Disclaimer- I don't own Harry Potter.

This one is short, but I wasn't even planning on doing it until someone suggested have Sirius in it a little more.

Oh, and about my last chapter and the Lord of the Rings thing, it only said that Fred and George actually knew what it was, and in Chamber of Secrets Fred and George knew how to pick a Muggle lock, so I figure they'd be up to date in Muggle stuff.

Review and tell me what you think, cause I wanna know! And check out my other stories, My Gradenia Experience and They Grey Ship, cause no one ever reads them!

Tonks tripped over a familiar evil. Glaring at it, she turned the umbrella stand the right way and limped in a way reminiscent of Mad-Eye up to the drawing room, where the Weasley clan and Harry were singing Christmas carols. Shuddering, she passed by that room quickly. Tonks did not like Christmas carols. Instead, she went up to Sirius's room on the third floor. It turned out that Sirius was innocent after all.

She sank on his bed and expected a cheery welcome. She didn't receive one. This surprised her, as Sirius had been much more cheery ever since the Weasleys and Harry had decided to stay for the holidays.

Sirius was staring gloomily at a picture of him, Remus, James, and Peter Pettigrew on the wall.

"Hey. What's wrong?" she asked.

"Mmm. Nothing really."

"Where's Remus? Is he on a mission for the order?"

"Ok, maybe there is something wrong." he admitted. Tonks was surprised at his sudden change. Then again, this was Sirius Black.

"What is it?"

"Well, you know that I like Christmas, and Harry like Christmas, and you like Christmas, and the Weasleys like Christmas, and Dumbledore likes Christmas, right?" said Sirius.

"Umm…yes?" said Tonks, wondering where this was going.

"Remus doesn't like Christmas."

"Why…why not!" blustered Tonks. "Christmas is awesome!"

"Not for him. Apparently he's hasn't had a good Christmas for fourteen years." commented Sirius.

"Why not?"

"Oh, you know, the usual. James and Lily are dead, Peter was a rat, and I was in Azkaban. Being alone for who knows how long. Being hated and shunned for who knows how long."

"What about the year he taught at Hogwarts?"

"It was full moon. It's usually at least close to full moon, but rarely is it actually the date."

"Oh." said Tonks quietly. "Where is he?"

"In his room, wallowing in his misery. Why does he do this to me! He knows I can't be happy if he's depressed like this." muttered Sirius angrily.

"He's not choosing to be depressed!" defended Tonks. "How would you feel if all you had were people hating you for that long!"

Sirius raised his eyebrows. "Who do you think you're talking to?"

Tonks blushed. Duh. Sirius had spent twelve years alone in Azkaban.

Sirius shrugged. "It's alright. And besides, you're right. His Christmas's were probably worse than mine, he probably hoped that someone would care enough to find him, but no one ever did. And he'd be able to see everyone else enjoying themselves and have to deal with the fact he was alone."

Tonks swatted Sirius. "Stop it! You're making me feel guilty!"

Tonks pulled something out of her robes. It was a wrapped present. "Here you go, Sirius."

Sirius demolished the wrapping paper in seconds. "What is it?"

Tonks laughed. "It's a Muggle Game Boy. Have fun."

She started to leave, but Sirius stopped her. "What's this?" he asked, holding up a red game card.

"It's Pokémon FireRed. See ya."

"Where're you going?"

"To visit Remus."

Tonks left and went down a flight of stairs to Remus's room. She knocked softly.

"Who's there?" came the hoarse reply.

"Tonks."

"Oh. It's you." said Remus's tired voice. Tonks felt like hitting him for the less-than-warm welcome. "Come in, I guess."

She opened the door and wondered what she would find. There was Remus, sitting on his disheveled bed looking pretty disheveled himself. His robes were wrinkled and there were bags under his eyes. He appeared to be reading something, but obviously hadn't been paying much attention, since the book was upside down.

"Hi."

"Shut the door behind you." came the ungracious reply.

She did, and she sat on the bed next to him. He didn't move, but just stared at his hands.

"I assume you've come because you talked to Sirius, right?" he said.

"Yes and no. See, I had another reason for coming."

"And?"

It suddenly struck Tonks how much Remus had to hate Christmas. He was always kind to everyone he talked, even people who were prejudiced against him, like Mundungus. Now he just wanted to be left alone. Or did he? Maybe he was really lonely and didn't know how to express himself after all those years of exile.

"I brought you a present." she said.

He looked up. "You didn't have to. I don't have anything for you." he muttered.

"That's ok. I still want to give it to you." From out of her robes she pulled a round parcel and handed it to Remus. She noted how his hands slowly pulled off the wrappings, carefully so as not to harm the present. She compared this to Sirius's haywire present unwrapping, and found she preferred Remus's.

Remus gave her a startled look. She had given him a record.

"Well, I noticed you had a record player and I thought you might like another record so that's what I got you." rambled Tonks. I hope it's ok, 'cause I really didn't-"

Remus gave her a smile. "Thank you. It's certainly the best present I've gotten in years, including the one Sirius sent me while he was in hiding last year."

"What was it?"

"I'm not entirely sure. I'm thinking it was a dead rat, though."

Tonks laughed. Then she had an idea. "I know what you can give me for a present." she said.

"What's that?"

"A dance." said Tonks, and she put the record on. Slow music began to emanate from the player and a surprised but gratified Remus stood up and placed his hand on her waist. Tonks placed her hand in his and they revolved slowly on the spot. The music was getting to her, and Tonks put her head on Remus's shoulder. He tensed at first, but relaxed after a moment.

It pained Tonks to know how afraid of being open to people Remus was. He was always so closed to everyone, even members of the Order. Tonks knew that, and she wanted to be close to him, and wanted to feel special to him. She didn't know what the feeling was, but she liked it.

The song ended, and Remus abruptly let go of her hand. "You've got your present."

Tonks smiled, and said. "C'mon, it's dinnertime. Molly'll murder us if we don't show up for dinner."

Remus smirked. "You're right about that. Should we get Sirius?"

Tonks shook her head. "Nah. He'll be busy all night."

And together they headed downstairs.

By the way, Sirius didn't put down the Game Boy for several hours. And then only because it died. Don't worry, he saved!

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