This chapter is set in the winter. Ironic, it's burning up over here. In this chapter, Reg and Sev are going to have a bit of a battle. Sev thinks he can pull one over on Reg, but Regulus has cunning ways...

Disclaimer: If I owned Harry Potter, I would have an air conditioner.

It was winter now, one of Regulus' favorite seasons. He loved it when the snow would start falling, gently at first, then in a blizzard that whirled in circles and flew against the windows. He loved going from the toasty warmth of the castle to the bitter, stinging cold found outside. But most of all, Regulus loved Christmas. The pure excitement surrounding the holiday was enough to keep the boy bouncing up and down for hours. He had memorized both wizarding and Muggle Christmas songs for hours of enjoyment. He would often help Hagrid decorate Christmas trees and sneak into the kitchens to bake Christmas cookies with the elves. Regulus Black was a Christmas child.

Severus, on the other hand, had a Scrooge-like attitude in regards to Christmas. He did not care for the holiday, calling it "moronic" and "dull". He sneered at the Hogwarts chorus when they sang carols and laughed at the decorations on the trees. On several occasions, Narcissa had caught him removing Regulus' decorations from the Common Room.

But to Severus, the worst offender was mistletoe. Snape avoided it at all costs, to the amusement of both Narcissa and Regulus. Though the older boy refused to tell why, Regulus thought he knew why Severus hated the plant; he did not want to be kissed. This idea was quite funny to the Black boy, who hung the plant wherever he could as a result. It became a Christmas war.

"Good morning, Severus!" Regulus greeted his friend sweetly, sitting down at the breakfast table. Severus muttered a response; he was engrossed in his potions textbook, as usual. Regulus smiled widely and ate his breakfast, waiting awhile before presenting his bait.

"I baked some cookies. Would you like some?"

"Sure."

Severus had hesitated, Regulus noticed, and he grinned inwardly. No doubt the older boy was remembering the day when he had refused to eat Regulus' food. The boy had run crying from the table, and Severus had later earned himself a beating from Sirius Black and his friend Lupin. Regulus had been surprised that Lupin had participated; the sandy-haired prefect never seemed to want to harm Severus. He supposed Sirius had used his charms to convince his friend.

Regulus pulled himself out of his daydreams and handed Severus a cookie. He waited patiently for it to register; his patience was rewarded richly.

First, Severus froze completely. He stared down at the cookie as he began to shake. The fingers on his free hand clenched and unclenched in synchrony with his jaw. His skin had turned a milky white.

"What is the meaning of this?" he whispered in a deep, silky voice, and Regulus shivered inwardly. Outwardly, however, he was the epitome of an angel.

"What do you mean, Sev?"

"You know exactly what I mean!" Severus shouted. People were beginning to stare.

"I'm afraid I don't, love."

To Regulus' amusement, Severus' entire face turned a shade of red-purple that was really quite unpleasant. His mouth twisted as he stood and stormed off, tossing the offending item onto the breakfast table.

Regulus began to laugh heartily, banging on the table in merriment. A cookie shaped and iced to look like a sprig of mistletoe sat before him.

Severus was furious. Regulus knew he hated that damn plant, yet he continued to mock him with it. The injustice of it! Oh, how he hated the damn holiday, it drove him mad! Severus was wild with anger and a barely concealed panic as he stalked through the halls. He had to plot his revenge. An evil smile spread across his face, frightening tiny first years who fled in fright. Severus vowed to destroy Regulus.

"It's so quiet, where's Regulus?" Narcissa asked Severus curiously as she helped herself to a sandwich. "No clue," Severus mumbled, though a tiny smile spread across his face. If his plan was working, the boy would be entering the Great Hall in 3... 2...

"Sirius!" Regulus cried as he ran into the Great Hall. "Sirius, save me!"

He ran to the Gryffindor table as a herd of penguins and reindeer came dashing through the doors of the Great Hall. The older Black jumped up in shock as Regulus threw his arms around his brother, hiding behind his slender frame. Lupin started to stand as a reindeer charged towards the brothers, but the animal stopped dead in its tracks and began to chew Regulus' sweater.

Regulus giggled as the animal's teeth brushed his skin and he began to stroke the animal's back. "Aww, he's not dangerous at all! He's adorable! Siri, can I keep him? I'll name him Rudolph and charm his nose red!" he exclaimed.

