AN: Loved the reviews (don't I always?). Happy you guys are liking this and oh yes, Kit's father Evil git from hell. Although trust me, in the end Lucius is going to be much worse…but you'll just have to wait and see about that. I can't go giving away the whole story in my notes now can I? This is a fluff filled chapter, yet again. The winter holiday's are going by quite slow for the simple fact I'm trying to balance past with present and a lot happens in the past so…I have to make a lot happen in the future…even if it's all fluff.

Any who. On with our story!

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Chapter Thirty

(Present Day)

Winter Holiday's

Remus quite honestly never thought that shopping for food could be so fun. Not only was their time spent pointing out things that were different from when Kit had last seen them (namely the labels on the food), but it was also spent disgusting elderly couples that happened to wander by and look at them funny. Both Remus and Kit knew that they were like a sideshow because they were holding hands, and being overly touchy-feely and when the elderly couples just looked at them with blank faces, they gave them a show.

Who knew that kissing in the middle of a food shop would be so…invigorating? It certainly made people stop staring at them. Shopping was also made fun by the fact that Kit seemed to want to know all about every type of food he could make, and where he learned how to make it. In the end, Remus bought twice the amount of grocery's that he usually bought all because he had been having so much fun and didn't want it to end.

He felt like a teenager again. Remus really liked that slightly care-free feeling, where he didn't have to worry about anything. At the checkout line, the lady behind them asked if they were "Having the sex…because if you are having the sex, you should be ashamed of yourselves…she's so young…too young to have the sex."

Remus and Kit had just looked at each other, and before Remus could give a response, Kit much to his surprise beat him to it, "Yes well…I have many thanks to my plastic surgeons to make me look this young. Would you know that I'm actually seventy-eight years old? Amazing what modern medicine can do…"

The woman behind them just sneered, but it made her shut up. Remus couldn't help but pulling Kit as close as possible to him and placing a kiss on the top of her head. Things were going just so damn bloody wonderful. Walking out into the snowy afternoon he watched as Kit easily made her way to his car that was parked relatively close, he had a smile on his face…he had to smile, because this was the way that things were supposed to be. They were supposed to live together, shop together, make love together…okay so that last part would have to wait until she was ready. But still…this was how things were supposed to be.

So mundane and normal. Some might find it boring, but he didn't. He set the cart that was filled with bags full of food near the end of the car, and before he knew what he was doing he had Kit in his arms and was giving her a passion filled kiss. When he finally stepped back, she was smiling with her brows raised in question.

He couldn't help but smile back, "Just felt like the thing to do Kitten."

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Remus was different. Kit knew this for a fact, he was more relaxed ever since being in the shopping center, he smiled a big smile that she hadn't seen for awhile, most importantly he couldn't stop touching her. On the drive home, he had pulled her all the way over to him to where she was nearly sitting on his lap, driving with one hand, the other was over her shoulders and all she could do was smile too. It seemed that Remus was finally starting to feel at ease in his newfound relationship with a fourteen year old.

Outside in the cold afternoon, clouds were starting to build up and darken the sky. It caused it to look rather dreary out, but Kit liked it…it felt like the kind of day where she and Remus could spend the rest of the night in front of the fire place reading and talking, maybe even a little snogging…

They pulled into his driveway with a slow stop, putting the car in park both of them just sat there in the car for a moment. Kit snuggled up even closer to Remus, "That was fun…we'll have to do it more often."

"Looks like we'll only have to do it once a month seeing how much food we buy." He told her, glancing down with his hazel eyes.

Kit stuck her tongue out for a moment before replying. "It's not my fault you couldn't stop grabbing stuff…"

"My fault? I think I do remember seeing you throw a seven pound turkey into the shopping cart."

"Well, you did say that you made the best turkey in the entire world…I wanted to see if you were right."

