Christmas Morning
Harry awoke at 4 in the morning, running down the stairs that "Santa came Santa came Santa came", echoing all throughout the house.
Regulus and James rose slowly and tiredly, calling Harry into their room to get him to quiet down.
"B- But presents," Harry whines with a pout only Regulus can decline.
"But it's 4 in the morning," Regulus said sternly, pulling Harry between him and James to cuddle him to sleep. Harry falls back asleep fairly quickly.
At a much more respectable hour, Regulus wakes Harry with the prospect of opening presents, to which Harry's bolts to the living room so fast Regulus could've sworn he Apparated.
They join him fast, as to not keep him waiting too long, and watch as he tears through the gifts with vigor, gasping and giggling at every new toy or item he opens, in absolute awe that he got presents he asked for and loudly wanted.
All in all, it was a fantastic Christmas.