So ...VOILA. A CHRISTMAS FIC IN APRIL! Yay! Well, I suppose it's not really that Christmas-y. But anyhow.
Title: How Lovely Are Thy Branches
Summary: Late at night on Christmas eve, the Black brothers get into an argument.
Excerpt: “You’re an idiot,” Regulus decided, scowling. “There’s absolutely nothing wrong with the tree.”
“Yes there is!” Sirius exclaimed, tossing his arms in the air, suddenly incensed. “Everything’s wrong with it! It’s too pretty, it’s too artificial, it’s too… fancy and it’s too pretentious, just like everyone in this bloody house.”