A/N: At the beginning it's still the 28th but it's near 11 at night and slowly progresses into the next day...BTW This has got to be the fluffiest thing I've ever written...

December 29: This Love
When Remus got home he couldn't find Sirius anywhere. In fact he couldn't find anyone. His father was called into work, Renee and Isaac went home to tend to Jules, and the maids all retired for the day.

"Are you sure you looked everywhere?" Desiree asked. "Sirius is probably hiding somewhere. I mean look how many places you found and always hid from us." She smiled at the memories. "You always went outside if I remember correctly."

"Why would he go outside in below zero weather?"

"Why did you?"

Remus thought about that for a moment. "To get away from everything, I suppose. But why would Sirius want to get away?"

"Find him and ask him yourself." Desiree walked away leaving Remus in the middle of the hallway alone.

"Problem is I can't find him," Remus commented to himself. "The last time he disappeared no one found him until he wanted to be found."

But Hogwarts was bigger and had more secret entrances and rooms than Dumbledore knew himself. Chances of finding Sirius were easier here than there. And Remus knew all the best hiding places from experience.

So he decided to go with his mother's idea and look outside. Surprisingly or unsurprisingly, Remus found Sirius huddled on the ground next to a tree. The same tree where they first kissed.

"Sirius?" The black-haired boy made no notion that he knew of Remus' presence. "Sirius, talk to me." Remus took Sirius' hands and laced them with his. Sirius must have been out here awhile because his hands felt like ice. Remus rubbed their hands together to create friction so some warmth would be restored. All the while, Sirius never once looked at the auburn- headed boy.

"What happened?" Fear flowed through Remus' veins. "If someone did something..." Sirius still didn't answer. Remus sat down snow chilling his body. He watched Sirius closely, every breath, every eye movement, every shiver.

"How can something so right, be so wrong?" Sirius asked finally, still not lifting his head up to look at Remus.

Remus brows furrowed. "What?"

"Us. It feels right to us, but to everyone else it's wrong."

"Since when do you care what other people think?" Remus tilted Sirius' head up with one finger. "You're thinking too much. Trust your heart, your brain can deceive you."

Sirius averted his gaze. "My heart wants what's best for you. What will make you happier in life—"

"What will me make happier is you. Shit, Sirius, when I think about it, before I met you my life was so boring and predictable. You are unpredictable, exciting, and wild. Add James and you've got one hell of a mix. I don't even want to know what life would be like without you two. But now you're more than just a friend and that makes my life even better. So what you're saying about what's best for me, it's nothing that I don't already have."

Sirius' blue-gray eyes shined in the darkness. "You always know what to say don't you?"

"Quick mind."

"That's why you're a great Marauder." They say great minds think alike.

Remus smiled briefly but it was quickly replaced with concern. "Why are you out here?"

Sirius once again dropped his head. "Just wanted to get out."

"Liar."

"Okay, so I had a little fight."

"With Renee." He said it as a statement not a question.

"Yes." Sirius took a deep breath and met Remus' gaze fully for the first time. "She sold it and she liked the effect it had on me—"

"Wait, Sirius, don't worry about that." Remus smiled and pulled the necklace out of his shirt and displayed it. "I got it back."

A smile forced itself on Sirius' face. "That makes me feel a bit better." He toyed with the sphere on the end of Remus' necklace.

"She said something else then?"

Sirius nodded. In a mocking-voice he repeated what she had said earlier, "'Both of you will never make it in this world. But you have a better chance alone than you do together.'"

"Bitch." Remus stood up abruptly and grabbed Sirius' hand and yanked him up as well. "She's gone to far. It's one thing selling the present you gave me but another when she says we shouldn't be together to your face..."

"Uh, Remus...What are—"Sirius was tugged forward vigorously. "D-Don't do anything drastic."

"Oh, of course not," He replied his voice laced with malicious laughter. "My wolf instincts are just getting the better of me right now."

"Wait, look Remus, maybe this—whatever you're going to do, isn't the best idea." Remus stopped and glared at Sirius for the briefest moment. "I mean look at you, you're acting—"

Before Sirius knew what hit him, he was on the ground, his lips being crushed by another pair. Remus dragged his tongue along Sirius' bottom lip anxious for entry. Not one to turn down a request, Sirius parted his mouth invitingly. Remus' tongue shot in and explored Sirius' mouth and taking time to battle with the other. Sirius' hands buried deep into chestnut hair as one other hand tangled itself into his midnight locks, daring to push the kiss even deeper.

