Lily Evans stood in the entrance of the Gryffindor boys' dormitory. Her red hair was positively askew, her robes slightly disheveled, and her eyes enshrouded with a raw desperation. She stared intensely at the hazel-eyed, dark-haired boy at the other side of the doorway. "James Potter, I need you to fuck me."

The Marauders invite Lily and her friends to hang out with them one night. In the midst of a fun night of drunkenness and hilarity, many truths are revealed.