AN: Oh, the fluff returns! I'm happy about the fluff, I love the fluff. I also love saying fluff. Fluff. Woo. Okay, um notes…yes. Er…I don't think I have any notes for right now. Nope, this chapter is pretty self explanatory. And as always, reviews always loved.

Now on with the FLUFF -echo- fluff fluff fluff.

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Chapter Twenty-Six

(Present Day)

Winter Holiday's

Remus awoke from a deep sleep as the sun kissed his eyes, causing a slight groan to come from him as he stretched out on the bed. A brow was raised when he found that Kit wasn't next to him, but he didn't panic (yet.). Slowly getting up out of the bed, cold air rushing at him, a simple well worn robe was put on and secured before a small yawn escaped his lips.

Padding out of the bedroom, hands were shoved into his robe. Reaching the living room a smile touched his face, Kit was curled up in a chair next to a window which showed the sunny outside world of mid-afternoon (did he really sleep that long?), a blanket was draped over her, and Spooks rested soundly in her lap purring so loud that he could hear it from where he stood.

"I was beginning to wonder if you were ever going to get up." Kit said, looking up from the book she was reading, her hair still a mess from sleep.

"Yes, well not all of us can have the energy of a fourteen year old girl I'm afraid. Beauty rest is needed." Remus retorted, earning a laugh from Kit.

"Yeah...beauty. Do you count beauty as having one side of your hair plastered to your face, and the other side sticking straight up?"

"I'm going for a new style." Remus told her, as he casually walked up to ruffle her own head of hair, "Yours doesn't look much better."

"Oh gee thanks."

"You're welcome." He said, reaching down to pet Spooks who simply hopped off of Kit the moment he tried to do so. "Ruddy cat."

"I don't think Spooks likes you so much." Kit told him, putting her book down and tossing the blanket off of her flannel pajama covered body.

"What-ever gives you that idea Kitten?"

"Hmm…he told me." She said, smiling as she stood.

"Really now?" He asked, watching as she slinked his arms around his torso.

"Yes, but you know someone who does like you?"

"Winky the Kitchen elf?" He asked, raising his brow and upturning his lips as he watched her expression. Kit was trying hard not to grin, trying hard to look mad, and failing miserably. He unceremoniously dipped down to grab her by the waist and sling him over his shoulder. "Hot chocolate sound good?"

"Sounds good to me." Kit said from where she hung over his shoulder, he could hear her giggle as he carried her into the kitchen; a poke was felt on his backside…and then another…and another.

"Oh grow up." He told her, and for a moment the giggling stopped.

"Where's the fun in that?"

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The Hot Chocolate was made with ease, and soon they were drinking from steaming cups at the kitchen table. Kit found that Remus did in fact make the best hot chocolate ever, it was sweet and even had a touch of mint that not many people could pull off in adding to the drink. She watched him stir his drink with a grin on her face. Things seemed so perfect at that moment, the snow lazily falling outside, content silence between lovers, and a fat black cat padding around at Kit's feet.

It was the way she had always imagined her life with Remus to be. Calm and quiet, it was definitely a life she could grow to appreciate. Musing on her life, Kit had to say that she was lucky. If not for Remus then she probably wouldn't even be where she was today, meaning she would have probably died a long time ago. As much as she'd hate to rely on someone so much, she did. She always had, first with Remus, then with James, and Sirius. When other people took care of her, she felt safe…like nothing could go wrong.

Of course, things in her life often did go wrong…but at least she could say that she had led an eventful life. Not many people had half the excitement that she did…which was why she probably enjoyed the blissful calm with Remus in his cottage where things were…perfect.

Of course, thanks to jumping into the future, their union was odd. He was old enough to be her father after all, but…despite how odd things were, it was perfect none-the-less. So what if they would get looks in public? It was just one of the many, many, things that they would have to learn to deal with.

"What are you thinking about?" Remus asked, causing Kit to jump out of her silent reverie of thought. He had a thoughtful look on his face, a smile toying at his lips as he watched her.

"How peaceful it is here." She told him, glancing back behind her to look out the kitchen window for a moment, snow dancing in the afternoon air, clouds starting to hover over the sky blocking out the sun. It was really a picturesque day outside.

"It's why I choose this place. The locals are friendly, the days are usually nice, and most importantly--" Remus was cut off with what sounded like a rather large crackle in the already roaring fireplace. Floo network? Kit raised her brows and looked at Remus in a panic for a moment, it wouldn't be good if someone saw her there with him. Not to mention the both of them still in their pajama's sitting so closely together…

"Sorry to intrude on you, I just wanted to make sure that the both of you made it up here okay with no problems." With a great sigh of relief from both Kit and Remus, it was seen that Dumbledore's head was resting firmly in the fireplace, a mirthful smile on his elder face.

