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Fic: Where the Lovelight Gleams for deviant_forever

Title: Where the Lovelight Gleams
Author: yndigot/curley_green
Recipient: deviant_forever
Rating: G
Highlight for Warnings: *Remus & Sirius raise a non-canon child, potential fluff over-dose, helicopters*
Word Count: 1512
Summary: Christmas Eve just isn't the same for Remus and the boys when Sirius can't get away from work -- but early Christmas morning, he does his best to make it up to Remus.
Author's notes: I think that my professors time exams and major assignments to make it difficult for me to finish any fic for a fest on time. Thanks to the lovely mods for allowing me to submit this super late. And I can't express how much love I have for smittenfancy, who has totally shaped the way I look at Remus and Sirius and helped me develop my head-canon for them. And gave me Louis to play with. deviant_forever, I tried to give you marriage/engagement, adoption, AND family. I hope you enjoy.



Louis was crying. Harry was shouting as he chased a small toy flying through the air. That was probably why Louis was crying -- so close to the full moon, his ears were sensitive. Remus sympathised.

Harry came crashing through the kitchen shouting, "HELLO-CHOPTER!" and following a charmed plastic helicopter as it whizzed through the kitchen. His love of anything with a Muggle motor was undoubtedly due to Sirius's influence. A small fleet of toy cars and planes would be waiting for him under the tree in the morning.

"Indoor voice!" Remus called after him. Somehow, Remus had never realised how very loud little boys could be until he had two of them at once. It was so much easier when Sirius was around to be an extra pair of hands, to change Louis's nappy when Harry was cranky and needed to be fed or keep Harry busy in the garden so he wouldn't wake up Louis when he was having a nap.

It wouldn't be much longer before Sirius would be done with his training -- and would finally stop working such terrible hours. He was still making up for the time he'd missed when they'd brought Louis home in September. He'd been just a month old and terribly small. Very few children his age survived long with lycanthropy and having a healer on hand -- even one, like Sirius, who wasn't fully qualified just yet -- had been essential for that first month.

But that month at home helping Remus with Louis (and Harry as well) had meant Sirius had been working like mad since the middle of October, trying to catch up on the training he'd missed so he could still get his qualifications in the spring. It was Christmas Eve and he wouldn't even be home until Harry had gone to bed. It didn't seem like Christmas at all.

Harry let out a loud shriek and Louis wailed and Remus couldn't do anything but sigh. He and Sirius ought to be sitting in front of a fire, playing with the boys and eating Christmas sweets and laughing in the light of the fairies who glowed as they played in the branches of the Christmas tree.

No, this wasn't at all how he'd pictured this first Christmas with Louis -- this first Christmas since they'd had Harry when he'd thought they'd feel like a proper family for him and not just substitutes for James and Lily.

Sirius would be home the whole day tomorrow, but back at work Boxing Day. They had one day to get everything just right. He'd start putting the presents under the tree when he'd gotten Harry to bed and take the chilling charm off the roast for supper tomorrow so it could defrost over night -- it never tasted quite the same using magic to help along the cooking too much.

Louis smelled like soiled nappy and it was Harry's bedtime, although he was still full of energy and would probably take ages to fall asleep unless Remus used a calming charm on him. He wondered if that was bad parenting. Probably, but it was so tempting some nights.

He settled Louis on his shoulder, smelly nappy and all, and summoned Harry's helicopter from where it was hovering over the sofa -- Harry came running after it. "Time for bed," he said, sending the helicopter hovering up the stairwell with a flick of his finger. "Into your pyjamas."

Harry glanced longingly at the floo. "He'll be here in the morning when you wake up to open your presents," Remus promised as he urged him up the stairs.

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Remus had finally given up waiting by the floo for Sirius to get home. Louis wasn't sleeping through the night yet and he needed every minute of sleep he could get. But he hadn't been asleep that long when he felt the bed dip and arms slip around his waist.

He turned over in the bed and managed a small smile for Sirius. "You're late," he said.

"I'm sorry. I got home as soon as I could." Sirius kissed his nose. "Did you have a good Christmas Eve with the boys?"

Remus just sighed. "Too hard to get into the holiday frame of mind without you there," he said. He reached over to the bedside table to reach his wand and cast a quick charm to check the time. "Merlin, it's after midnight. Did you just get in?"

"A few minutes ago..."

Louis started to cry.

Remus slowly pulled himself to his feet -- Sirius jumped up a bit quicker, still awake from his late shift. "I'll get the bottle," he said. Remus gave him an appreciative smile as he went to pick up Louis and rock him to try to calm him down.

He was settled back in the bed with Louis against his chest when Sirius returned with a bottle of formula charm-warmed to just the right temperature. He'd also brought up his cloak. Remus gave him a curious look, but it was the middle of the night and he was still a bit sleepy -- too sleepy to worry about what Sirius was up to. Mischief, no doubt, but two children and a career as a Healer had mostly cured him of the need for dangerous mischief, so Remus doubted it was anything to worry about.

