Utopia

Sirius was first to attack the stack of packets and bags he had in front of him.

“Okay, okay. Who bought all of these?!” Exclaimed Remus, picking up a quite big and heavy box. It said ‘Moony’ on the side. “Well, as you can guess, I did!” James smiled brightly, dragging a sleepy Regulus forwards. “And because I hadn’t known that Reg would be here, I went to a strange shop and also bought him a present!” He was still holding the Slytherin’s hand, with which he had dragged him out of the couch.

Remus had just completely unwrapped the box, and was now staring at it, shocked.

“Did you buy me a new fucking record player?!” He yelled, and quickly made his way towards James, attacking him with a strangling hug. “Woah, there Moony!” The brunette hugged his friend back, still not letting go off of Regulus’ hand. “Do you believe it?! James got me a new leather jacket! With my initials on it!” Yelled Sirius, once he had opened the bag with his name on it. “Yeah! He got me a vinyl! The one I have been looking for since last year! Do you remember? ‘Boys don’t cry’, by The Cure!” Said Peter, bringing his brand new gift up in the air, showing it to all of his friends.

Regulus sat down on the floor, fidgeting with his sleeve. James looked at him weirdly.

“Did you not hear what I just said? There’s a gift for you too.” The raven had let go of James’ hand, but the boy was quick to fix that. He grabbed Regulus and made him stand, abruptly pushing him to the tree.

“Open your present, you moron!” Laughed James, “I got up at 7 a.m. just to provide it for you!” He said, dramatically putting a hand over his heart.

The raven didn’t miss a beat. He walked over to the big tree, and picked up the small box. Nothing was written on it, but it was the only thing left on the small carpet.

The opened it, after untying the pretty ribbon, and was shocked from what he saw.

“You— Are you kidding me?! I have been looking for this everywhere!” He yelled, also quick to hug James tightly. “Thank you, thank you, thank you! James you're the best!” He practically squeaked. James’ heart fluttered at the adorable sight. “Awww! Look at baby Black excited over a magic quill!” He smiled fondly, making all the boy’s around him snort, just a little.

“So? Regulus, what is it?” Said Peter, an interested shine in his eyes. “It’s a magical quill, once someone receives it, it writes down whatever said person says!” He talked fast, a goofy grin on his face. The quill flew out of its box and a sheet of paper appeared by its side. It quickly wrote everything down, in a pretty cursive handwriting. A series of ‘Wow!’ ‘Woah’ and ‘That's awesome!’ Was heard from the group. Regulus caught the pen and put it back in it's box, closing it.

“Well, I got you some stuff too!” He finally said. All heads turned towards his direction.

He cracked a sideways smile and pulled his wand out of his pocket. “Accio James’ present!” In front of all the boys, appeared a golden snitch plushie. Regulus turned towards the brunette Griffindor.

“It will turn into an actual golden snitch when you use the spell ‘Desendo’ on it. To turn it back into a plushie, you say the word ‘Asendo’.” Before James tried to thank him, he turned towards the rest of the group.

“All the thanks in the end.” He clapped his hands in front of his chest excitedly. “Accio Remus’ present” Regulus smiled brightly. In his hands, appeared with a pop, a medium sized book, with the title of ‘Spells and Potions for protection’  “This was important, and I was right to assume, that you haven’t charmed your apartment yet. You are lucky that I was awake last night, to hex that guy who tried to break in from the window.” He sighed. 

A big gasp came from Peter, Remus hugging him quickly after, wanting to comfort his friend. “Do not worry, Peter. You’re all safe." Said Regulus. “Accio Peter’s present!” He tried to sound more energetic and cheery. In front of him, appeared a big carbon box, filled with new, and some old vinyls. “As Sirius here has informed me, you are a big fan of ‘The Cure’. I can say that I relate to that. Here are all of their albums, as well as some Bowie for Remus because I felt bad only getting him a book.” He chuckled, as Peter’s eyes widened, eyeing the box in Regulus’ feet.

He laughed loudly and crouched in front of the box, investigating. “I guess it fits with Remus’ gift from James” He added. “Ah, Yes! Brother dear, it's your turn!” Regulus smiled mischievously, putting his wand in front of his face. “Don’t you dare—” Tried to say Sirius, but was cut off by the Slytherin.

“Accio Siri’s present!” His smile grew even more. In front of Sirius, appeared a very new pair of Doc martens, with red and yellow laces, as well as designs of ‘Freddie Mercury’ and ‘Queen’ printed on them. As well as a pair of black converse, with the exact same design. “You little piece of shit!” Screamed Sirius, spreading his arms and embracing his brother in a warm, brutal hug.

James, later thanked him too, with a huge motherly hug, as well as Remus and Peter, also congratulating him for his duelling skills, hexing a burglar.

Sirius wore his new Doc martens for the rest of the day, a mix of Bowie and Cure was always heard in the background, and Remus finally put up some strong protection guards and spells around the house, all from Regulus’ book. James was also hugging his new plushie all day, only letting go of it to prepare a bid dinner, with the rest of the boys crowding the kitchen and keeping him company, as Regulus had suggested.

“They are so cute together, aren't they?” Asked Sirius, leaning onto a counter and whispering in Remus’ ear. He eyed James and Regulus, as they cooked together, standing a little too close for two friends. “Yes, love, they look like us, but not married. Yet.” He chuckled, turning to face his lovely husband. Sirius turned towards the tall Griffindor too. “Merry Christmas, darling.” Whispered Sirius. “Merry Christmas, love.” Whispered back Remus, as they both leaned in for a kiss.

“YOUR SNOGGING IS FUCKING UP WITH MY ASEXUALITY—” They both heard Peter yell, shoving them both out of the way to get to the fridge. “Fucking couple shit.” They heard him whisper under his breath, sending them both laughing loudly.