𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒 [𝐑. 𝐋𝐮𝐩𝐢𝐧]

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐄𝐒𝐓

Song:
Why'd you only call me when you're high (Arctic Monkeys)

Remus was in a state of complete and utter panic. He had woken up with a splitting headache that could only be blamed on drinking an excessive amount of alcohol for probably the third time in his life, but that wasn't what had alarmed him. No, it was the fact that he was wearing absolutely nothing except for his underwear, and the slept in spot right next to him. At first he doubted it. Maybe this was all the outcome of him getting too hot in his sleep and deciding to embrace another way of sleeping. But the hickeys on his neck as well as the pendant with the broken chain lying on the floor told a whole other story.

Remus Lupin had an one-night stand and he couldn't for the life of him remember who the girl was.

All he could recall was the explosion of feelings in his stomach as the girl kissed the scars on his torso and as she snuggled closer to him, placing a chaste kiss on his lips. He had never had experienced something so superficial as wanting someone for one night and one night only, but he was pretty damn sure that it shouldn't feel as special. Especially when he couldn't pinpoint who that girl was.

He could ask his friends if they knew, but nothing would ever prepare him for the amount of teasing that would follow. And so, Remus put the pendant in a small box at the bottom of the trunk, his finger trailing over the ruby heart surrounded by the rusty metal.

Nobody could know what had happened, but hell be damned, he was going to find out who that girl was.

~ ~ ~

"What if I drink more, so that I get drunk and the hangover stops?" Sirius questioned, burying his head in his palms. "You can't be hungover and drunk at the same time..."

"Yes, Padfoot..." James sarcastically remarked, flicking a grape at him. "Go and damage whatever is left of your brain."

"Can you like...shut up?" Peter whined, looking at the only fine friend in the group. James had spent the night pinning after Lily, but when that didn't work out, he reluctantly left the party with a pretty Ravenclaw while Peter left with her friend about half an hour later. Sirius' pursuit of Mary McDonald was more than successful, but now the Gryffindor girl couldn't even look him in the eye without dread and shame swallowing her whole.

"Moony, tell Peter that I'm on my best behavior and he's just being a cRATky little bitch." James mused, tapping his fingers on the table.

"I'm not an owl." Remus grumpily responded, cutting the pancake in front of him in even smaller pieces. The mere sight of food was enough to make him feel sick, reminding him why he was never one to drink. He couldn't hold his alcohol well and he knew it, yet that didn't stop him.

"What happened, Moonykins?" Sirius asked, not bothering to look up. "Are you hungover?"

"Yes." He simply answered, as Peter mockingly wiped a tear from the corner of his eyes. "Don't we have any Pepper-up potion left?"