marriage wouldn't interfere with their education." She tried to keep her voice as neutral as possible. But it was getting difficult, as the drunken pair swayed under her gaze. Finally, Lily seemed to regain her mobility.

"Of course, Professor. The two would like to become Police." She said, obviously trying to act as serious as possible. Her gaze wobbled as she tried and failed to meet Minerva's eye.

"Police? I'm not familiar with that. I wasn't aware the two were interested in Muggle occupations." Of course she knew what police were, and she knew that Lily, as a muggle-born, probably meant Aurors. But it was so bloody fun to mess with them. Lily's face had become confused and a bit queasy again.

"Of course, Professor. I only meant the Magic Police, oh what's the word..." She trailed.

"Aurors!" James exclaimed, much too loudly. He smiled as if he'd just won a grand prize to a contest. Lily shot him a look and whispered she knows what Magic Police are you twat! Minerva was smiling at the two now, unable to contain her amusement. An idea crossed her mind. Should she go in for the kill? Why not, she decided. A devilish grin was no doubt on her lips now as she fished in her cloak.

"Well that's very brave of them. I'm sure they'll make fantastic Aurors. Now, I presume the two of you are looking forward to school starting?" The two nodded hugely, looks of fear still plastered on each of their faces. Minerva smiled.

"Excellent. Then I am proud to present these to you in person." She grabbed the two letters, embedded with the Hogwarts crest, meant for the each of them. She'd brought many students' letters with her, as she liked the personal aspect of delivering them at the wedding. She held them out, the two grabbing them shakily. It took James a couple of tries to grab his letter from her hand, but she kept to her policy of pretending not to notice.

"Since we're all together, I am honored to deliver the news to you too." They looked at her with confused expressions. "You both are the new Heads for students this year, James as Head Boy and Lily as Head Girl. The badges and further instructions are enclosed in your letters. Congratulations!" She smiled warmly at the two. Lily now looked horrified, James struck dumb. Then a grin broke out on his drunk face.

"Lil, you're Head Boy!" He shouted, grabbing Lily and picking her up. Now looking like she may be sick again, Lily's eyes shifted between Mcgonagall and her letter.

"Head Girl, right James?" She hissed to him. He was too busy planting sloppy kisses on her cheeks to notice. Not able to contain it, Minerva let out a warm chuckle.

"Right, well, I suppose I will see the pair of you inside. I'm sure we will be in touch quite often this year, with your new positions, which I am looking forward to." With that, Minerva strode inside, and burst out in laughter once she was out of earshot. As she was walking away, she swore she heard Potter say, "Well, I'd say that that was a fantastic first meeting as Heads," followed by an oof! as Evans elbowed him in the stomach.