In vino veritas.

Don't think I'm going to be drinking that much again in the near future.

And neither is Harry, if all the moaning was any indication. At least his green pallor matches his eyes. A fresh pickled toad, indeed.

Sirius was not amused, at least until the hangovers kicked in. Then he would not stop laughing.

Hope he likes his tentacle ears. They're really quite fetching.

I'm going back to bed now.

PS for Harry:

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Love, Remus.