2. Powder
She dances around in the snow, laughing; he smiles too as he watches her. Her cheeks are rosy, her bobbled hat decorated with fine little flakes.
"Come on Remus!" she calls, darting towards him with a fistful of powder clutched in her gloved hands. He grimaces, waiting for the cold powder to be pushed down his neckā¦
She trips.
With a squeal of surprise she careens forwards, right into his arms.
He's unprepared for the collision; they tumble to the ground.
Tonks pushes up from his chest, grinning. "Whoops."
"Whoops indeed," Remus agrees, catching her cold mouth in a kiss.
A/N:The inspiration for this one came as I was listening to Merry Christmas Everyone. I'm getting in the Christmas spirit. xD It took ages to get right, since it was way too jumpy all the way through the draft version. It's obviously set at Christmas time in OotP. :)
