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โ€œYou thought you were in a vortex last time you touched mushrooms!โ€ He went to take a sip, but practically choked as soon as James brought up โ€œladiesโ€. โ€œYouโ€™ve got to be joking, Prongs. Lily isnโ€™t here!โ€

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โ€œAre you mad?! Iโ€™m not going in alone!โ€ With a fervent shake of his head, the ladsโ€™ hands raised in sheer defence. Poor Remus, he really was a flustered mess sometimes.

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โ€œI mean, obviously not Fable... sheโ€™d break me in half.โ€ One defeated sigh and a rather large sip of his drink later, he took a look around. Honestly, because of the lack of girls, there was only one he could think of. โ€œDorcas is here, but sheโ€™s one of my best friends!โ€

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โ€œWhatโ€™s that supposed to mean?!โ€ Breathe, Remus. And drink. A lot. There he goes again, this time finishing off the whole bottle, hopefully a little bit of Dutch courage will help; although James seems to have this in the bag. โ€œYou know what! Fine, fine.โ€

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If he were to facepalm ( right now ), Remus was pretty certain that his hand would go straight through his head; though the look on his face said it all. He waved shyly at Dorcas, before turning to James with a look that ever so surely said โ€œIโ€™m going to kill you.โ€

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โ€œOh, Iโ€™m just a spectator.โ€ He mentioned politely, before flashing Sirius a โ€˜help meโ€™ look. โ€œI havenโ€™t had enough to drink yet! Excuse me!โ€ Up he goes, to look for alcohol.

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โ€œYou donโ€™t need to tell me twice.โ€ He clinking his shot glass against the othersโ€™, Remus downed the drink, practically choking on the strong taste. Shots were never his forte. He did, however, take a seat around the fire.

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โ€œPour me a shot, wonโ€™t you Pads?โ€ Heโ€™s decided to skip the cardigan, instead slipping on a shirt, with a brown leather jacket over top. Mm, thatโ€™s better? Remus had a feeling heโ€™d need far more booze to get through tonight.

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Quickly necking the liquor, Remus cringed at the sensation, running a hand down his face. โ€œReadyโ€™s one word for it, letโ€™s get a wriggle on, disco diva.โ€ He patted Sirius on a sparkly shoulder, heading for their door.

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โ€œIf you insist!โ€ Donโ€™t get him wrong, Fable did seem like a nice enough person, and Dorcas was particularly fond of her, but from all the things heโ€™d heard, she was a bit. . . unstable. Not that he could talk. โ€œLetโ€™s hurry a bit. Prongsโ€™ll be waiting.โ€

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Patting Sirius on the back as he gained a companion on his arm, Remus grabbed himself a drink, thereon making his way through the crowd. It was when the lad spotted @DevoutParagon that he headed over to the corner, sinking down beside her. โ€œHello, sunshine. This seat taken?โ€

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Usually, Remus found himself particularly engaged in DADA. Today, however, something just felt. . . off. He tapped his quill nib lightly against the blank parchment. Back still sore from the recent full moon, the boy shifted in the stiff chair. Today was going to be ( slow ).