Chapter thirty-six

(Present Day)

Winter Holiday's

Kit woke up with a slight start, Spooks was padding over her legs and Remus was snoring rather loudly. What a way to wake up. It was Christmas Eve morning, and three days after their fight in Diagon Alley. That's just the way things seemed to go with them though, they'd fight, and then simply forget about it. Seemed to make better sense to avoid the subject then try and go back to the subject of the fight.

She slowly got out of bed, which wasn't an easy task when you were being held by a man, and had your legs pinned down by a cat that was fatter then Garfield.

Bare feet hitting the cold wooden floorboards, she gave a slight shudder…she would definitely have to remember slippers for the next time they came there. Rummaging around the room for a moment she found a pair of pants and shirt before walking out, leaving a snoring Remus and an overweight cat to sleep together.

Coming out of the bathroom, still buttoning her shirt up she made it into the kitchen. Blue eyes glanced up towards the clock…for once it seemed she woke up before noon, definitely good news.

She started to make a small pot of Hot Chocolate without a second thought, adding the milk to the pan, followed by a few scoops of chocolate powder. It was the normal morning (and sometimes afternoon), routine for her; seeing as she tended to wake up a lot sooner then her counterpart.

As the Hot Chocolate simmered, she heard a slight tapping. At the window above the Kitchen sink there was a large barn owl with black spots around his eyes, and a paper clutched firmly in it's beak. Kit gave a small grin, opening the window and taking the Daily Prophet out of the Owl's beak and placing a few coins in the satchel tied around it's leg. "Thank-you." Kit chimed out, before the owl flew away.

Surprisingly these hours were the ones she enjoyed the most, in the quiet time before the house really woke up. Taking a moment she pulled out a large, chipped blue mug and carefully poured some of the steaming warm chocolate milk into the cup. Breathing in a deep breath, it was easy to tell that the hot chocolate would be delicious by scent alone.

With her steaming cup and newspaper in hand she headed towards the living room, where she would sit down on the sofa, take a sip of her drink before setting it down on the coffee table, and open up the paper to see what was going on in the wizarding world.

The first article made her frown ever so slightly, SIRIUS BLACK SIGHTED was the headline on the front page that just made her cringe to look at it. She never really thought that Sirius would have his name in the newspaper for something like murder and sightings.

No, Sirius was supposed to have his name in the paper for blowing up the toilets in the Ministry of Magic or something of the like.

Kit set the paper down, no sense depressing herself any more. Her head would cant to the side as her eyes watched the snow fall with a steady rhythm outside…

That would put her into a good mood.

It would put anyone in a good mood for that matter.

It would seem, that it was time to build a snow-man.

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Remus rolled over in his sleep, only to be awoken by a hiss and claws digging into his leg. He howled for a moment before pushing Spooks off of the bed. "Bloody cat." Was mumbled under his breath as he rubbed his now tender leg. Why was it sleeping with him…the obvious enemy anyway? After rubbing the pain in his leg away, Remus went about getting dressed and ready for the day ahead.

It was only when Kit wasn't in her usual spot on the living room sofa when he had begun to worry. Where was she? Had been the thought on his mind as he checked the kitchen, bathroom, and bedroom over again. When he was finally sure there was no place in the small cottage she could hide, he upped his worry to panic.

It was in this moment where he caught a flash of black outside. Kit's coat…she was outside, what the bloody hell was she doing outside? Was the question on his mind as he forcefully shoved his feet in his boots, and tugged his coat and mittens on.

For a gray and cloudy day, it was remarkably bright out, causing Remus to blink rapidly to get used to the light reflecting off the snow. When he was finally able to see normally, he caught sight of something that caused him to laugh long and hard. Kit was practically up to her waist in snow, and currently building a snow man.

His laugh caused her to turn, and wave rather wildly at him. "Good afternoon sleepy head!" Was called out, before she went back to the work of putting a rather heavy looking ball of snow on top of another heavy looking ball of snow.

"She's insane."

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They spent the day playing in the snow, and much to Remus's surprise he found himself actually enjoying it. First he helped her with the snowman, which eventually turned into a snow Dumbledore thanks to the way the snow crumbled up front making the snowman look like it had a beard. Then, this was promptly followed by introduce Spooks the cat to snow.