"Yes, we made it in rather late last night; and I have just woke up. I'm sorry, I should have checked in." Remus explained.

"Completely understandable my dear boy, and I trust people believed your story about going to St. Mungos?" Dumbledore questioned, his gaze turning towards Kit.

"Yes sir, no one questioned it." She replied, and arched a brow. If she didn't know any better it would have seemed that Dumbledore was…doing everything in his power to make sure they stayed together, why was that?

"Good good, I'll leave you be then. Have a good holiday you two." And with a wink of his eye, the fire crackled again, and Dumbledore was gone. Leaving Remus and Kit in slight confusion.

"Is it just me, or does he know something we don't?" Kit asked, turning her gaze towards Remus.

"When does he not know something we don't?"

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The rest of the afternoon, while not musing over why Dumbledore was so anxious to make sure that they were okay and happy, it was spent reading. Remus sat on the sofa with a recent addition of the many way's to find a vampire in a crowd, Kit had a book in her hands about dragons and their magical elements. For most of the afternoon, Kit's head rested in Remus's lap as she laid stretched out on the sofa, Spooks resting on her stomach and hissing whenever Remus looked at the cat.

When the day slowly started to fade into night, Remus along with Kit's help made a surprisingly wonderful dinner of a chicken stew that Remus had learned to make from his mother. "I can't believe you can cook." Kit stated, remembering very firmly the last time she had seen him try to make anything, it was burned beyond recognition…the sad thing was that it had originally been intended to be Jell-O.

"Yes, well…I don't want to live in restaurants the rest of my life." He told her smiling all the while. The night had gone well, talking about this and that, mostly his plans for the students he was teaching for the rest of the year. "Harry is going to be learning how to defend himself against Dementors." Remus said as they ate.

She arched a brow in surprise, "Because he keeps fainting?"

"Yes, I think I'll start him off with a boggart though…it should be easy to find one hiding in the castle somewhere."

For awhile their dinner conversation, and even after dinner conversation was focused on talking about young Harry Potter. While they took the time to wash the dishes without magic, Kit paused for a moment hands still deep in the sink full of bubbly suds and dirty dishes. Upon seeing this Remus put down the dish he had been drying. "What is it?" He asked, a slightly concerned expression on his face.

"I don't know, I just…this…it feels right."

"Washing dishes feels right?"

"No, what I mean is. Being here with you, spending the day together, making dinner together, and now this…it just feel's right."

Remus took a moment to smile, before resuming drying the dishes. "Yes, it does feel right now doesn't it?"

"It's just like I imagined it would be like. My life with you…just…" She trailed off, and they continued washing the dishes in compatible silence. Kit couldn't help it! Things were so utterly brilliant at that moment, it felt like her heart was singing. Being there with Remus and doing something as mundane as the dishes…it was perfect!

This was how she wanted the rest of her life to be like.

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It was only a few hours later while they were sitting in the living room reading the Daily Prophet (or rather Remus was reading the newspaper, Kit was looking over his shoulder at it), Remus had an idea. He wasn't a born romantic, he could never sweep girls off of his feet like James or Sirius, but thanks to James…Remus had an idea. A smile appeared on his face, looking up at Kit who was still hunched over his shoulder. "How about we take a bath?"

In response Kit blinked, a lot of blinking actually. It was slightly obvious that she was at a loss of words, and Remus quickly shook his head, "Never mind…it was a silly idea." He said quickly, wondering what the hell he was thinking.

"Really? I think it was a great idea." Kit said, catching him off guard. He arched a brow, and his lips upturned.

"Really?"

"Yes, got the idea from James?" Kit asked, standing up from where she had been sitting and craning over his shoulder.

"How did you know?" Remus asked, taking her offered hand to help him up off of the sofa.

"Come on, Lily and I talk--talked about everything."

He smiled at that, and kissed the top of her head. "It takes awhile to get used to them being gone."

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In all of her life Kit never would have expected Remus to suggest that they 'take a bath' for some reason the thought of it just made her grin and blush. She followed him into the bathroom, but he just kicked her right out. Making Kit wonder what exactly he was doing, while she waited in the hall Spooks did figure eights in going around Kit's legs. She couldn't help but smile, her stomach felt like it was floating. This would be the first time…

Well, seeing him naked…it would be the first time for that, she couldn't help but blush at the thought. In trying to keep embarrassing thoughts away she hummed, which caused Spooks to look up. "Well, sorry if I'm off key you stupid cat." Kit said, frowning and sticking her tongue out at the cat.

