James & Teddy
It had taken absolutely fucking everything to get him out of bed. Teddy was having one of his moments where he just wanted to sleep for days and anyone and everyone could fuck right off. Unfortunately, he was in a place where people would notice if he suddenly vanished for a couple of days - not like... Before where he could say he was sick and no one would question it. There had been no one to fully disappoint when he was off on his own.
Now, if he didn't at least attempt to make an appearance at this 'party,' certain people would notice his absence. It wouldn't be overly important in the long run but to his brain, it felt like it. So he had found the Room, wandered about for a moment, enjoying the all-to-familiar music, until he'd gotten thirsty and started towards the collection of bottles. Normally, he wasn't much for alcohol but there didn't seem to be much of a choice.
Not realizing he was crossing someone's sudden path, he was surprised when someone bumped right into him. Teddy's hands came up automatically to steady the person by the upper arms, a forgiving smile forming, "Oh, careful there, mate!" And then his dark eyes grew wide as he realized - yes, of course, "James! I've been hoping to run into you - not literally, mind you, but--" He had to resist the urge to hug him. With Sirius, it had been a natural energy but one could never tell with Potters. So he stepped back and held out a hand, "Teddy Lupin. Hi."