He was glad he’d managed to surprise her, if he were being perfectly honest. She’d surprised him the previous year, and now it was his turn. Though, at the revelation that she actually had gotten him something, he reached up to grab her wrist gently. “No, no. Don’t worry about it. You can bring it next time,” he reminded her with a smile. “It’s really not much. You didn’t have to get me anything, you know.”
She always thought of him, he noticed. It was very sweet of her, but he was always surprised when she did it. Despite becoming quite close in recent years, Remus never expected to be considered. She had a lot to do, both in her job and in her own personal life. He wasn’t sure how he fit in, but somehow he always did. It gave him a warm, slight fluttery feeling that he liked and hated all at the same time. Though, he only hated it because he knew what it meant.