"You aren't supposed to keep it! It's supposed to maul you half to death!" Severus exclaimed, jumping up. "Why, Severus, are you the villain behind this scene? I am quite disappointed in you!" Regulus cried, a hand pressed delicately to his chest. "Load of nonsense coming from your mouth as usual, Black, you always start these things!" Severus shouted.

By now, every student in the Great Hall was staring, and teachers were making their way towards the two brothers."What is going on here?" Professor McGonagell demanded, and Sirius looked bewildered. "For once, Professor, I have no idea," he replied honestly. Regulus took over.

"Well, I was walking down to lunch and singing a Muggle Christmas carol when all of a sudden these animals started appearing and chasing me! They tried to eat me, see-" he indicated his torn clothes- "and they chased me all the way down here! Sirius isn't to blame, Professor, I just ran to my big brother for help. Severus is the villain behind this scheme!" Regulus pointed a dramatic finger at Severus, whose jaw dropped.

"Detention, Mr. Snape, for two weeks in my office," McGonagell said primly, walking away, and the other teachers filed back to their seats, Dumbledore chuckling lightly.

"You tried to kill my brother?" Sirius said suddenly, and Severus realized the boy's eyes were filled with murder as they gazed at him. "Oh, Sirius, it was awful! I thought I was going to die!" Regulus whispered dramatically, clinging even tighter to his brother. He was enjoying this immensely.

"Snape, you have two minutes to run before I destroy you," Sirius murmured quietly, and, cursing his luck, Severus ran from the Great Hall.

"You're a sick little bastard, you know that?"

Regulus looked up from his copy of "A Christmas Tale" and smiled innocently at Severus.

"How was detention?"

"Piss off."

"Watch your language, Sev," Regulus reprimanded teasingly. Severus grunted and sat down on the couch. It was quiet for a few minutes, then-

"Are you- knitting?"

"Possibly," Regulus said lightly as he read and knit. Severus stared at him incredulously for a moment before sinking back into the couch and sighing, "You're an oddity."

"Thank you," Regulus smiled. They sat calmly for awhile, until the Black boy said lightly, "You do know that you've officially started a war, right?"

Severus lifted his head and smirked his trademark smirk, and Regulus' heart beat quickly.

"'Course," he smirked. "I always win, you know that, right?" Regulus smiled an evil grin to rival his friend's.

"You've never faced me before. Regulus Arcturus Black defeats everyone who steps in his path," he informed Severus, who stuck out his hand. Regulus daintily put his hand in his friend's. The familiar shock coursed through both of their bodies, and they grinned evilly at each other.

"Merry Christmas, Severus Snape!"

Severus looked up upon hearing the booming voice. To his shock and horror, an enormous robotic-looking Santa Claus was stomping its way after him in the hallway. The Santa's beard was large and white and seemed to have a life of its own, curling into tendrils and wrapping itself around Severus, pulling him close.

Panic rose in Snape's heart as he met eyes with the robot. He could have sworn that its eyes glowed a fierce red and murmured, "I will destroy you."

All of a sudden, the robot Santa brightened and to Severus' embarrassment, began to sing a version of 'God Rest Ye, Merry Hippogriffs' dedicated to the Snape boy. Potter's group of Gryffindors (with Sirius Black noticeably absent), began to snicker and point.

Severus tried to reach for his wand, but the Santa had his arms pinned. Severus was desperate for this horrific moment to end, and as he grappled for every wandless spell he knew, a sweet, familiar voice called out to him.

"Do you need some help, Severus?"

Regulus stood before him, smiling sweetly, but Snape noticed a gleam of anger in his eyes. Regulus' cheeks were an angry pink, and his arms were folded over his robes.

"Reg-" Severus said hurriedly, but Regulus waved his wand. The Santa was gone, but Severus' robes were now red and green decorated with Santas and snowmen.

"That's permanent." Regulus stalked away, leaving Severus to the howling laughter of his peers.

Regulus huffed angrily as he stormed into his dormitory. Severus had Vanished his Christmas decorations then hid his Christmas pajamas.

He searched desperately for his pajamas. He knew exactly what he was looking for; there were three pair. One pair was blue with white snowflakes, one was white and red striped, the last was red with Santa on the shirt and green and red plaid pants.

