𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒 [𝐑. 𝐋𝐮𝐩𝐢𝐧]

𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐔𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐎𝐎𝐑

Song:
Lay All Your Love on Me (ABBA)
"Don't go wasting your emotion. Lay all your love on me."

DECEMBER 1978

The world was ending, but there was nothing they could do about it.

So, they pretended it was never an issue.

A small tree was set up in the middle of the living room, barely reaching up to Remus' waist. They had decorated it with different ornaments Lily and Marlene had decided they wouldn't want to put on their tree, and a plastic star dyed with golden paint. Callisto had bought a bunch of candles, setting them up around the house and a magical snow globe that she had placed right next to their nightstand.
Lily and James would be hosting the Christmas feast, in similar fashion to the balls that James' parents always held in the mansion, but without the unnecessary guests and the musicians. It would be just family and friends, an event for all of them to feel normal again.

Between the Christmas spirit and helping Lily organize her wedding, Callisto felt truly happy.

She was awakened by music coming from the living room, and the bitter scent of coffee. The bed was empty next to her, but she still felt warm, the thick material of Remus' sweater covering her body.

She got out of bed and walked to the kitchen, leaning against the doorframe as she saw him cooking in the kitchen. Well, he seemed to be greatly confused by the pancake mix and he spent more time dancing around than surveilling the pan, but a smile still reached her lips.

"Can I get a lap dance after you're done with that performance?" She asked, making him turn around. His cheeks immediately flushed red and he smiled sheepishly, the image of a flustered Remus Lupin caught dancing in her kitchen bringing her more joy than she could have ever imagined.

"A lap dance?"

"Yes, pretty boy." She confirmed. "Go on then. Keep on shaking your hips for me."

"You're enjoying this, aren't you?"

"Immensely."

"You're a dick."

"Well, as the people say," She sighed, smirking. "You are what you-"

"Do not even finish that sentence."

"-Eat."

Remus tried to keep a straight face, but he burst into laughter, rubbing his eyes tiredly. It was like that every morning. Callisto would wake up just a bit later than him, she would stroll to the kitchen or the living room, she'd flirt with him like she was a truck driver, and then she'd slip on her cute boots that could kill someone and hurry off to work with a smile on her face.

He didn't want it any other way.

Remus hadn't realized he was staring at her, until the scent of smoke filled his nostrils and he looked at the pan. The two pancakes were now coal black, smoke rising from the pan.