The way Sirius was staring at him was impossible to ignore, however, no matter how sleepy Remus felt -- and even in the darkened room, he could tell that the look Sirius was giving him was intense.

He shifted awkwardly and adjusted Louis in his arms. "What?" he finally asked.

"What do you mean?"

"That look you're giving me," Remus said.

Sirius's face broke into a wide smile. "I like looking at you."

Remus laughed and looked down at Louis. His cheeks felt warm and if there'd been a little more light in the room, Sirius probably would have seen him blushing.

"Do you want your Christmas present?"

Remus looked up. "It's too early, isn't it?"

Sirius shrugged. "It's after midnight. That makes it officially Christmas morning."

Remus slowly nodded. "I suppose it's all right then..."

Sirius grinned and his hand disappeared into the folds of his cloak. He was holding something small, but in the dark, with Sirius's hands around it, Remus couldn't see clearly what it was.

"Hold out your hand," Sirius said. Remus stuck out his hand a bit from underneath Louis, supporting him in the crook of his elbow. "No, the other one." Remus rolled his eyes and shifted around a bit, making a nest for Louis on his lap so he could set him down, hold the bottle with his right hand, and hold out his left for his present.

"Palm down," Sirius said, so Remus sighed and flipped his hand over, making a show of being annoyed, although he was mostly just very curious.

Sirius took hold of his hand and before Remus could really tell what he was doing, he slipped something around his ring finger. A ring. Obviously. A ring on his finger.

"We practically are already, I know," Sirius said, "but a lot's happened in the past few months and I thought ... I think it's time to make things more official. Past time, probably. If you want ... I do. I really do."

Remus bit his lip. He wasn't the sort to cry like a little girl, but he was very tired and suddenly very, very happy. "Of course," he said. If he managed to hold it together, it was a near thing. "Of course I want to..." He swallowed hard and then, his voice a bit thick, said, "If you're going to kiss me, you're going to have to get over here."

Their lips had just brushed together when there was a sound like a small fan and little footsteps just outside their door. Harry, wide-eyed and owlish without his glasses, poked his head in to their room, his little helicopter whirring above him. "Did Father Christmas come yet?" he asked.

Remus gave an amused but tired sigh. They were not going down to open presents at a quarter past one in the morning. "Not yet," he said. He glanced over at Sirius, apologetic. They'd celebrate this milestone in a more romantic way later. "Come on," he said, patting the covers with his hand -- and then rubbing his thumb across the band of the ring just to reassure himself that this was really happening. "I promise we'll wake you up as soon as he's come and gone." Which wouldn't be until at least seven in the morning.

Harry eagerly climbed into their bed and snuggled in between them. Louis finished his bottle and Remus gently rubbed his back until he burped and then put him back to sleep in his cot. Then he settled back into bed, smiling at Sirius over the top of Harry's head.

"Happy Christmas," he said softly.

"Happy Christmas," Sirius said back.

"Happy Christmas!" Harry said from his spot burrowed deep in the blankets. His helicopter hummed gently over the bed.
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I am getting ready to finish my tea, pack for probably two hours and then spend all day traveling. So grumpy, but this has made me feel impossibly warm and fuzzy, and I have the biggest smile on my face. This was so incredibly sweet and lovely, and, oh Sirius, you do know how to make up for things.

Thank you for this! :)
Thank you! I think that's one of the nicest things anyone's ever said about something I wrote. I'm glad it helped your mood. Fluff is good for the soul. ^_^
Aw, this is gorgeous. ♥
Thanks. ^_^
Awwww... that was simply adorable! It was one of those stories that made me smile the whole way through both because it was funny and it was sweet. And, no, it wasn't overly fluffy at all. Bits like Harry's noise level and the helicopter over his bed really balanced the whole thing out.

The boys were adorable, and this, particularly, amused me: Harry came crashing through the kitchen shouting, "HELLO-CHOPTER!" and following a charmed plastic helicopter as it whizzed through the kitchen. His love of anything with a Muggle motor was undoubtedly due to Sirius's influence. A small fleet of toy cars and planes would be waiting for him under the tree in the morning. That is exactly the way I picture Sirius parenting Harry: full of love, fun, and things that explode or make loud noises. I also had to laugh because you've obviously spent a lot of time around little boys and their noise and chaos!

I was really intrigued by the idea of Remus and Sirius adopting a lycanthropic child. That totally makes sense. Remus as the werewolf role-model and Sirius as the healer and living proof that werewolves can be loved. I like that.

And the rings and romance at the end was quite lovely.



