A/N: I'm writing this as a Smutmas--er, I mean, Christmas--gift for my wonderful friend Riley Masters. It's only half done at the moment, so stay tuned for the more, er, interesting part, which should be finished by or on Christmas.

Disclaimer: I own only Katie Marshall. The rest is J.K. Rowling's.

WARNING! This contains SLASH, SMUT, and CLICHES!!! Only for the MATURE readers!!

"Lily, truth or dare?"

It was the night before the full moon, and the Marauders—finally in their seventh year—were attempting to distract the brooding Remus with a game of truth or dare. James had invited Lily and her friend Katie Marshall to join them, because no self-respecting bloke played truth or dare with just his mates (or so James put it, anyway), and because it was the last week before the Christmas holidays. Sirius, unbeknownst to the others, had hidden a bottle of Firewhiskey in his robes to make the game more exciting later on. Though after considering the uninteresting turn the game had taken, he thought that now would be the perfect time, lest he die of boredom.

"Er, I think I'll pick da—"

"Wait!" Everyone turned to look at Sirius. "Sorry, mates, but I think we need a bit more excitement." As the others exchanged wary looks—Sirius's ideas were famous for being, well, bad—he revealed the bottle. "Aw, come on, mates," he protested, seeing his friends' distrusting expressions, "it's simple: Before someone takes their turn, they have to take a shot. Makes thing more interesting, you know?"

The Marauders looked skeptical, so everyone present was surprised when Lily spoke up. "I think that's a good idea. How about you, Katie?"

Everyone looked at her expectantly. The brunette girl blushed. Her crush on Sirius was the most well-know secret of their year. "I agree. I think we should do it."

Sirius looked surprised at Lily's acceptance of his suggestion. "Well, Evans," he teased, "I didn't know you had it in you."

Lily looked mildly offended. Annoyed, she retorted, "I don't see why everyone thinks I'm such a prude. I'm just adventurous as any of you."

James chuckled. "Oh, yeah, you should see what she did the other night—oh Merlin, that was ama—" He broke off abruptly, noticing the glare that Lily was giving him, a glare that clearly said Go any further and it'll never happen again.

"All right, you guys, stop bickering and let's get back to the game, shall we?" interjected Katie.

Peter, who had been silently eating a pasty until this point, smiled eagerly and nodded. "Yeah, guys, I want to play some more."

"Okay, fine. Here, Evans. Take a shot." Sirius conjured a shot glass and filled it with Firewhiskey. "But hold on for just a moment…" He put his finger to his lips and leaned over toward a pale-looking Remus, who was reading a book. Suddenly he Banished the heavy volume to the other side of the room. Remus looked up, glowering, and made to go get it, but Sirius grabbed him by the shoulders and forced him back down. "Oh, no you don't, Mooney," he warned. "Try anything and next time I'll Vanish it." That stopped the slighter boy, and he sat back, growling. "Ok, Evans, go ahead. Pick your poison."

Lily sighed, pushing her hair out of her eyes. "Dare. As I was saying before."

Sirius smirked and leaned back, putting his hands behind his head. "Mooney? It was your go."

Remus smirked, somewhat uncharacteristically. "I dare you…to snog Katie."

Sirius hooted, Peter clapped, and James's mouth opened slightly in shock. Lily, however, didn't seem fazed; she simply flicked her hair back before approaching Katie. She whispered something to the other girl that sounded, to Sirius, suspiciously similar to "Let's give them a show" before locking lips. They snogged for a good thirty seconds—to applause, hoots, and whistles from the boys, before breaking apart.

Lily sat back down beside James, emerald eyes glinting. "My turn, is it? Very well…" Her eyes flashed menacingly. "Remus. Truth or dare?"

He took the Firewhiskey from Sirius, took a swig, and answered. "Dare."

"Then…I dare you to snog Sirius." She smirked, satisfied. Katie gasped and put her hands over her mouth; she looked delighted. The Marauders, on the other hand, all looked shocked—that is, except for Sirius.

"Aw, come on, Mooney—you know you want to," he teased, leaning back on his arms.

Remus, whose face had gone bone-white, gulped and appeared to steel himself. He took another drink from the Firewhiskey, and, to everyone's astonishment, straddled the black-haired boy. He leaned his head down and stopped millimeters above the Animagus's lips, smirking, before finally closing the distance between them.

A/N: Stay tuned for the rest later on! Happy holidays!

*Aelia