Sirius felt like his lungs were going to burst and reluctantly pushed Remus away. Breathing heavily he asked, "Where did that come from?"

Taking a deep breath Remus answered, "Frustration. Pent-up anger. Repressed rage. You know, the works."

"That was the best fucking kiss ever. Where did you learn that from?"

Remus smirked. "Ah, you know my ex's."

"Oh really. And who would they be?"

"Now why should I tell you?" Remus lay down on Sirius' warm body and rested his head on his shoulder.

"Because I need to know these things. Tell me and I'll tell you. We have to share the roster." Sirius played with a curl of sandy hair. "I know about you and Holly. That was like what? Two years ago?" Remus nodded. "Right. And also Ella which was when you were....um, 14?" Remus shook his head yes. "And then also the same year was Liz. And that's all I know."

"The only one you don't know about is Lara."

Sirius sat up roughly holding Remus in the process so he didn't go flying back. He took his lover's face in his hands and said, "Lara? As in Lara Michel?"

The werewolf took complete advantage of his position on top and slammed Sirius back into the ground. Remus then smiled sheepishly. "The one and only."

"And you never mentioned this to me or James when she was here?"

"No need. Lara told James when he was here. I thought Prongs would've told you, but I guess not."

"That little dickhead didn't tell me! Ooo, he's so dead when I see him."

"And do you know what I got from them all?"

"A headache? 'Cause I certainly would have."

"Yes. But something I noticed else. Name all of them in sequence."

"Holly, Ella, Liz, and Lara."

"Now take their first initial."

"H, E, L, L." Sirius burst out laughing. "Oh my god, that's friggin' rich!"

"And I must say it was hell."

"It's hells now."

Remus shook his head. "You're not an ex. And you may drive me bonkers sometimes, you never have made my life hell."

"I love you." Sirius said with solemnity.

"I know." Remus backed off the other boy and stood up. "Little cold don't you think?"

Sirius eyes shimmered mischievously. "Cold yes..." He stood up grabbing a handful of snow in the process and concealing it behind his back. "But I have a feeling it'll get much colder."

Remus eyed him curiously. Sirius smiled innocently and quickly grabbed the unprepared teen. Remus struggled against Sirius while Sirius brought the hand full of snow up to the hazel-eyed teen so he got a good look.

"If you even dare—"Remus was cut off when Sirius instantaneously shoved the heap of snow down the back of Remus' shirt. He did a little dance trying to get out the snow as Sirius watched laughing wholeheartedly. Remus lost his footing and fell into the blanket of snow and glared at his boyfriend until Sirius stopped laughing. "You asshole. That was cruel."

"Sorry." Sirius walked over to Remus and held out his hand. "It was funny though, you have to admit that."

"I'll have to see about that." Remus took Sirius' outstretched hand and pulled him down to the ground. And before Sirius could comprehend what was happening, Remus shoved a bunch of snow down the back of Sirius' pants.

"Oh, shit! Cold!" Sirius jumped up trying to dig out the blizzard that formed in his jeans.

Remus laughed this time. "Yes, Sirius, I see what you mean. It is indeed funny." Remus fell back on the ground clutching his stomach.

"Oh, ha ha. Damn, it's fucking cold!"

"It's snow Sirius, what do you expect?"

"For it to melt faster! Why isn't it melting?!" Sirius rubbed his backside.

"Quit playing with yourself, Padfoo—OOF." Remus shook his head and a bunch of snowflakes hit the ground. "How dare you hit—"Sirius' snowball collided with the side of Remus' head perfectly. Remus glared at him evilly and Sirius' laugh was muffled when Remus' great aim served a snowball right in his lover's perfectly chiseled face.

Sirius scraped the snow from his face and gathered snow in both his hands. "This means war."

Remus ran away and ducked behind a tree and scooped up some snow. With perfect precision he hit Sirius square in the back of the head.

"Oi! No fair! I wasn't—"Sirius was once again pounded with snow. And then another. And another.

"You suck Sirius! You've only hit me twice and I've gotten you five times!" Remus peeked out from behind the pine but couldn't find Sirius anywhere.

"Better run." Sirius remarked from behind. Remus turned around and got a face full of snow.

"Er! You—!" Sirius barely let Remus remove all the snow before he flung another. "Okay! Okay! We're even!"

"Can you not count?" Sirius walked over to Remus and gently brushed the side of his face with a cold finger. "You got me five times... I've only gotten you four times. How is that even?" Remus eyed the flakes in Sirius' ungloved hand.

