Hey Guys, so sorry I haven't written in a month. I've had a crazy few months but I finally have it sorted now. Thanks for your patience, please review. Enjoy.

Remus' POV

I was a little nervous after the confrontation at the station. Mum had told James not to be so rude to Sirius and now James was sulking. I wanted this to be a great holiday. It was the first of many with my mate. I was happy. I just hoped Sirius was.

I was nervous for him to see our house. It's a cottage, although it has a lot of bedrooms. It's beautiful. My favourite place. But Sirius was used to a manor. He was one of the Blacks. They were rich. Mega rich. Would he be happy here?

I needn't have worried. As soon as it came into view his face was one of amazement.

'It's beautiful,' he said. I let out the breath I'd been holding and dragged him towards the house.

When we got inside I saw Sirius look around in awe. I smiled and tugged him towards my room. Sirius smirked at me and I blushed.

'Mum I'm going to show Sirius to my room so he can put his things down,' as I said this I turned to walk down the corridor.

'Actually Remus…' Her soft voice made me pause and cautiously turn around.

'Yes?'

'Your father and I were talking. We know you are mates, but we don't think you should share a room. We don't want any mating this holiday.' She said with an air of finality.

'WHAT?' I shouted. Sirius looked angry but kept himself in check. James was currently holding onto the wall in order to not fall over in his hysterics. I could feel my face heating up and tears starting to fall.

'That's enough James. Remus we just think it's for the best.' My dad tried to reason. I couldn't believe them. I was too upset to speak. I pulled on Sirius' hand and he silently followed me. He squeezed my hand and I was glad of his support. I could feel his concern through our bond. I missed the worried looks between my parents.

I lead Sirius towards the guest bedroom to the far end of the corridor mine was in. I was silent along the way and I guess he understood because for once, he did not try to talk to me. I stopped and pushed open the door. It was similar to my room, with a large four poster bed decked in dark blue bedding. It had a wardrobe and desk in it and a door that led to a clean and modern bathroom.

As I let him in he put his bag down and pulled me closer. He sat himself on the bed and pulled me down onto his lap. Instead of blushing like I usually would I just laid my head on his chest. He lifted my chin with his fingers and gently wiped away my tears.

'Remus' he cooed. I sniffed at him. 'What's wrong my mate?'

'I wanted it to be perfect Siri. It's our first Christmas. We're supposed to snuggle up together and fall asleep in each others arms. We're mates. I just thought that they'd understand. I wanted you near me. I bet this was James' idea.' I said, barely above a whisper.

He stroked my cheek as he smiled at me.

'Sweetheart, it will be perfect because I'm here with you,' here he kissed the tip of my nose making me smile, 'It is our first Christmas, but we'll have plenty more where this comes from. Some we won't even get out of bed for. But for now, we have to stick by your parents' rules. Whether they were influenced by your brother or not.' This part about James was said with gritted teeth and I giggled.

He pulled me close and kissed the top of my head. He gently rubbed soothing circles on my back.

'I'm here Remus and I always will be. You're mine. My mate, my love, mine.' I smiled as I leaned into his embrace. For that moment, the world didn't matter. My parents rules, my brother, his family. Nothing. As long as I had him, I had everything I needed.