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Chapter 1
Readers P.O.V
At the Lupin Household
"Moony, what is taking you so long?" I asked, flopping down on our dark blue couch.
"You're waiting for me to get ready? Oh, how the tables have turned." He said, chuckling.
As I settled down on the couch, my body shifted uncomfortably and I noticed that I was sitting on something else other than couch cushions.
"Have you by any chance seen my beard?"
I let my hand feel around as I tried to find the mysterious object that I was sitting on.
"No Rem, I haven't. I really hope you didn't lose it. Harry is very excited about meeting Santa." I answered, trying to hide the fact that I was slowly becoming frustrated.
I finally grabbed a hold of the object and pulled it out from its place between the couch cushions and my butt. I held it up to my face and saw that it was a fake white beard. I let out a chuckle, stood up and walked towards the bedroom where Remus was, hiding the beard behind my back.
"Need any help?" I asked, leaning against the door frame.
"No, no I'm almost done." He answered folding his Santa costume up into his bag.
"Just need to find this damn beard."
"I might know where your beard is." I said, smiling.
He turned to look at me.
"You might know?"
"Yes well, if you give me a kiss I'll tell you where it is. If you don't... we'll let's just say, without the beard, Harry will know it's you and Christmas will be ruined." I answered, batting my eyelashes.
He put his bag down and took a couple of steps towards me.
"Is that a threat, Lupin?" He asked, grinning.
"Hmm. Maybe yes, maybe no. Depends on that kiss, Lupin." I answered wrapping my free hand around his neck, the other still holding the beard behind my back.
"Well, you know I can never say no to kissing when it comes to you, darling." He answered, wrapping his arms around my waist.
He smiled softly before leaning his body down so our lips could touch.
We stood there kissing for a few minutes but pulled apart when our owl flew in through the window and dropped a letter onto our heads.
"It's from James." I said, picking it up off the floor.
"Why is he sending us a letter now?"
"That's not just a letter. It's a howler." He pointed out, looking down at the letter in my hand, his body still leaning against mine.
James's loud screeches came bursting out as soon as my thumb pushed the envelope open
"MR AND MRS LUPIN! NO, YOU KNOW WHAT? YOU'RE NOT THE LUPINS, YOU'RE THE LATES! MR AND MRS LATE. No, Lily I'm not being over dramatic!"
I tried my best not to laugh but of course, it was no use.
"YOU TWO ARE EXACTLY TWO AND A HALF MINUTES LATE! I HAVE BEEN WAITING TO MEET SANTA- I um aha I mean, HARRY HAS BEEN WAITING TO MEET SANTA ALL DAY!"
Remus laughed out loud and shook his head. He then walked towards the bed, picked his bag up and made his way into the living room. I was so entertained by James's screaming that I almost forgot about the beard behind my back. I quickly turned around so my back was facing the bedroom.
"REMUS GET YOUR WEREWOLF ASS DOWN HERE SO MY SON CAN MEET SANTA AND Y/N... did you make that cake? You know the one with the fresh cream and the little strawberries in it? NO, IM GETTING SIDETRACKED! IM STILL SO MAD AT YOU!"
I laughed, crumbled up the letter and threw it in the fire place.
"Good thing I made that cake or else he might never forgive us."
"Very true. James loves Santa and cake." Remus replied opening the fridge and taking the cake out.
"Were going to need to remind him that this is all for Harry, not for him."
"I just feel bad for Lily. Raising two children all by herself." Remus said, shaking his head.
I laughed and looked up at Remus. His eyes met mine and we both smiled at each other.
"So... now that it's nice and quiet. I believe I was in the middle of kissing you." He said softly, leaning against the kitchen counter.
"Yes, I believe you were." I replied, looking at him.
He moved away from the counter, I moved away from the door frame and we met each other half way.
I smiled as he wrapped his arms around me. He leaned his body down and as I wrapped my arms around his neck. I raised myself on my tip toes and pressed my lips against his.
I could stay here all night long.
Then, I remembered about the beard that I was still holding in my hand and slowly pulled my lips away from his.
"Why did you pull away?" He asked, pouting his lips.
I chuckled and lifted my hand, showing him the beard.
"You were holding it the whole time?"
"Yup. But I'm cute so I can get away with it." I said, smiling innocently.
"You're sneaky is what you are."
His warm hand came up and lightly cupped my rosy cheek. I found myself melting into his comforting touch as he leaned down, capturing my lips in a gentle kiss.
With difficulty, I forced myself to pull away because I knew that if we kissed for much longer we would end up in bed instead of at the Potters.
It's happened before. Way too many times.
"Noooo, come back, I'm not done kissing you." Remus whined, reaching forward to grab my hand.
I laughed at how adorable my husband was being.
"Re, do you really want to get another howler from James?" I asked, reaching for my coat that was hanging behind the front door of our cozy cottage house.
"No, but-" He began, but I cut him off with a quick kiss.
"No buts. Now, come on Mr. Late. Harry is waiting." I said, handing him his coat.
"Can't believe you're telling me to hurry up because you don't want to be late." Remus said, putting on his coat.
"There's a first time for everything, Moony." I said, kissing him one last time before heading out the door.