Christmas Eve

It was the day before Christmas and everything was ready. The tree was decorated, and Remus' present was almost finished.

Sirius had spent time with Fabian and Gideon's sister and learnt how to do knitting spells. It was something he never expected to learn, but due to Remus' obsession with knitted items, Sirius hoped that Remus liked what he made for him.

It was harder than expected and the jumper Sirius had envisioned making for Remus was clearly not happening. Sirius was sure that Molly Weasley was going to hit him on the head with a frying pan due to frustration, so he opted for a scarf. Remus' current scarf was quite old and worn. It was his old scarf from Hogwarts and Sirius wasn't sure whether replacing it with a new one would be welcomed. He knew that the scarf had a lot of sentimental value after all, but Remus needed a new scarf.

He watched the needles knitting the cream and brown scarf and hoped it would be finished before midnight so he could bring it to the Potters.

They weren't going to open the presents until that evening when the four of them were together. He couldn't wait to see Remus' face.

...oOo...

Sirius carefully folded the scarf up, marvelling at how soft it was. He had previously soaked the wool he was going to use, in a softening potion and a warming potion. The softening potion to make the wool soft and comfortable and the warming potion to keep Remus' neck toasty warm. He struggled a little bit on the end of the scarf, but at eleven that night, he had the present finished and wrapped up.

He used his mirror to give James a call to open the floo, and soon the present was put under the Potter's tree. He headed back and Remus was in the living room, staring at the fireplace.

"Remus, I thought you were sleeping?" Sirius asked, surprised to see him.

"Reading," Remus replied. "I heard the floo and just came in to make sure everything was all right."

"Yeah, just dropping the presents off at James'."

"Great. Well, I'm going to go and make hot-chocolate," Remus replied, pulling his cover tighter around him.

Sirius nodded. "Is there a reason why you're wrapped up in your blanket?"

"Yeah. Freezing. Even my room feels cold and I've used countless heating charms. I haven't been warm since..." Remus stopped and blushed, biting his lip.

"Since what?" Sirius asked, curiously.

"Well, since you were in the bed with me," Remus admitted.

"Oh? OH! Right... well, if you can't sleep because you're cold, I'd love... I'm happy to... I mean if you want, I could stay in there with you tonight... if you want?" Sirius asked, desperately wanting Remus to say yes.

"Really?" Remus asked, smiling. "That would be great. But let's have hot-chocolate first."

Sirius made the hot-chocolate as fast as possible. He usually took longer than Remus to drink it, but drank his down as quickly as Remus did when faced with the melted chocolate. The cups were left in the sink and Sirius headed back to Remus.

He nervously followed Remus into the bedroom and watched Remus take his t-shirt off and climb under the covers.

He took his own t-shirt off, before joining Remus.

"It's boiling under here," Sirius whispered.

"Is it?" Remus whispered in return.

"Yeah. So how can I help?"

"Just move closer and keep me warm," Remus whispered.

Sirius shifted closer and Remus threw the cover over their heads to keep the heat in.

"Closer," Remus whispered, and Sirius moved so their bodies were almost pressed against each other.

"Closer," he repeated. Sirius' arms wrapped around Remus, pulling him close so their bodies were flush.

"Perfect," Remus said, arms wrapping around Sirius. "I'll be able to sleep now."

Sirius didn't reply. He was glad that Remus would be able to sleep, because he was sure that he wouldn't have any hope of sleeping himself - especially with Remus snuggling into him.

"This Christmas is going to be amazing," Remus whispered.

"It's already amazing," Sirius whispered in reply.

"I'm so glad that you're spending Christmas with me at my parents."

"Yeah, I told you that I was going to be their favourite," Sirius said.

"You want to know a secret?" Remus asked.

"What?" Sirius replied.

"You're my favourite too," Remus admitted.

Sirius was glad that it was dark, otherwise Remus would see the massive grin that wouldn't disappear from his face.

"Night Sirius," Remus whispered, yawning loudly.

"Night Remus," Sirius replied.

It wasn't long before Remus was sleeping and Sirius held him tighter, making the most of having Remus in his arms.

Sirius didn't mind the overpowering heat of the room or covers, because that moment was perfect. Remus was in his arms. Remus was holding him as he slept and it was as perfect as he had imagined. He just hoped that Remus would be cold the next night too.

Review Please.

Sorry, I am quite behind. Christmas was busy. I'll try and have Christmas day up later today or tomorrow.

Also - go check out Hato-ryou-chan's story. She's written a beautiful WolfStar Christmas story. (Where I got the idea for WolfStar cuddles to stay warm in bed).

Merry Christmas everyone. :)

Apologies for spelling mistakes. There was a spellchecker on this, but fanfiction have taken it away, so I'm not catching as many mistakes as before.