Kit thought this would be amusing…Spooks didn't.

The moment Kit dropped Spooks into the snow, the only thing that could be seen was it's black head popping up from where it landed, meowing something awful. Kit blinked and looked down at the hidden by snow cat, then glanced back up towards Remus.

"You know…I don't believe he likes the snow."

Remus arched a brow, crouching down to see if he could dig the cat out of the snow without getting his fingers bit off. "Whatever gave you that idea, M'dear?"

Kit whacked him in the back of the head lightly, and Spooks was all but forgotten as Remus tackled Kit into the snow. Moments like these, Remus forgot about all the bad things that had happened in his life. Rolling around in the snow, trying to avoid getting a face full of snow…all he could think was about how much he seemed to enjoy life when Kit was around.

"Mr. Lupin? Is that you?" Voice interrupting their play time, Kit quickly dropped the snow that was being held in her hand before glancing upwards towards the person that loomed in 'Mr. Lupin's' driveway. He was an elderly fellow, with pants that went far to high and exposed his bright mustard yellow socks. Cane held firmly in place to keep him steady, it looked as if he was about to have a heart attack.

Although, both Kit and Remus were fairly certain why…she had (and currently was) been on top of him, straddling him while she tried to dust his face in snow. With all the rolling around, and giggling…well…one could only assume…

"Hello Mr. Dobson, nice day?" Remus asked cheekily, trying his best not to laugh at the situation as he lay pinned down by his (under-aged) girl-friend.

"Yes, nice day indeed. Heard voices and thought I'd stop by…this your…daughter?"

Both Remus and Kit looked at each other for a moment, both in wonder of what they should do or rather say. It was easy to flirt and kiss each other in front of others in the shopping center, or even in Diagon Alley if no one that could recognize them was around…but…what would they say to a neighbor? Who would be next door nearly twenty-four seven?

Kit didn't want Remus to be even more of a cast off then he already was…

A nod was given, from Kit signifying that it was okay with her if she played the roll of daughter in front of his neighbors. Remus took the hint, "Yes, Mr. Dobson…this is my daughter Kit; Kit, this is my very wonderful and lovely neighbor Mr. Dobson."

Kit now, glancing down at their position figured that wasn't a good way to sit on her 'father'. Getting up, she gave a slight wave with a soaking wet gloved hand. "Hello Mr. Dobson."

Interesting day indeed.

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After a quick chat with Mr. Dobson, about how the weather was going to get worse and worse; both Remus and Kit decided that it was time to head inside, the afternoon was growing dark and both of their noses felt like a solid block of ice. Kit took the time to dig out Spooks, who very obviously didn't want Remus to come near him.

So in the house they went, soaking from head to foot.

Clothes were stripped off near the door, dropping articles of wet clothing so fast that neither of them really realized what they were doing. Finally, naked, still freezing, but no longer in the wet clothing, they looked at each other.

"I don't think this will help us get any warmer…" Kit stated, kicking at the discarded clothes that lay at their feet. It wasn't that she was embarrassed to be naked around him any more, after all when you have sexual relations with someone…being naked around them is something that is a 'doesn't really matter' situation.

To answer her, Remus scooped Kit up in his arms leading her towards the bathroom. "Shower?" He asked, smiling as if he might have a trick up his sleeve (Aka The James Grin). Kit arched a brow, not really minding being carried, actually she loved it (even if sometimes she did put up a fight).

In the bathroom, Remus turned the water on to as hot as they both could handle, freezing cold bodies easily relaxing as they stood closely to one another so that the shower of warm water could hit them both. Kit gave a grin, letting her forehead rest on Remus's chest.

"What?" He asked, arching a brow and looking down at her, only to be rewarded by a goofy grin.

"Nothing…just happy."

"You have a grin on your face that makes you look as if you've been in the Looney bin at St. Mungos for too long…" Remus pointed out, as he took a moment to wrap his arms around her, pulling Kit closer to him.

"Oh gee…don't think I'll be grinning ever again…" Kit mumbled into his chest, causing Remus to chuckle ever so lightly as he placed a kiss at the top of her head.