"Yes, well I do make a good turkey…" He said grinning a sheepish grin before bending down to take her lips in a quick kiss. "If we stay out here any longer we could possibly freeze, and it looks like there is an owl waiting for us." He said, pointing and causing Kit's gaze to go towards the steps of his cottage where a small barn owl sit waiting patiently.

"Well, the owl does look like it might have been there awhile…"

"Come on, we can resume our bantering inside."

With that Kit gave a small grin and stepped out of the car, stretching for a moment before helping Remus collect the bags of food from the back of the car. Thankfully they were able to get all the bags in one try, because to be honest, neither of them would have wanted to go back outside in the freezing air to get the rest of the bags.

Inside, the owl hooted impatiently and was nearly attacked by Spooks. "We do not attack the mail owl's Spooks…bad cat…" Remus scolded as he scooped up the owl in his hands and detached the letter from it's leg with a slight 'thanks'.

Kit meanwhile was busy guessing where everything went, it was easy enough…but she figured she'd have to learn where things went sooner or later anyway. Why not the sooner? She was just moving onto her second bag, which was filled with can items when Remus walked in holding the letter that was for her.

She blinked for a moment, taking the letter in her hands with a raise of her brows. The only one that knew she was there was Dumbledore, but the letter didn't look like a letter from him. In fact, the envelope was a light shade of black, not yet gray with white lettering on it.

Kit Potter

Remus Lupin's Cottage

22 Wiliker Lane

Leicester, Britain

"This doesn't look like a letter from Dumbledore." She told him, turning the envelope around in her hands; slightly scared of what she would find inside.

"I don't think that anyone else knows you're here. The only way anyone would know is…" Remus trailed off, but Kit knew what he meant. Black magic…someone used black magic to figure out where she was. She didn't even have to question who. The answer came when she seen the wax seal that kept the envelope secure. A slightly elegant looking 'M' which was made out of snakes, Kit frowned and gave a sigh.

"Kind of figures that he'd do something."

"Yes well, it's just a letter…how bad can it be." Remus said, hopefully and she shoved the letter into his hands.

"You. Open."

Remus rolled his eyes, and mumbled something about being a slave in his own home before he gently opened the envelope. Pulling out a sheet of matching not-quite-black stationary, Remus tipped the envelope upside down, letting red petals fall to the ground. "Romantic." He muttered under his breath as he unfolded the letter he held, leaving Kit to think that her heart might explode out of her chest.

"Dearest Kit…I hope this letter finds you in good spirits and health. It seems that I was wrong about you all along. I will be in contact with you soon, sincerely Lucius Anatole Malfoy." Remus blinked, turning the letter over in his hands for a moment with an arched brow. "That was…"

"Not as bad as I thought it would be." Kit sighed, turning away with a frown set on her face. What did he want from her now? She was just a damned mud-blood for Merlin's sake, he shouldn't care about her enough to write an eerie letter that tells her he'll be in contact with her. She busied herself with putting the rest of the food away, trying hard to blink back the tears that wanted to spill.

Strong arms slinked around her midsection, "He's just trying to scare you, it's how he has his fun." Remus told her, pulling Kit ever so close to him.

"But what if…"

Remus easily managed to turn Kit around so she was facing him, bending down to be at eye-level with her he spoke, brushing his thumb under her chin, "There will be no what-if's, he can't do anything to you. Because you'll either be on school grounds or with me, and he most certainly won't take you away from me."

"But he's so strong…"

"And I'm not?"

"You know what I mean…he's evil…willing to do anything."

Remus nodded, a small frown firmly set in place as he pulled her into a tight hug. "And I'm willing to do anything to keep you here. I swear he won't lay a finger on you…Kitten, you'll be safe…I promise."

"Marauders Honor?" She asked, pulling away from him and wiping the tears away from her sparkling blue eyes.

Remus nodded. "Marauders Honor."

Perhaps things would be okay after all.

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The letter from Lucius Malfoy was all but a distant memory after the night Remus and Kit had.

