"Work? This is playtime." Remus raised an eyebrow, turning his head to look at his lover just in time to catch the appraisal. Chuckling, he shook his head and sent another handful of ornaments floating through the air in Sirius' direction. "Except, I seem to be the only Gryffindor with their hands on the ornaments."
James walked in just about then, however, and Remus had to laugh softly at the younger man's complaints. "All the more reason for you to join the Gryffindors of this family in making this tree look less naked while Regulus pretends to supervise the resulting chaos."