There was a time when I was young

[mortifercanis]

Who: Sirius and James
When: Wee hours of Sunday morning
Where: Biodome
Summary: James had a rough week last week and the observations did not help, so what's a best mate to do?  Cause some destruction and break out the booze, of course!
Rating: PG 13?
Warnings: Language/British slang, angst?

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[nonmetus]

James was already there, having been attempting to distract himself in the rec room when the observations came out. He'd also spent the last three minutes charging around the perimeter of the biodome as Prongs, trying to burn off everything that was eating at him.

Upon hearing Sirius enter, and the clink of those heavenly bottles, Prongs galloped up to him, morphing back into James just in time for him not to gorge his best friend with his antlers.

"'Ello," he grinned shakily, straightening his shirt.

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When the deer approached at a pretty fast speed Sirius didn't even flinch but just stuck his hands into his pocket as he watched the familiar transformation of stag into teenager. Since their little disagreement they hadn't exactly talked about a lot of things - important things like they used to. Or well, as close to talking as two teenage boys could get anyway. Instead they'd just sort of stuck to the lighter things - joking around, harassing each other - that sort of thing.

"Hallo. Brought nearly all of the stash," he made a vague motion with his elbow towards the bag.

[nonmetus]

"Sounds about right." His grin widened, though his voice was still a little shaken. Things had been tense between them, in a way that James really hated, but he had no idea how to go about changing it. "Now's as good a time as any to start, isn't it?"

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"We can always make more later." Which was why he wasn't at all worried about how much they might drink tonight, if they even managed to finish it all off. That could be an impossible feat with just the two of them, even under the circumstances.

Doing their thing - drinking away their troubles would probably be a step in the direction they both needed but were both too male to do sober. With a wave of his wand the sack opened and two bottles floated over, the tops popping off and landing where ever they wanted on the grass. "Bottoms up, mate." Sirius grabbed his and lifted it in mock cheers.

[nonmetus]

James rolled his eyes, toasting him with a "cheers, mate." The taste was pretty awful, what with it being magic made and bloody strong, but the burn is just what he wanted. He chugged at least a fourth of it before his eyes were watering and he had to stop for breath. "So fucking glad we've got magic to make this."

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Once the fake toast was over he put his own bottle to his lips taking a giant gulp then another before pulling it away. Magic made alcohol was never as good as the original stuff but it would get the job done and eventually they wouldn't be bothered by the taste. Since they had sort of fallen out of deep conversations Sirius only had an inkling of what was going on but he figured James had it pretty bad when his friend practically downed the whole bottle. "Next time we go to a city I say we pick up new stuff to make more from. This stuff is starting to taste like rubbish."

[nonmetus]

James shrugged, wiping off his mouth with his sleeve. "Variety does make for a more interesting night, and a more painful morning."

He looked out across the biodome, the bottle hanging from the fingers of his now limp hand. "I think it's about time to start smashing things, don't you?"

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Another few drinks of his bottle and he was caught up with James, his nose wrinkling in response to the taste. "We'll have to raid a liquor store and try all sorts of things. Looking forward to the headache in the morning." It was said with a bit of sarcasm and yet truth since at least it would mean they were both properly drunk.

Silver eyes followed James' gaze. "If you think so, mate." Tonight was about his best mate's woes.

[nonmetus]

"Right after reset too, this is going to be brilliant tomorrow," James chanced a smile, taking another huge gulp of liqueur. He nearly hissed as it went down his throat. "Something to distract from the taste at least."

With that, his wand was out of his pocket, and at the ready for whatever smashable thing caught his fancy.

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"I gather we'll have an angry mob after us for destroying the place." He finished off his drink in the next instant. Then he lifted his bottle observing it thoughtfully.

"What's that Muggle sport when they toss things up into the air and shoot it?" As the bottle is lifted even more to see the light shining through the brown glass obviously having a brilliant idea given the smile on his face.

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"We don't need a name to partake, don't you think?" He laughed, even if it's still pained, but the stress of this week was melting away as the alcohol took over. He barely feels the burn of the last of his own bottle, swinging it in two fingers. A moment later he tosses it to the sky, whipping his wand at it, the glass shattering with a small explosion.

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"No, we really don't," Sirius agreed heartily, watching as James took the first shot. Then he swung his own bottle up into the air before blasting it to pieces. With another wave of his wand two more bottles were floating their way for more alcohol consumption times.

[nonmetus]

"Thanks," James was feeling much better, just letting his mind wander away from Suki, and Lily, and marriage and kids and red faeries and the observations. He tugged the lid, sighing as he downed more of the stuff.

Taking a deep breath, he fell back, sitting on the ground. The sky looked particularly fake at this moment.

"You'd think there would be a better way to do that, you know. Something like the Great Hall would lighten things up, I think."

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This time he just popped off the lid with magic, making the cap start spinning around in the air for sheer entertainment. Sirius took up space next to James on the grass as he laid back with one arm tucked beneath his head.

"That lot wouldn't know what to do with magic if they had it. They're all about science. Still, it would be nice to have something else but these clouds."

[nonmetus]

"Think we could figure out how to make a thunder storm?" He barely glanced at Sirius, just watching the sky. "Or at least make it night. Night would be nice for once."

[mortifercanis]

"How difficult could it be to change the environment in here? I'm sure the three of us could figure out something. Remus has probably read every book about Hogwarts at this point so must know about the ceiling." His gaze was more focused on the spinning bottle cap then the fake ceiling.