Hey, here is another chapter. I know it's short, but I wanted Christmas to be a chapter by itself. I hope you enjoy this chapter, this is for all you Remus fans! I don't own Harry Potter, J. K.Rowling does. Please R/R.

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"Remus, Peter, are you sure about this?" Lily asked. It was a week later and Lily looked around at the group. Sirius stood with his arm around Katie who was next to Lily. James was standing behind her with his arms wrapped around her waist. Remus and Peter were in front of them, and Remus had Harry in his arms. James, Lily, Katie and Sirius were all dressed up in their nicest robes.

"Go and have a good time," Remus told them and he laughed as Harry grabbed his ear. He had started to grab everything insight and he would hold on as tight as he could.

"Are you feeling well enough?" Katie asked him.

"GO!" Remus laughed again. "We can look after Prongs Jr."

"Fine," Lily gave up.

"They offered," James told her. "Anyway, its Remus, when we get back, we don't have to worry about Harry knowing how to blow up the house. We might have to lock the library from now on but that's okay. I was thinking about doing that anyway." James kissed Lily on the cheek. "Lets go."

They left.

Remus took Harry into the living room and Peter followed him.

"Any bets on when Sirius proposes to Katie?" Remus asked sitting down and putting the 5-month-old baby on his lap.

Peter shrugged and didn't answer. Remus looked at him, and he had been quiet recently. Harry though made a noise and Remus was distracted. He played a few baby games with Harry as Peter looked on. As Harry grabbed some of his hair, he looked out the window. December had come and brought the cold and the wind. Remus smiled as he saw it starting to snow.

"Look Wormtail, its snow," he exclaimed.

"So?" Peter asked.

"It's Harry first time seeing snow," Remus got up. He decided to go outside, Harry had to be outside and experience his first snow falling. He grabbed their cloaks and quickly put them on and put warming charms on both of them. They went outside. The snow was now falling more quickly and Harry let out a squeal of delight. Remus put his hand out and caught a flake. He looked at Harry, his small green eyes were like dancing in his eyes, he was looking all around him.

The flakes were big and white. Remus laughed and held Harry, "Look Harry, its snow!" He held out a flake to Harry. Harry grabbed at it but it melted in his hand. He looked at Remus' hand where the flake had been and another fell on his hand. Harry squealed again and made another grab for it. Another flake fell on Harry's head and he made a grab for that. Remus smiled and he looked up at the sky letting the flakes fall on his face.

Remus did a bit of a dance still holding Harry. Harry clapped his small hands together and busied himself trying to get another flake. Remus put out his tongue and caught one on his tongue. He felt like a kid again, and he was back to a time when he was not bothered about the war or even being a werewolf. He felt four years old again, when life had been simple and enjoyable. He felt carefree again.

He looked at Harry who was enjoying the snow as much as he was. Remus put him down on the ground and watched as Harry crawled through the snow and picked some up in his small hands. It melted quickly and this made Harry keep grabbing for more, trying to get some to stay in his hands.

Remus looked back at Peter who was by the door. "Wormtail come out and play in the snow with us!" He yelled to him.

Peter came out slowly. He didn't have his cloak on, and he didn't stay long. He wasn't as intrigued with the snow as Remus and Harry were. He went back inside leaving Remus sitting in the snow with Harry. Remus made a few snowballs and threw them as far as he could with Harry watching.

They went back inside some time later. Harry began to cry when Remus took off his cloak. "Sorry Harry, your mum would kill me though if you were out there to long." He took Harry and they went to go sit in the living room. As Harry fell asleep in Remus' arms, he talked to Peter. They mostly talked about their school mates and times at Hogwarts. Remus still with the feeling of a child did not want to think of the horrors of the war. He couldn't talk to much about it with Peter who wasn't in the Order.

Remus went to go put Harry into his crib and then came back down. He opened up a book but he found himself unable to concentrate on it. His thoughts kept going back to Harry, and he was so small, so naive, so innocent. He was the hope of the Marauders, but also a goal. What would any of them give to let Harry live in a world without pain or suffering? What would they give so that Harry would never need to know Voldemort of his Death Eaters? Remus turned the page in his book, it was his generation who would take the blunt of the fighting but as an uneasy feeling settled in his stomach, he had a feeling it would be Harry's generation that would finish it for good.

