The light was shining through the blinds, as it often did when the sun reached high enough, it was strong and blinding and almost impossible to sleep through. His mouth was dry and his head was throbbing and his ears were ringing. He could hardly remember what happened last night other than it had been very loud and very fun. He knew that if he got up for a glass of water and made a nice fry-up for everyone he would feel better. But he wasn’t going to do that, not when he was so comfortable next to his Sirius. He wasn’t even going to open his eyes.
Remus snuggled closer, wrapping his arm around Sirius, and pecking a kiss on his soft shoulder before poking his nose into Sirius’s thick, long hair. Sirius cwtched back into him, pulling his arm round to his chest. They stayed like that for a while, sleepy and dozing.
Remus nestled into Sirius a little more, taking a deep breath of that familiar smoky, sandlewood smell - when the hell did Sirius start using strawberry shampoo? He sniffed again. And what was that? Vanilla?
Remus shuffled slightly, confused, and then he realised he could feel Sirius wearing some sort of tight tank top. And his chest was fuller, come to think of it, the rest of him seemed a lot more - squishy? And curvy. His hips rose a lot higher than they usually did when he lay on his side.
Sleepily, he opened his eyes in confusion as he pulled away. Where he expected to see black hair he saw red. Long twisting locks of red hair. And freckled skin. And a bra.
“Lily!” He exclaimed, wincing at the volume of his own voice.
“Shh. James.” Lily wined. She paused. And suddenly she was turning around facing Remus.
Remus barely in his boxers. Remus who had just been snuggling into her. Body spooned against hers. Remus who felt naked under her gaze. Remus who practically was naked.
“Remus, what the fuck are you doing in here?” She asked trying to cover her chest with the sheet.
“Lily. This is my bed.” He whispered back, also trying to recover some modesty.
She looked around the room as if only just realising where she was, starring at their party clothes that lay haphazardly about the floor.
“Where are the others?” She asked still starring around.
“Um.” Remus thought, trying to remember how on earth he’d actually ended up in bed with Lily in the first place when he couldn’t even remember making it home. “In the living room maybe?”
Lily continued looking around the room, “uh, you can borrow Sirius’ dressing gown if you like.” He pointed to it on the bed knob her side of the bed.
“Ta.” She murmured and grabbed it quickly, wrapping it around herself, not quite looking at Remus in the eye.
Remus didn’t have a dressing gown, much as Sirius teased him for it because, having a dressing gown was simply civilised, so he shuffled towards his bedside table in an effort to find his pyjama bottoms and a shirt. He managed to grab a pair and one of Sirius’ oversized T. Rex t shirts.
Lily still wasn’t looking at him properly as they shuffled out of the room, Remus wasn’t sure if he would be able to either as he remembered kissing her shoulder.
As the made their way into the living room they saw Dorcas asleep, cwtching into Marlenes shoulder, who appeared to be the only one awake and was twisting her girlfriends hair between her fingers. James was flat out on the floor, bare chested , someone having the afterthought to stick a pillow under his head, Sirius, also bare chested lay half sprawled across James’ chest. Pete and Mary were going top-to-tail on the other sofa, trying to share a blanket between them.
Marlene smiled at them waving.
“Mornin, Marls.” Lily managed to get out as Remus put the kettle on. She starred down at her sleeping boyfriend half dazed, Remus joined her, waiting for the kettle to finish, starring at his sleeping boyfriend.
He nudged Sirius with his foot lightly, then tried again a little harder when he had no response. On the third time, Lily stopped him, “Don’t be so mean, Moony. Let him sleep.”
Remus nudged him harder again.
Sirius moved slightly, finally coming to. “Fuck off.” He continued using James as a pillow, but then James started to wake.
He opened his slowly starring up into Lily’s green eyes, “Oh, hey love.” He smiled and reached out to hold her hand, the other wrapped around Sirius’ naked waist. No doubt they’d ended up like that after play fighting or as Sirius liked to call it “wrestling”.
“Oi. Hands off my man, Potter.” Remus said, never mind the fact he’d been practically groping his girlfriend less than ten minutes ago. “Right, lads I’m going to make a fry up everyone want one.” He announced to the room, the ones that had been sleeping grumbled, shooting him glares if they managed the energy. Marlene scowled at him covering Dorcas’ ears.
He went over to the kitchen counter and flicked his wand to start making the tea, he flicked it again to get started on the breakfast. When suddenly he found someones vomit in a pan.
“Oh! Ych a fi! Who the fuck has thrown up in this fucking pan?” Remus asked waving the pan around, making everyone wince.
Peter grumbled some sort of apology and Remus stared at him in disgust, still, at least he didn’t do it on the floor or anything. He scourgified the pan and hid it somewhere, hoping that the next time he found it he’d have completely forgotten what had happened.
Thirty minutes later he was levitating everyone’s breakfasts and teas towards the living room as everyone tried to squish onto their two sofas.
Everyone made all the yummy noises they usually made after a night out when Remus made the breakfast.
“You’ve out done yourself this time, Re.” Dorcas murmured, stuffing a sausage in her mouth. She was a vegetarian until she was hungover.
“Ta.” He murmured back as they focused on filling their faces and trying to remember what happened last night. As it transpired, they were all to drunk to remember how the got home, although Mary was able to supply that James and Sirius had indeed been “wrestling” and Remus and Lily were placing bets on them.
They carried on with this chatter for a while before dispersing into groups either sleeping or joking about as they always had in Gryffindor tower.
Lily and Remus moved over to the kitchen to do the dishes, “Look-er, sorry about this morning.” Remus started, Lily was the one he had always felt closest to outside of the Marauders, but now he just felt weird and oddly uncomfortable knowing she had seen him, or at least felt him in such a private manner.
She looked him properly in the eyes this time, the first time all morning. “Don’t worry, Moony.” She smiled, “you give good hugs.” Remus felt himself blush slightly but that was it, it was forgotten, as drunken mistakes often are.
Later, once everyone had gone. Sirius teased him.
“You mean you actually thought she was me?” He laughed.
“Drewgi.” Remus muttered.
Sirius laid back on the sofa in their usual spot, still chuckling, opening his arms “Cwtch?” He asked.
“Now you’re just taking the piss” Remus sulked but joined in anyway, ending the day with the cuddle he thought he was starting it with.