Author's Note: By request. Enjoy :)

"Twenty minutes until dinner," Lily announced to the room.

"Thank you Love," Harry smiled at his only daughter, before she hurried back into the kitchen to help her mother.

"So you never told me, was Molly absolutely crushed that you weren't coming for dinner this evening?"

Harry glanced over at his godfather who was in the middle of a game of exploding snap with Albus.

"She seemed a bit upset," Harry admitted. "But we were over there last night. Gin really had her heart set on making Christmas dinner at home this year."

Sirius nodded in reply as James walked into the room flopping onto the couch.

"Quite a long face you've got there considering its Christmas," Harry observed.

James shrugged. "I'm okay."

"Not happy with your presents?"

"No they're great," James nodded with a forced smile on his face.

"Didn't get everything you wanted?" Sirius inquired.

"He was begging for a new broom but mum and dad said no," Albus informed his grandfather.

"He just got a new broom during the summer," Harry explained. "And he broke it trying to do a ridiculous stunt on it."

"It wasn't my fault it broke."

Harry raised an eyebrow at James before turning his attention back to his godfather. "His old broom works just fine."

"It's three years old," James replied. "And nowhere near as fast as the newer models."

"If you took better care of your things then you'd have a newer model," Harry pointed out.

"I told you, when I get a new broom I'll take perfect care of it! I promised you that!"

"Maybe for your birthday."

James frowned at these words.

He wasn't trying to be completely ungrateful. He was beyond thankful for everything he had received for Christmas but he had really thought that his parents had been bluffing and that despite the fact that they had said they weren't going to buy him one, a broom would have been under the tree with his name on it.

"Or maybe if you check the front porch," Sirius smiled slyly. "I thought I saw something out there earlier."

A look of curiosity swept over James face as he looked at his grandfather.

Sirius gave the boy a small wink causing James' to smile widely before jumping up and rushing for the front door.

"You didn't", Harry said in a shocked voice.

"Well I knew you weren't going to," Sirius smiled as he jumped up and followed his grandson, his godson hot on his tail.

"You spoil him," Harry accused as James pulled open the front door and raced onto the front porch literally shrieking with glee.

Sirius nodded proudly. "Guilty as charged, though I believe it is in my job description."

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" James yelled as he ran back inside and flung himself into Sirius' arms.

"You're very welcome! Now remember your promise to take good care of it."

"I'm going to take the best care of it!" James nodded smiling widely as he raced back outside reentering once more with the broom in his hand.

"You would have made me work for it," Harry noted.

"I wasn't your grandfather," Sirius smiled.

Harry rolled his eyes trying his hardest to appear annoyed but he couldn't help the smile that demanded to take over his mouth as he watched his oldest son hugging and thanking Sirius once more.

He knew that in the end all that mattered was that both Sirius and James were sharing a very special moment and really that was what the holiday was all about.