"And here I thought you were bigger then calling the cat names." Kit looked up, seeing Remus standing in the doorway of the bathroom, looking from Kit to Spooks, and back to Kit again.

"Spooks was making fun of me."

"Sometimes I question your sanity."

With that, he took Kit into his arms and easily covered her eyes with his hand. "Mysterious." She said, but he seemed to ignore her comment as he led her into the bathroom. When the door was shut behind them, he let his hand uncover her face. The shock was very apparent as she looked around the room.

"You…transfigured it." She finally stated as her blue eyes drank in the newly 'remodeled' bathroom. Candles were floating in the air, giving the room an eerie dim glow. In the center of the room sat a bathtub, big enough to hold a group of people in it if needed. There were bubbles overflowing the sides of the steaming tub, and there was a heavy scent of Sandalwood in the air.

"I kind of had to, if I didn't there was no way we would both fit in my pitiful bathtub." He explained, and she shrugged turning around to gaze rather adoringly up at him. "What?"

"This holiday is already turning out mass amounts better then my last two winter holidays. I just wanted to say, thank-you."

Remus grinned, sheepishly…he was never one to accept praise that well. As silence drifted between the two, Kit raised two pale hands to unbutton the shirt he was wearing. At the second button a question from Remus was asked, "What are you doing?"

"Well…don't want to let the bath get cold now do we?" Was all she asked, completing her task of taking off his shirt. A pale finger trailed down one of the scars on his chest, and Remus bent down to catch her lips in a kiss.

"Are you sure? I mean…this is a big step?" Remus asked, rather breathlessly as he pulled away from her lips. Kit grinned, ever so slightly and gave a small nod.

"We're bound to see each other naked sooner or later." She explained simply, "Besides, it's romantic don't you think?"

"That I'm seducing a fourteen year old? Yes very romantic." He said, beating himself up for a moment.

"I'm thirty…" Kit began, surprising herself slightly; "Just happened to be trapped in a fourteen year olds body."

"Well…technically…"

"Come on Remus, I love you, and you love me…this really isn't a big deal."

"I can't help but think…"

"Then don't think." Was all she said, before pulling him down towards her once more. Her lips met his in a hungry fashion, it was all she could honestly think to do. Kit didn't want him beating himself up over something that he couldn't control. So what if she was fourteen…when it came to love, age didn't matter.

It was in these moments, that silence drifted over the cottage once more, their lips stayed connected while both of them worked at getting undressed, which honestly was a rather hard thing to do. When the last article of clothing hit the floor, in silent agreement almost they pulled away from each others lips.

One look at Remus caused Kit's gaze to turn towards the floor for a moment as a red blush crept up her entire body. Remus chuckled slightly and was the first to get into the bathtub, bubbles flying everywhere as he did so. He unlike Kit, couldn't help but keep his gaze at her small body, in his mind (while she might have been young) she was the perfect woman. The only thing that was unusual about how she looked was the fact that she had more scars on her body then him, and that was something that made him cringe to look at.

Without a word, Kit followed suit into the bathtub, sinking herself into the water and leaning back on his chest as if he were a recliner. He let his arms wrap around her torso, and leaned his head forward slightly to kiss the crown of her head.

In with that, they both fell into a steady rhythm. Their chests rising and falling together with each breath they took, both of their eyes drifting closed at the same time as they lay there in the steaming bubbly water.

With such closeness, they were one.

A perfect match that rivaled no other.

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AN: I have fluff coming out of my ears. I seriously do. Why did I have them take a bath together? Because I obviously couldn't write a chapter on the joys of sitting and reading in the living room together. Yes, this was the first time that they had seen each other naked, well technically anyway. No, for those that are wondering, they haven't in the past had sexual relations…but in the future…who knows.

I know that the soul-mates idea tends to get over done and boring fast, but hopefully this idea won't get boring in this story. There is a very UNIQUE twist to the fact that Remus and Kit are soul-mates and you'll find out about that later. -Sigh- I love fluff…

Next Up: Pain. Seriously, happy that there was fluff to soften ya up first now aren't ya?

Also, two questions to ponder. What does Dumbledore know, and Is Lucius Malfoy planning anything?

Oh how I love to taunt you all.

Toodles.