AFTER 8 PM
Remus nearly fell over when Sirius abruptly stopped their dance. He'd barely gotten his footing when they took off again into a twostep that was only graceful because Sirius was leading the way. Intelligent as he was, Remus had never really learned to dance. It wasn't exactly his forte. He was just following Sirius around on the dance floor. He could only imagine how this all must have looked, but he also didn't really care. Everyone knew the Marauders and how close they were. This wasn't really anything out of the ordinary.
"How much punch have you had tonight, Pads?" He called out over the loud music.