Sirius stepped outside the Three Broomsticks. His cheeks were already starting to flush from the cold (maybe a bit from the alcohol). He was a little tipsy, enough to give him that warm feeling. Oh wait - nope, that was just the holiday cheer. He blew on his hands and rubbed them, smiling when Remus came out to. "There you are!" He said, "why are you out here? It's bloody freezing." Sirius laughed and leaned into Remus, "warmer now? Just so many people in there. Maybe even a bit too holiday-y." Remus laughed, pulling his coat tighter round him. "That jumper says otherwise, Mr Black." Sirius mock elbowed him, "shut up, it makes Lily happy." The two boys swayed in each others arms, the sound of merry Christmas music reaching their ears. "Merry Christmas, baby." Remus whispered, kissing the top of Sirius' head. "Merry Christmas."
