Re: AFTER 8 PM
Remus couldn't believe what he was hearing, but he was still convinced this was just Sirius being drunk and belligerent. This wasn't what he really wanted. He'd never touch Malfoy if he had his wits about him. None of this made a lick of sense, which was exactly why he thought it was purely the alcohol and the fact that Malfoy was a creepy prat.
"Sirius, please," he said, and reached out to take hold of one of his arms. "Just come with me. Come to the room with me." If they could just go back to the dorm, they could set things right. He could take care of him, tuck him in and let him sleep off the intoxication. "Please?"