AFTER 8 PM
It was becoming more and more obvious that Sirius had definitely been into something alcoholic. And the more he spoke, the more clear it became that someone had spiked the punch. Remus had his suspicions it was either Sirius himself or James who had done it, but that was not really what mattered at the moment. Sirius had just swept him into a dance and Remus had to devote his entire focus on trying to keep up.
"Sirius -- that's not -- .. That's not four. You're moving on two," he commented, trying not to tumble over his own feet or the other boy's.