Edited at 2010-12-18 07:23 pm (UTC)
Mwahaha. Oh, Sirius. Remus dreads the day Harry decides that he wants his own flying motorbike. And the answer is no. And Sirius is not to encourage him. ^_^ Little boys are great fun, but also a loud, chaotic mess of trouble ... and Sirius is a loud, chaotic mess of trouble all on his own, so I can only imagine things must get pretty crazy at the Black-Lupin-Potter house!

smittenfancy told me that she wanted Remus and Sirius to adopt a werewolf baby ages ago and we kept talking and playing around with the idea until Louis popped up. They make a pretty ideal home for raising a well-adjusted, healthy werewolf child, so the idea always gave me the warm fuzzies. I'm glad other people like it too!
Thank you!
Oh wow how lovely and christmas-y! :D I agree with brighty, this had just the right level of fluff, well balanced out with references to james & lily's death and poor little louis' ears :(. Little boys are delightfully energetic aren't they? xD I love the image of harry with his toy helicopter, and how it was even there at the end. :P Don't worry, I noticed and took great delight in the fact that your link was titled "HELLO-CHOPTER!" xD

I love remus/sirius domestic-y, rasing!harry type fics, and this was a great one :). Fluffy and warming on these cold wiinter nights, but also believeable because of the poor stress remus is under.

loved this! ^^ Thank you for maknig me feel so chritmas-y, and especialy for leaving me with such an adorable image. Happy Christmas indeed Harry! :D
HEE! I hoped people would still click even though they'd probably be thinking "hello-chopter wha?"

Thank you so much! I'm glad you liked it!
Ahhhhhh so cute! I'm reading this tucked in next to my christmas tree and just feeling wonderfully warm and cozy and christmassy and awww. I love the pups all grown up and with pups of their own. <3 So cute!
I'm doing some hard core lol'ing at your icon. ^_^

Raising!Harry fics are easily my favorite R/S fics. So much sweetness. Thanks!
Oh man, I love this so much.
I have always loved Sirius and Remus raising Harry fics, and occasionally I would also come across fics that teased at the possibility of Remus adopting adorable orphaned werewolf kids... but every single time, he'd be thwarted! I think this is the first fic I've ever come across where yes, he does get a baby werewolf, because yes dammit he and Sirius would be the best parents for little lycanthropes! The very best.

So this was adorable and perfect, and not too fluffy because honestly, raising babies might be rewarding but it's also pretty damn miserable too XD
--And then of course there's even Louis' just being there, because while yes now we get adorable domestic fluff, the very existence of such a tiny werewolf being up for adoption doesn't hint at happy things! And naturally now I want to read the fic of how they come to know about Louis and bring him home... X3

... so does that make him Louis Lupin-Black? Because that is a fun name.

All things considered, this was cute and sweet and a fantastic Christmas fic. Well done! ♥
Aww! Well, if you feel inspired. ^_^

I'm glad you liked it. Happy holidays to you too.
I'D LIKE TO SEE THAT!!!
So warm and fuzzy! And I love the "hello-chopter." Of course! M.
Baby!Harry is super squishy. ^_^ Thanks! I'm glad you liked it!
D'aaaaw that proposal was super sweet. <3 Super risky under normal circumstances, of course, but here it was perfect. Sweet but not too showy, sincere but still within the realm of possibility of their characters. Perfect. <3
That was lovely.
Thank you!
One of my favorite small gift this year!
High compliment! Thank you!
Awwww...so sweet and lovely and perfectly Christmasey. :)
Good! Exactly what I was aiming for! Thanks!
Adorable and so real, having a couple of young children around at Christmas. Love that Sirius couldn't wait til morning to give Remus the ring. Very sweet.
Adorableeeee~ I love a good proposing fic, especially where these two are involved! So sweet and romantic and GUH I loved it. :D ♥
Just lovely! You know, if Sirius and Remus were just "raising" Harry, I think they would have a tendency to see themselves as raising the Potters child. No matter how cherished. But with them adopting a another child, essentially, a brother to Harry, they become a family of their own. And the proposal and the way it's managed around the boys adds to the warmth and realness.
Oooooo. Such a lovely, understated proposal. Very sweet.
Hee. Yes, Sirius might not be the most romantic bloke when it comes to big gestures, but he makes up for it being sweet and sincere. Thanks!
Awwww, adorable! Guh, I could just feel the exhaustion and all the stress of having small kids. I love the family you created here and I really love that wee Harry came in with his helicopter even at 1 in the morning.
Oh so lovely and warm and Christmasy. All together lovely.
Thank you! Just what I was going for! ^_^
This was so sweet and heartwarming! I really enjoyed it! Great job!
Late as holy fuck, but OMG x 100000000000!!! This is so much better than any RP could be! I could picture it so so so incredibly clearly, and not just because this 'verse is (and forever will be) ingrained in my brain.

*happy sigh* I love seeing this live on. Hell, this will never die. :D And I'd like to think that, even though I officially SUCK at keeping up with any sort of RP these days, I can still help you flesh out ideas at least, if you want/need.

I loved the ring execution and Remus' reaction to it. I don't want to feel sorry for Remus, because he's quite strong and probably wouldn't take kindly to being pitied or victimized, but...aww. He deserves happiness. Even if it's his spouse working crazy hours and screaming children and roast in the oven and soiled nappies, it's domestic bliss and it's nice to see him have that.

Also, Harry is bad. Like seriously, spoiled rotten. Good luck to them. lol But maybe they'll get lucky in that, I imagine, Louis will be the quiet one of the two. Or at least quieter.

If you write any more of this, you MUST let me know! ♥
...ILU