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𝓔𝓿𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓮'𝓼 𝓟𝓞𝓥
FRIDAY, DECEMBER 16th 1977

The day has come where we all have to go back to our families for Christmas break and instead of packing like I should be, or should have already, I'm in bed. Remus is laying with his head on my chest and I am lightly petting his hair with a happy smile on my face.

"You're so small and cute like this, Rem" I coo.

"I'm older than you" He reminds me.

"What a big softie" I tease him "Like a teddy bear"

"I'm like a whole foot taller than you, cub" He stresses.

"Tiny little pup" I hum, scratching his scalp lightly.

"I could knock you out with one punch" He declares, looking up at me.

"You're so cute" I grin widely.

"I hate you" He grumbles.

"Whatever you say, pup" I chirp.

"Shut up" He groans.

"Make me" I counter.

"Gladly" He retorts, leaning up and pressing our lips together.

As our lips part, I hold his scarred face in my palms and he nudges my nose with his own, smiling warmly.

"Remus" I mumble.

"Yeah?" He murmurs.

"I am so in love with you" I admit and his smile widens.

"Evangeline" He grins.

"Yeah?" I breathe out.

"I am so fucking in love with you" He responds.

I smile so widely that it physically hurts my face and the Lupin boy pecks my lips sweetly before pressing kisses to my nose, forehead and cheeks.

"I've never loved anyone the way that I love you" He adds.

I open my mouth to reply to his confession but I am rudely interrupted by the dorm room door swinging open to reveal Sirius, James and Peter.

"Again?" James groans, covering his eyes dramatically.

"You two are like bloody rabbits" Sirius snorts.

"You fucking arseholes ruin everything" I snap in annoyance, sitting up and throwing a pillow at them.

The pillow hits James and he yelps in fright, uncovering his eyes to see the pillow on the ground at his feet.

"Did we interrupt something?" Peter asks sheepishly.

"Yeah, Pete. You did" Remus grumbles, dropping his head onto my shoulder.

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