Disclaimer: Not mine, I'm just playing around with them for a bit.

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Remus slowly opened his eyes then quickly pulled the crimson covers over his face to block out the bright sunlight streaming through the window by his bed. The full moon had been about a week ago and he was still a little tired and wasn't really in the mood to get out of his warm bed yet.

As he laid there for a few minutes he listened to the sounds of the others. Peter was snoring loudly in the identical bed to his right, James was mumbling something in his sleep across the room, and Sirius was moving around in his bed on his left.

Once Remus was more awake, he uncovered one honey colored eye so he could peek out at his window. It had snow the night before and half of the glass was covered in the white powder. 'I wonder if they still want to have a snowball fight…' Remus thought to himself as he sat up in his bed and stretched.

The four first years had spent most of the night talking about what they could with their break. So far, they'd discovered a few new secret passage ways, had come up with new prank ideas, and he even got the other boys to start their homework. But as soon as they had started to really complain he said they could stop. Even though he wanted to get all his work done, he didn't want to lose the only friends he'd ever had by pushing them to hard and making them irritated at him.

Instead of dwelling of the thought of his low amount of friends, Remus crawled to the foot of his bed and pulled his dark blue, tattered robe out of his trunk and slipped it on. Even though they'd only been at Hogwarts a few months, the four boys had already fallen into a routine of sorts.

Remus was always the first one up; unless it was a morning the Gryffindors were practicing Quidditch. James and Sirius weren't on the team yet but they always ran down to the Pitch to watch the team practice.

But since this was a holiday, Remus knew that he'd be the only one up for a little while longer. While he waited, he looked over at the window again and saw that it was still snowing outside.

When James had brought up the subject of a snowball fight last night, he'd been secretly excited. He had never been in one before. Sure, he'd seen other kids around his neighborhood having them. Laughing with rosy cheeks as they were hit by the white balls until their mothers called them in to get warm.

Because of his condition, he and his family were always moving around. It was mostly because their neighbors didn't want a 'monster' near their children but sometimes he just didn't feel safe. For some reason, the wolf inside of Remus didn't like small spaces and during the full moon would wreak more havoc than was necessary on his body.

But now that he was finally here, Remus hoped that he could keep his condition a secret a little longer and finally have some fun while he learned magic. That's why he was always so careful around the others. He never changed where they could see him and when he went to the Shrieking Shack, he'd always come up with some lie to tell them. He just wondered how long this would last.

He was torn from his thoughts when the bed dipped right behind him. "What're you lookin' at?" Sirius asked sleepily as he crawled next to his side then rubbed an eye.

"Just wondering how much snow we got," Remus said and blinked when the black haired boy leaned on him heavily, still obviously tired.

"How much do ya think?" Sirius as his eyes closed again and he snuggled closer to the other boy.

"Maybe a foot," he answered and looked down at his friend. He had quickly gotten used to Sirius' need to touch other people but it still made him nervous. Just the right spot and one of his new bruises might be found out or worse…Sirius could see the scars that covered his chest by randomly jumping onto his bed while he was changing.

But right now, there wasn't really anything for him to be afraid of. The boy had fallen asleep with his head on Remus' shoulder. He smiled fondly at him then looked out the window. They must have sat like that for a long time because Remus' back was starting to hurt from being straight for so long.

"Sirius?" he whispered when he couldn't stand the strain on his spine. When he didn't move, Remus came up with an idea. "Don't you want to see your presents?"

Suddenly, the black haired boy shot up with a big smile. "Right!" He jumped onto the bed and started to jump up and down, almost hitting his head on the canopy above. "Jamesie! Petey! Time for presents and Christmas breakfast!"

Sirius hopped off the bed and ran over to his best friend who was slowly sitting up and seemed to be a little confused. Unlike Peter. The blonde boy had been in such a hurry to get down to the Great Hall that he'd fallen onto the floor and was rubbing a sore nose. "Presents firsts?" he asked standing up slowly and looked around for the gifts.

"Yes!" James and Sirius said at the exact time and both ran towards the door, playfully shoving each other along the way. Peter hurried after them with an excited look on his face and Remus slowly followed his friends.

Since they were the only residents in Gryffindor tower over the break James and Sirius were making up for the quiet that surrounded them. "I found a present for Remus!" Sirius called happily and tossed the small rectangular box at him before he'd even reached the last step. As the young werewolf looked at the poorly wrapped gift he felt three sets of eyes staring at him.

Instead of looking at his friends, he silently wondered what was going to spring out at him and slowly unwrapped the box. He closed his eyes as the bright red paper fell to the ground and he lifted the lid, ready for the attack. But nothing happened. "What's he doing?" he heard James whisper as he opened his eyes and looked down at the gift. Nestled inside was a pair of black gloves.

"Whoa…" he said astonished and carefully plucked one out. It felt like velvet and he looked up at his friends. Two faces were smiling big at him while Peter just wore a small, sheepish one.

"Want mine?" Peter asked quietly and held up a box that was also wrapped poorly. "I couldn't think of anything good to get anyone so I just got you some chocolate."

Remus' eyes must have widened because now the shorter boy was smiling a bit bigger and held up his gift to him. He hurried over and took it from him, wanting to tear it open and eat the sweets inside. "My turn!" James cried happily and shoved a box at Remus as he sat down on the ground.

The brunette eyed him wearily but unwrapped the large box, which was wrapped perfectly. Inside was a thick black book with no title. "What is this?" he asked as he picked it up and leafed through the pages, only to find them blank.

"It's a journal that never runs out of pages," James said happily and scooted closer to look as well. "You're always complaining about us wasting all your parchment for our pranks. So I asked my mum to look for something that you'd like."

Remus looked over at him but only saw the mess of black hair as he looked at the book then smiled fondly at him.

'Of course James would think of something like this,' he thought as he set the book back in the box. "Thanks, guys," he said then looked at the presents under the tree for them from him. "Who's turn?"

James, Sirius, and Peter all looked at each other and dove for their own presents.

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"Um…Sirius?" Remus asked before he walked outside. After presents and breakfast, James had claimed that it was time for the snowball fight and had dragged Remus and Peter with the help of Sirius back up to the dorm to get changed.

"Yeah, Remus?" the black haired boy said spinning around in his spot and looked at him.

"Thanks for these," he said playing with one of the black gloves, the other was already warming his hand. "But…how'd you…"

"Get them?" Sirius asked when Remus didn't finish what he was saying. He smiled a little bigger and walked back over to him. "I saw that yours were all holey and I just sent a letter to my mum saying that I lost my others. She sent those with a nagging letter back."

Remus nodded in understanding and ducked just in time to miss a snowball that James threw at him. "Get out here before I win!" he laughed and threw another, this time hitting Sirius right in the chest. He laughed back and chased after James, successfully tackling him down into a large snow bank

Remus pulled the other glove on and ran after Sirius to join in on the fight.

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