"Have I told you lately that I love you?"

"You don't need to say it." Kit said, looking up at him with her wide blue eyes that made Remus's insides feel as if they were doing loop-d-loops.

"Doesn't mean that I don't want to say it."

"I know, and I love you too…you know that?"

"Well, I did have a vague idea that you did…"

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Shower was done, although it did take a little longer then usual thanks to the fact that they both seemed to of found a new joy of kissing under a stream of water. They had dressed into their night clothes, meaning that while Remus actually had on pajama pants and a tee shirt, Kit just had on one of his shirts that made her look like she was swimming in clothing.

After dressing, Remus made up a quick dinner (thanks to the magic of the microwave…a genius muggle invention), and now they sat in the living room. Both on the sofa, Kit leaning into Remus as they gazed into the fire that was roaring in the fire place in front of them.

A sigh from Kit pushed Remus to attention. "What is it?"

She shook her head just slightly, but her blue eyes seemed to dart around the living room. He wondered why, there wasn't any thing special about the room; it was simple…filled with old furniture, books, and a fat cat that was laying on it's back in front of the fire place on the rug. Still however, she looked around and Remus could very well picture a light bulb switching on in her head.

"It's Christmas eve." Kit stated, causing Remus to simply raise his brows (He had been quite aware of the fact.) When he had yet to say anything, Kit spoke with a slight frown. "Well, don't you think that we should…well, put up decorations or something?"

"I don't have any." Remus answered with a shrug, never being one for the glitz and glam of a Christmas tree or mistle-toe.

Kit blinked, and raised both brows in an expecting look. When Remus just looked at her blankly, her head canted to the side. "Well…you do have magic…"

Minutes later, one of the over stuffed chairs in the living-room had become a Christmas tree, decorated from top to bottom in silver and red garland, a few of the books were transfigured into little snowflakes that Remus charmed to dance around. The discarded clothes from earlier were transformed into stockings that hung on the fireplace, and mistle-toe that hung everywhere (hey, this way he could get a kiss where-ever they sat.)

When he was finished, Kit had a rather large smile on her face and in spite himself, so did he…maybe the glitz and glam of Christmas wasn't so bad after all. After a moment or two she padded (and slightly bounced) out of the living-room, only to return seconds latter with a box in her hand, wrapped ever so neatly. This box was then placed under the tree, and she returned to the sofa with a grin.

"There…now it really feels like the holiday."

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Minutes later, they were still sitting on the sofa, or rather Remus was sitting and Kit was laying with her head in his lap. They were both silent, but that was okay with them…just being together was good enough, they didn't need to fill their time with talking. In front of the fire, Spooks now busy licking at his paws, occasionally growling when he caught Remus looking at him.

It was this time, that Remus chose to bring up a subject that both had really forgot about. "Kit…remember the other day--"

"Which one?" She interrupted quickly, causing Remus to place a hand over her mouth with a frown.

"Can't you want until I'm finished?" He asked, and she mumbled under his hand with a nod. "Good. Well, the other day at Gringotts…when we had the fight." She nodded, under his hand slightly and he continued, he really didn't want her to speak until he was done, other wise the nerve that he worked up might fizzle away into nothing.

"Well, what I said…about um…getting…" Sweet Merlin he was bad at this, "er…married. I just…" Remus glanced down at her, laying in his lap with his hand covering her mouth, blue eyes gazing up at him, orange hair framing her face, so…beautiful. He gave a slight lick of his lips and shut his eyes for a moment. Did he even remember what he was going to say?

"Kitten…I love you a lot…and I mean, I know your young, and well, I know you also seem to have made up your mind about being with me. I…er…I'm really bad at this huh?"

She nodded, and he continued.

"What I mean is, will you Marry me? Because by the Gods I love you, and the other day…walking around Diagon Alley it was all I could think about. Will you take me as your husband?"

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AN: Mwhahaha, look at that. I leave it off there. Am I mean? Yes, probably…but hey at least I finally got a chapter up. I'm so sorry about not posting sooner, but real life has been a bitch. So hopefully you enjoyed the fluff filled chapter!

And hopefully I'll get another chapter out soon!

Toodles!