A/N: The reviews! I'm so happy. You all are awesome!

December 25 1998

Remus laid in her bed, needing to be encompassed by her scent. Tomorrow, he'd acknowledge twenty one years of marriage. Nearly all of that he'd spent alone. Maybe next year they'd celebrate their small muggle ceremony. He'd known then that he'd be alone for most of their marriage. Though he never thought it would hurt this much. Knowing his younger self was getting ready to marry their witch. Their mate.

He rolled over on his stomach, groaning into her pillow.

Harry chuckled from the door way. "I miss her too."

"She's getting married tomorrow," Remus said, turning his head and looking at Harry. So much like Prongs, Moony growled.

Harry shook his head, deciding that his dad's best mates had a thing for secret marriages. Only this time his best friend was in on it too, unknowingly. "How did you convince her to do that?" He crossed Hermione's room, sitting in her hideous chair.

"I had a good speech," Remus replied.

"Obviously," Harry said, in a tone that rivaled Snape's drawl.

"She was friends with him. Severus. She saved him, and Regulus. They were both spies. Regulus was a good man, after Hermione tore into him. Severus. Well he's Severus," Remus said.

"If they were friends why was he horrible to her?" Harry asked.

"Because our Miss Granger is an insufferable swot," Severus said, taking Harry's place at the door frame.

Remus sat up, fully giving up on his moping. "You miss her too. She saved your arse enough. "

"Reg missed her more," Snape said, "Now I was sent by the mutt to drag you downstairs."

"When did you start doing Sirius' dirty work?" Remus asked.

"Not Sirius. Minerva," Snape said, before walking away.

"You'll have to explain that to me later," Harry said.

Remus nodded once. He let Harry leave her room first, with a frown he closed her door. He missed her.

Christmas Day 1977

Remus woke up in an empty bed. He focused on his witch, she was down stairs in the kitchen. Remus stretched out in their bed. Every joint in his body gave off loud pops. It was Christmas morning and for the first time in years he was extremely excited. He climbed out of bed, and rushed downstairs.

Hermione was wrapped up in her thick plaid dressing gown, talking with her aunt and Dorea. Remus wrapped his arms around her shoulders, kissing the top of her head lightly.

"Morning Professor, Dorea," he greeted, catching Sirius and James' conversation as they came down the stairs, and into the kitchen.

"All I'm saying is we take Moony up to the Moon in a submarine, and see if he goes all Wolfy. Muggles go to the great beyond! Why can't we take a Moony?" Sirius said, as the pair came into the kitchen.

"Are we kicking him out of the submarine?" James asked.

"There's no oxygen on the Moon. You would kill my Mate," Hermione growled.

"Chill Mia. I didn't say we wouldn't give him scuba gear!" Sirius said, dropping a kiss on her cheek. "We just want to know if he'd go all Wolfy, and stay that way."

Hermione looked at Remus. "I'll lock you in a cupboard, to save you."

Remus kissed her. "I love you."

"James, Sirius, why are you lot trying to kill your brother?" Dorea asked, pouring Minerva more tea.

"Because Dorea your sons are dolts," Minerva stated, "Remus excluded."

"You're only being nice to him because he's your niece's Mate," James complained.

"No I'm nice to Mr. Lupin because he's not a blithering idiot like Mr. Black and yourself," Minerva stated.

Sirius looked at James. "She's got us there mate."

Hermione watched the exchange for a few more moments. Not correcting them when they said submarine instead of rocket ship. Remus kissed her, "You won't let them take me will you?"

"Never. You're all mine Remus Lupin," Hermione said.

Sirius and James shrugged. "Minnie where would we buy a submarine?" Sirius asked.

Minerva shook her head, "Idiots."

Dorea laughed. Hermione rolled her eyes, and held onto her Mate. Lily and Marly came into the kitchen.

"Lily Love, Padfoot and I are going to buy a submarine and send Moony to the Moon!" James greeted kissing Lily.

"Submarine is water. Rocket you want to buy a rocket," Lily corrected.

"Idiots," Remus and Hermione mumbled, smiling at each other.

"Why are you sending a werewolf to the Moon?" Marlene asked, getting tea.

"Full Moon twenty four seven!" Sirius exclaimed, kissing his girl.

"You're an idiot. Lils, Mia how did I get the idiot, " Marly asked, sipping her tea as she leaned into Sirius.

"You picked him," Hermione and Lily said together.

Marly kissed Sirius' cheek. "I wouldn't trade the insanity."

"I would for a nap, and thirty minutes of silence," Remus joked.

Hermione elbowed him, "No you wouldn't."

"Yeah you're right," Remus said.

Charlus came into the kitchen, "Presents in thirty you lot."

"Yes Dad," the three young men yelled.

...

Hermione handed Remus his gift from her. "I hope you'll like this," she said kissing him.

Remus stared at the small package, it was neatly wrapped with a bow on it. He slid the silk bow off of it, and opened it slowly not wanting to mess up the paper. A velvet box was in his hand.

"Hey Mia you realize Moony is supposed to propose right?" Sirius joked.

