Remus had put the journals away for the time being and spent the last few days making Christmas arrangements of his own. If he'd been overwhelmed with the idea of being able to celebrate and give gifts to friends the year before, he was possibly on overload this year, having family and friends and the means to equal the sentiments in his gifts. Though he wasn't thinking any such thing, anyone else might think it prudent to warn the other members of the household to beware the werewolf bearing Christmas cheer in a few days time.
When Kreacher brought him Regulus' request to join him in the sitting room, Remus set aside the letter he was writing to confirm his appointment to review one particular gift and went to find his lover.
He wasn't expecting to walk into Father Christmas' private winter wonderland and he was absolutely certain he'd never seen a tree that big in anyone's house, let alone his own, or one so white. Grinning, he moved closer and wrapped his arms around Regulus. "Someone has been a very busy man, it looks like."