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Dumbledore visited a few days later. He confessed that he was disappointed not to have seen Harry the last time he had been at the Mansion and he was growing anxious at the inability of accessing the Marauders through the fireplace.

"It could be watched," he said gravely. "I would think though with the protections around this house that would be impossible."

"It should be impossible," James agreed. He had not thought of it recently, his mind had been on Remus lately. "Why don't we take a look at the charms around the house after you see Harry?"

Lily brought Harry out from his nap. The almost six month old baby was getting big. He latched himself onto Dumbledore's beard as soon as Dumbledore reached out to hold him.

"Gracious me," Dumbledore exclaimed as Harry grabbed onto him. If Harry did not have such a tight hold on him, he might have dropped the young child. Harry felt powerful, as though he was at least 5 years old. Babies he knew didn't start showing signs of magic until they were at least a few years old, but he could feel magic around Harry. He decided that with his parents being as powerful as they were it was to be expected. He didn't say anything to them. "He looks exactly like you." He said instead.

"He has Lily's eyes though," James nodded his head. "I hope he gets her eye sight."

"It would be a shame for such a cute kid to have to walk around with ugly glasses," Sirius spoke nudging James.

"If he does need glasses, James here will get him ones exactly like his," Remus told Dumbledore.

"He thinks they attracts girls' attention," Peter finished.

"I do not!" exclaimed James. "I happen to be married. I do not think like that!"

"You did at school," Sirius laughed. "Come on, you spent half your life touching them. The other half you spent ruffling your hair!"

"I remember that!" Remus laughed. "The hair and the glasses, how did the girl's ever stop looking at you?"

"Shut it," James told them.

Dumbledore shook his head at the four of them and looked at Harry. He was a fine baby, he decided, and he will grow into a fine boy. He was glad everything was going well between two of his favorite students, but he had been fearful for a few years that they would hex each other to death.

"Why don't we go and see about the charms around the house now," James who had enough of the teasing spoke to Dumbledore.

Dumbledore gave Harry to Remus slowly. Sirius stepped forward and together they were able to free his beard from Harry's grasp. He then left with James to see to the charms.

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They came in an hour later both looking perplexed. James sat down heavily in his chair and motioned Dumbledore to sit. Remus, Peter, Sirius and Lily all looked at them waiting to hear how they made out.

"Nothing is wrong with the charms around the house," James sighed. "Someone though has been watching the Floo Connection. I've closed it off."

"Are we safe now?" Lily asked looking at Harry.

"Of course," James reassured her. "We might want to be careful what we put in the owl post though, just incase."

Everyone nodded.

"Well I must be getting back to Hogwarts, thank you James for this wonderful day," Dumbledore got up. "If I find out anything about the charms, or hear about the Mansion being watched I will contact you."

"Thank you sir," James stood up and walked him out.

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"This is sick," James threw down the paper a few days later. The Marauders were all eating breakfast and Lily was feeding Harry. "Crouch is no better than Death Eaters."

Sirius picked up the paper and scanned the headlines, "How did this idiot gain so much power?" He asked.

"I don't know," James admitted. "We should have paid more attention to the paper while we were at school."

"Crouch is sending accused Death Eaters to Azkaban without a trial?" Remus got the paper from Sirius. "What about people put under the Imperious?"

"They don't check, its straight to Azkaban with you," Sirius shook his head.

"That is sick," Remus agreed with James.

"I wish Dumbledore would just take over the Ministry like people want him to," said Sirius. "He would make sure none of this happened."

"What about Hogwarts then? It would be taken over in minutes," James shook his head.

"Maybe Dumbledore should duel the Dark Lord," Peter spoke up. "He beat one Dark Lord didn't he?"

"They have dueled before," James reminded him. "Voldemort is too scared to stay in the duel for that long though. He gets out of it after a few curses."

"Well something needs to happen," Remus sighed and put down the paper. "And soon."