They were just taking a nap, that was all.
They had been up early that morning, and wanted to watch the fireworks over the Black Lake.

Sirius, Remus and James were all sleeping, spread out across three armchairs.

He was kissing a Veela. It was a beautiful Veela. But she had red hair.
“James?” it asked him, shaking him gently. Veelas don’t sound like that…
He opened his eyes.
It wasn’t a Veela!.
“Evans, hi! I was just-we were just… having a nap,” he explained.
She smiled. “Are you watching the fireworks? They’re about to start.”

“Oh, are they?”