Remus rolled his eyes, and opened the box. A simple gold pocket watch was nestled in the silk. He picked it up and opened it. Hermione had already set the time. He smiled at the engraving

So I'm always with you, Remus. You're my missing piece and I've always known that. I love you always. -Mia

Remus smiled, as he kissed her. "I love it."

"I'm glad." Hermione leaned against him. "In my time you have two pictures in it. You'll know what they are when they're taken."

Remus squeezed her hand, leaning in her ear. "I have a feeling one is of tomorrow."

"I don't know. One is of you, James, and Sirius. You have never let me see the second. I've just seen the corner. Once." Hermione rested her head on his shoulder.

Remus sighed. He'd marry his witch tomorrow. "I have your present." He bent down, and picked up the box it was wrapped in. He winced at his wrapping skills.

Hermione looked at him, her eyebrow almost to her hair line. "Trust me you'll love it," he murmured.

She tore into the box with a child-like enthusiasm. Remus was an excellent gift giver. She opened the box, unfolded the tissue paper, and gasped. "Is this really?!"

Remus nodded. "I found a copy. It should answer all your questions on our unique situation."

Hermione pulled the thick tome out of its wrapping. Lycanthropes and their Mates was the only accurate literature on Werewolves and mating. Where most books were full of prejudice bullshit and bigotry. The book she held in her hands was written by a werewolf, and his Mate. It was a diary of sorts, cataloging his bite and tramsformations. The finding of his Mate, their bonding, and other life points. The book itself was seventy five years old, published after the wolf's death in 1902.

Hermione smiled at him. "I love it!" she exclaimed, kissing him, "It's perfect. Where did you find it?"

"Dumbledore, came upon it for me," Remus replied, feeling the weight of her real present in his pocket. That was for tomorrow, and he couldn't wait.

...

Hermione laid in their bed reading. She couldn't sleep. Tomorrow she was marrying the man of her dreams. Lily and Marlene thought the pair was insane. James and Sirius had stood by the couple's side agreeing with their haste, based on the circumstances. The two girls came around once Remus delivered the final argument.

"Being bound to Hermione this way should keep Moony at bay until we can claim her. I have twenty one years without her. It will slowly kill me, unless we do this. I can't live without her," Remus said.

Hermione rested her head on the headboard. Her life would change again tomorrow. Remus came into their room, tripping over his feet. She shot him a dirty look.

"Few celebratory drinks," he said.

"Sirius?" she asked.

"Never," Remus scoffed.

"Bollocks," she replied, "You're not getting cold feet on me are you?"

"I love you too much. You're my missing piece Mia." He tugged off his jumper and trousers before sliding into bed with her. "I don't want to live without you."

"I don't either Remus," Hermione whispered.

He kissed her, "Tomorrow you'll be Mrs. Remus Lupin."

Hermione smiled. "That sounds brilliant."

He pulled her close to him. "Always."

"Always," she murmured.

The group had made their excuses, the next morning. Each one dressed nicely saying to the Potter's they were going to spend the day in Diagon Alley. They had apperated a few hundred yards from the small muggle church. Hermione's hand firmly in Remus'. They were ready for this, the marriage certificate in hand. Hermione looked up at Remus, "Cold feet?"

He shook his head. "No its you."

Hermione sighed, as the group walked into the church. They found the Reverend, a tall skinny older man, and convinced him to marry the pair.

They stood in front of each other as the ceremony began. Hermione's heart thudded in her chest, as her eyes started to burn. She took a deep breath. The pair had written their own vows.

"Remus I promise to always be there when you need me, if not physically in spirit, because neither one of us know how much time I have left with you. I'll always love you. I vow to support you and your dreams. I promise we'll have midnight conversations, I promise to save your hide when there's a work function. I promise never to hide from you, but to run to you when I need you and your guidance. I love you. You're my missing piece," she said, wiping her eyes on her cream sweater dress.

Remus squeezed her hands. "Hermione, you're my world, my Mate, my partner. You're my bright light the silver lining to my curses. I was given you to cope, and I hope to honor these vows everyday. I promise to protect you. I promise to fight for yiu and by your side. I promise to encourage your passion for knowledge. I promise to forgive you everyday for the things you will not know. I love you Mia. You're my other half, " he said.

Hermione pulled a gold band out of the pocket of her dress. She'd transfigured a link out of an old bracelet into a ring for Remus. She slid it over his knuckles and into place.

Remus produced a small box from his coat pocket. He opened it, pulling out a gold ring. Her real Christmas present. He slid it onto her finger.

The pair said their I do's, and were pronounced husband and wife. Remus kissed her, passionately, dipping her as their four friends clapped.

...

Remus buried his head in Hermione's curls. "I love you Mrs. R. J. Lupin."

"And I you," she whispered, kissing his neck. "We're married."

"That we are," he said, "Our life together is going to be put on hold."

Hermione frowned. "Let's just enjoy the moments we have before I'm gone."

"Agreed," he said. "We need to get back to the Potter's."

A/N: And they're married. Okay quick memo the week after next I'm on vacation I shall not have an update that week because anniversary trip! That and my nephew was born today (he's early)! Yay another boy! (I have all neices this excites me.) Next week I might have an update if not I'm spoiling a baby.