Harry Potter One Shots And Imagines

Remus Lupin- Christmas Eve (c)

Your husband lifted the sleeping infant, cradling her into your arms as he moved her from the sofa. The aim was to get your young daughter back into her bed upstairs in her bedroom, rather than letting her nap on the sofa as she currently was. It happened every year. Christmas Eve would roll around and your daughter would get herself incredibly excited over the fact that Santa would be visiting her over the night. She would do her best to stay up so that she could see him, but inevitably she would doze off on the sofa before she could see the bearded man that would bring her presents.

You pulled back the covers so that she could be tucked in. As Remus lay her on the mattress, you pulled the quilt up to keep her warm on the winters night. Her eyes fluttered open slightly, looking around the room bleary eyed.

"Santa?" She whispered.

"Not yet, Sweetie," you smiled softly kissing her forehead. "Go back to sleep he'll have been when you wake up."

She nodded her head, snuggling into the bed, drifting back off to sleep easily. You took a step back, walking with your husband back out of the room and down to the living room.

On the coffee table was a glass of milk, and some homemade cookies that you had helped your daughter make for Santa earlier in the day. Next to the tray was a scribbled note, written in pink felt tip, telling Santa of how good she had been and thanking him for the presents he was going to bring her.

The two of you took a seat on the sofa together, Remus pressing a gentle kiss onto your forehead.

"We should probably head to bed soon, after we share the Christmas cheer," he smiled softly.

"We are going to have an early morning tomorrow," you sighed.

You loved Christmas and the festive cheer that would come with it, however it did tire you out making sure it was perfect for your daughter. She would wake up before the sun was in the sky to announce that the awaited day was finally here and that she wanted to spend every moment surrounded by the cheer. Before that could happen, you needed to place her presents at the end of her bed so that she was ready for the morning with Santa keeping the cheer alive.

"I don't mind though, at least we get to see her happy," Remus shrugged. "She takes after you. Christmas is her favourite time of the year."

You couldn't help but smile at him. "Any time I'm with you is my favourite."

Remus rolled his eyes, leaning in to press a kiss firmly to your lips.

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Written by Charlotte.