And Everything In Between

Part 2 Because I got high, because I got high, because I got high...

Remus Lupin was being happy, giddy and rather insufferable if you asked the people in his surroundings. Except his girlfriend, Freya Vanir, she was more or less the same. Normally people would have said that there wasn't a nicer man on the planet than Remus, but after he met his girlfriend he had decided to camp on cloud nine. At the moment they were listening to the sappy love music of Daphne Galatea, a very pretty half veela, and didn't mind the poor lyrics at all.

Some people would have said that that alone was reason enough to connect him to Voldemort. The more reasonable ones would argue that just because you listen to the same, albeit poor, music does not make you an ally. What nobody knew was that Daphne Galatea herself was bent on world domination and spread subliminal messages through her songs.

He laid there in bed, with Freya sleeping next to him wiggling her toes as she did every now and then in her sleep, and started thinking. Memories about his youth as a horribly shy teen had a tendency to crawl into his mind at times like these.

It had been in his seventh year at Hogwarts, James and Peter had sneaked off to Honeydukes and come back to find Sirius and him inspecting Sirius's butt in the large mirror in their dormitory. Peter had automatically started laughing, informing Sirius about how stupid he looked twisting and turning like that. James had been a little bit more than surprised, but had started laughing too after a couple of seconds.

Once they had calmed down Remus had been able to inform the other two that he had heard the Slytherin sixth year Narcissa Adonis talking about what a nice ass Sirius had - he had been interrupted by further laughing. Despite the silly mood, the fact that they all got points taken away from Gryffindor the following day as they had all forgotten to do their Astronomy assignment and the memory of Sirius strutting about in way too tight pants imprinted in his poor mind forever, that had been one of the best moments in Remus's life. It had just been something in the air that made it impossible not to enjoy life.

And for once it wasn't James's hallucination inducing herbs that he had stolen from Herbology while Sirius distracted the bushy haired, but still fairly attractive Professor Spore by picking a fight with Snape, or causing an explosion.

Of course Remus always got a bit bisexual when he was high. He had never actually been even remotely interested in guys when he wasn't intoxicated, but when affected James had never been so pretty. Unfortunately James was straight as an arrow, even when he was high.

While his intoxicated approaches towards James hadn't mattered too much in their sixth year, by the seventh year James had gotten together with Lily Evans even though they had just been friends in the sense of 'I help you with transfiguration and you help me with the divination' rather than the normal way James had female friends ('Let's have sex and pretend it didn't happen tomorrow'). Understandably Lily wasn't too found of the thought of them making out, nor of her boyfriend smoking herbs and tried to put an end to that. James continued smoking herbs together with his little gang even until he and Lily went into hiding, despite what his wife thought of it.

Even now the memory of his friends made him smile, even after being thought to be a Death Eater spy, and ending up losing friend after friend... He somehow couldn't blame Peter, not even now. While Sirius had turned friendship into hatred, Remus still knew that somewhere deep inside there was his old friend who'd happily put on a bikini and strut around the dormitory for you singing old classical wizard songs if you were feeling depressed.

Little did he know that at the moment Peter Pettigrew was doing just that, but for the Dark Lord.