When they were done putting the food items away, and Kit had wandered off to be alone in the shower, Remus started on his surprise. He wanted her to feel better, he wanted her to forget about Lucius and feel safe and warm with him. While she was taking her time in the shower, Remus took his time making a wonderful dinner. Chicken and tomato pasta, it was easy to make considering he helped it cook with a little magic. His round oak table that sat in the middle of the kitchen with its mismatching chairs was transfigured into a romantic dinner setting, candles lit and flickering.

Once the dinner was done, and the table was set, there was only one more thing Remus had to do. With only a little struggle he was able to transfigure the jeans and sweatshirt he was wearing into a black suit with a bright blue silk tie that rested firmly against his chest.

Standing there next to the made up table, with the smells of delicious food in the air, Remus felt like an unsure teenager again who was trying to impress his girlfriend. Only this time, when Kit walked into the kitchen he was the one impressed.

Kit didn't look fancy, nor was she dressed for the occasion…but she was his Kitten, and just looking at her made him want to ravage her. She walked into the kitchen with a rather surprised look on her face, her orange hair was damp and hanging around her face with a slight curl, she was clad simply in one of his (way to big for her) tee-shirts, towel still in hand, with beads of water still dripping down her pale legs.

He gulped just slightly, trying to halt the thoughts that were going through his head (mostly involving him on top of her), "Wow…it looks like I'm kind of under dressed for the occasion." She said, finally bringing him out of his haze. He smiled, and walked up to her, bowing ever so slightly before taking her right arm in his.

"You look perfect."

She smiled, and he led her to the table. "You made all of this? I was only in the shower for ten minutes…"

"Magic helped…" He stated, with a shrug of his shoulders. She arched a brow, "Okay so magic helped…a lot."

The dinner was spent with Kit telling Remus how good he cooked, or with Remus explaining to Kit how much he wanted to make her happy and make her feel better after that horrid letter. As the dinner came to an end, they fell into a silence simply enjoying each others company like they so often tended to do.

This silence, however was broken when Remus stood, took out his wand and easily pushed the table to the side of the room with his magic. Leaving Kit sitting there in her seat looking at him rather oddly. Another swish and flick of his wand resulted in music being heard thanks to his ancient looking record player.

Remus bowed down and offered Kit his hand, "May I have this dance?"

And with that they danced, or rather tried to…it was rather difficult to dance with someone who was nearly a foot and a half smaller. After awhile of stepping on her feet, she stopped him wildly grinning before putting her feet on his. "This will result in a lot less broken toes." She told him, looking up at him with raised brows.

"Let's just thank Merlin that your so light."

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They had retired into the living room, and Kit was fairly certain that she was the luckiest girl in the world to be able to call Remus her own. He had done so much to make her feel better after receiving some stupid letter that didn't even mean anything! As darkness fell over the cottage, the two sat in front of the fire, Remus holding Kit in his arms, and Kit using Remus as her own personal chair.

"I love you." She whispered to him, as her head rested on his shoulder. It was a phrase that neither of them ever took lightly. Perhaps before, in the past they had only spoke those three little words to each other twice, or maybe even three times. Now resting on him, Kit could feel Remus take in a sharp breath.

"I love you too Kitten." He said with ease, stooping his neck in order to meet her lips with his own. It was in these very moments when Kit decided something, a decision that she knew that she shouldn't take lightly.

He made her feel better. So she would make him feel just as good.

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AN: Take a guess on what Kit decided? If you can guess, it's quite easy to tell that to keep this PG-13 that I obviously can't add that part to the story. I do however have it written out (it's not that detailed, but definitely detailed enough to give it an R rating) If you want to read the few paragraphs that was left out of this chapter, just give me a shout-out with your e-mail and I'll send it to you.

So what exactly is Lucius up to? And, when will I finally let you all in on what Dumbledore knows?

-shrugs- I don't know. I'll let you know soon enough.

Next Up: How bad did Remus beat up Kit's father? How close to death was she? Mrs. Potter always wanted a daughter…

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Toodles.