"It's close enough." Remus watched as the hand was brought up. He could feel Sirius' breath on his cheek and soft kisses trailing back to the secret spot Remus didn't even know he had. "Stop...distracting...oh, that's nice..." Remus' eyes fluttered shut reveling in the warmth Sirius was creating. The warmth that was quickly replaced by bone-chilling frigidity as the snow crashed into the side of his head.

"Goddamn you Sirius!" Sirius smiled against the werewolf's cheek and then continued his previous activity. Remus' anger was quickly exchanged for desire. Remus' head fell back and Sirius promptly attacked the newly exposed flesh. "Sirius...shouldn't we...uh...oh..."

Sirius pulled away and looked at his addiction, a smile playing on his lips. "You can't seem to finish sentences when I do that."

Remus' head snapped forward and his eyes lazily opened. "You tend to make every thought that appears in my head miscomprehended."

"I'll take that as a compliment." Sirius leaned in and brushed his lips against Remus' before hastily stepping back. "My god, Remus, you're freezing."

"Well, I wonder why. And you're no better by the way." Remus intertwined their frozen fingers and led Sirius indoors. By the time they stepped inside both were shivering and their teeth chattering.

"W-why d-did we d-do that?" Sirius mumbled rubbing his hands together.

"B-because we're d-dumb and young." Remus took off his jacket and Sirius' as well and threw them on the table. He walked off and disappeared into the living room. When Sirius managed to move his legs he sauntered in and what he saw made his jaw drop.

Remus had no shirt on and the fire was flickering against his skin in the most brilliant of ways. Sirius could see every curve, line, and scar across his torso. His muscles moved underneath his skin in a mesmerizing manner as he poked at the flames.

"I know you're staring at me." Remus remarked not even glancing in Sirius' direction.

"You're a b-beautiful creature. It's h-hard not to stare."

Remus threw the fire-poker aside and twisted around. "Take off your shirt."

Sirius threw him a playful expression. "And w-why do you want me t-to do that?"

"Nothing of what your perverted mind is thinking. You're shirt is soaked and you'll get a cold if you keep it on."

"Alright. B-But you have to keep m-me warm." He smiled impishly before peeling off his sweatshirt and the one underneath. Remus watched him with fascination. "Like what you see?"

"Uh..." Remus was quite aware that his mouth was hanging wide open but for the life of him he couldn't seem to close it.

Sirius chuckled and dropped down noisily next to Remus; the fire worked its magic by sending heat throughout his entire body. "Do I have to take of my jeans then? You did shove a great deal of snow in them..."

Remus' eyes went wide making him appear like he was a deer caught in headlights. "Uh, no...you...well, I..."

Sirius raised an eyebrow. "Yes or no."

"No...well, I suppose...yes..."

"That was really hard for you to say wasn't it?" Remus looked another way and stared at the fire. Sirius shrugged and unbuttoned his jeans. He saw Remus' ears perk up like a dog. Chuckling to himself, he pulled down the zipper and wriggled out of his bellbottoms. Remus still wasn't looking at him, but Sirius could see that he was having a hard time breathing properly and his eyes were really shifty as if dying to turn around.

"It's okay, Remus. It's not like I'm naked or anything." Sirius rubbed the auburn-headed teen's back and reveled in its softness.

"Yes, but I have a bad feeling that if I do look, you soon will be."

Sirius snorted. "Am I that damn sexy?" He joked.

"Yes."

Sirius chuckled. "I'm not the only one." He placed his head on Remus' shoulder and wrapping his arms around the smaller man. "You're so warm."

"Well, I feel like I'm freezing. I wish I had my wand."

"I don't. I like this way of warming up much better." Sirius grinned. "I feel surprisingly warm and I think taking off my jeans actually helped. If I recall you fell down, therefore, your jeans should be wet and you would be much better off...if they were off of you."

"I don't trust you," Remus said. "And I don't trust myself either."

"Ah, you think I'm naughty?" Sirius sniggered. "Well, Mr. Lupin I can be if you want me to be...Or I can be a good dog and leave you alone."

"Is there anything in between?"

"In between...like this?" Sirius pulled Remus backwards and kissed him deeply.

"Mmm, something like that..."

"I have no objections to that." Sirius laid Remus down gently and covered his body with his own.

"You know...uh...how do I say this..."

Sirius sat back on his heels and crinkled his eyebrows. "Say what?"

Remus pointed off to the side. "We have company."