One Last Try [HP Jamione fanfic]

28. Dancing With Our Hands Tied

A/N: I think everyone's been waiting for the James and Sirius moment for a long time! Hope it satisfies :D Reminder! This fic is explicit for a reason ;)

13th March 1976

It had been agreed between the other Marauders that Remus' sixteenth deserved a huge party with the rest of Gryffindor in the Room of Requirement, and his protests to the contrary had been blithely ignored. He'd reluctantly followed them to the room late that Saturday, after all the rest of the older Gryffindors were already gone, using the completed map to navigate the corridors. When they'd pushed open the doors there had been a loud cheer and celebratory drinks had been passed to the four. Remus was plied with alcohol and birthday cake until he relaxed.

That was a couple of hours ago, and they were all sufficiently pissed now, most of them taking the chance to let loose and dance wildly to the loud Muggle music Sirius had charmed to blare from the walls of the room.

Hermione was half-watching from a squishy armchair placed along one side of the room, curled into Frank's arms. He'd been distracting her with his stupidly diverting mouth, his hands roaming to places that were getting her dangerously riled up in a room filled with her friends and overprotective brothers. Her eyes fluttered and she groaned into Frank's mouth when he drunkenly cupped her covered breasts in his hands, his fingers plucking at her suddenly stiff nipples through her top and bra. They were luckily hidden by the shadows in their corner.

"Truth or dare!" Sirius suddenly shouted, holding up two bottles of firewhiskey and a little vial filled with clear liquid that could only be veritaserum. "Oi, lovebirds! Come join the game!" He bounced over to Hermione and Frank, smirking down at them when they both sent him glares, completely unrepentant.

Hermione sighed and Frank rolled his eyes. They pulled reluctantly away from each other and stood. Sirius smirked and threw his leather jacket onto the chair as they straightened themselves up and then followed him back into the fray. They skirted round the edge of the impromptu dance floor and found the rest of the fifth years being corralled into sitting in a large circle by James. Remus made eye contact with Hermione as she sat beside him, Frank on her other side, rolling his eyes.

"I tried to talk them out of it," He muttered, eyeing Peter balefully as the youngest Marauder measured out veritaserum for the game. "But they just ignored me."

"They tend to do that." Hermione laughed, the alcohol already in her system making her relaxed, and slightly less worried than she probably should be about the possible ramifications of taking veritaserum if she was asked the wrong question. She was best off only accepting dares.

"I'll go first!" Sirius declared once everyone was sitting in a loose circle. He grinned as he scanned them all, by far the most enthusiastic about the game - except for maybe James. "Lily, truth or dare."

Lily sighed and narrowed her eyes. She was rather tipsy, but still one of the more sober ones in the group. "Dare." She finally said when Sirius made impatient hand motions at her.

He tapped a finger on his bottom lip exaggeratedly for a moment, before grinning wickedly, "I dare you to kiss the person to your left."

She scowled and her eyes narrowed further. She squared her shoulders and turned to face Dorcas, who looked amused. "Is that okay?" She mumbled, uncharacteristically quiet and a little awkward. Dorcas laughed lightly, shook her long dreadlocks back out of her face, and nodded. Lily blushed a little as she leaned forward, cupping Dorcas' face to keep her still, and lightly kissed her friend.

Hermione rolled her eyes at the hungry look in some of the boy's eyes. She was just glad she hadn't been called on to do the dare as she wasn't in the mood to deal with jealousy, and it was Remus sitting to her left.