"Where are my pajamas?" Regulus shouted angrily. He heard a whisper. Next thing he knew, a shimmering feeling spread around his body. His skin felt hot; the heat was spreading all down his chest and between his thighs. Panting, Regulus ran his fingers over his skin, shivering in pleasure. The heat was becoming too much, suffocating him. His eyes rolled to the back of his head, and he collapsed.

Snickering, Severus left the room. He had gotten his revenge.

Severus felt a book hit him in the head.

"You think this is funny?"

Regulus stood before him in the library, brandishing a book and glaring fiercely. His face was even softer than usual, cheeks flushed. But this was not the surprise; Severus began to howl with laughter when his eyes caught on Regulus' newly curved hips and heaving chest.

"You asshole! You made me a woman!" Regulus shrieked. Madam Pince swooped down on him, hissing about quiet in the library.

"No! YOU be quiet! I'm trying to have a conversation here!" Regulus shouted. Severus collapsed from giggles. He could barely breathe when the two began to fight. At last, when Madam Pince kicked Regulus out of the library, Severus followed.

Severus laughed in Regulus' face the whole way to the Great Hall. "Shut up," Regulus growled. He-or she- wrapped her cloak tighter around herself. They entered the hall quietly, sitting next to Narcissa.

"Regulus, you look... different," the blonde noted. "Hmm." Regulus began to eat as Severus snickered. "What happened?" Narcissa questioned.

"Severus is stupid, that's what happened," Regulus snapped sharply. Narcissa raised her eyebrows at the boy's tone and made a questioning face at Severus.

"He's fine."

"I am not fine! You ruined me!"

"I did not," Severus scoffed.

"What are you two idiots talking about?" Narcissa demanded impatiently as she twirled a lock of her hair around her wand.

"Cissy, Severus turned me into a girl!" Regulus whispered suddenly, and Narcissa's eyes grew wide in horror. "Why did you do that?"

"Revenge," Severus smirked, and Regulus glared. "Just wait," he vowed.

Severus returned to the Common Room after taking a long bath. The room was empty, save for Regulus Black, curled up on the couch in his/her blue Christmas pajamas.

"Sent a letter home," the younger girl said suddenly. "About my... predicament."

Snape felt his face turn white. The thought of Sirius and Narcissa Black attacking him throughout the Hogwarts halls sent a shiver down his spine, not to mention having the entire Black family breathing down his neck and demanding his head.

Regulus rose slowly and crossed the room to Severus. "Having a girl's body isn't as bad as I thought it would be," he continued, fingering the buttons on his pajamas. "How?" Severus questioned in displeasure. Regulus was supposed to detest his female body. "I mean, look, Severus, I have hips!"

To Severus' displeasure, Regulus grabbed his hands. "What are you-" Snape was horrified when Regulus forced him to feel the younger boy's waist. "See? And that's not all! My chest!"

Severus' hands were cupped involuntarily underneath Regulus' chest. Despite his horror and embarrassment, Severus could not help but notice that Regulus' chest was very soft...

"What the hell are you doing, pervert?" he heard Narcissa shout, and Severus gulped. It's going to be a long night...

I didn't really like the end of that, but oh, well.

Oh. My. God.

Just saw HP 7 pt. 2.

Best movie I've ever seen.

It was so beautiful! I won't give out any spoilers, but let me just say that it's the ultimate. It's dramatic, tension-filled, sad, triumphant, funny. Just sitting there in the theatre watching all of the characters interact and just live, made me love every single one of them. Harry will always hold a place in my heart, and that movie emphasized that; over the course of the series, I've grown to feel that I know Harry practically inside and out. His triumphs became my triumphs. His failures became my failures. Harry helped me discover a world that was both his and mine; I was free to discover and dream and adventure, all while enjoying the journey with the character who felt like my best friend.

I only cried once during the movie. I surprised myself; I had brought lots of tissue, expecting to cry. But I didn't. I think it's because I realized that we aren't letting Harry go, we're letting him finish this chapter of his life. We'll always be with Harry, just like how Harry will always be with us. Harry is too close to our hearts to let go.

That was, once again, the best movie I've ever seen. The actors were phenomenal; Alan Rickman in particular was extremely moving, practically driving me to tears with his passion in his performance. He made me remember why I love Snape.

I love Harry Potter. I love how it's now a world, a world of adventure and love and freedom and struggle. I love how real it's become to us fans. I love being a part of this world. I love it.

I would like to thank J.K. Rowling for sharing her amazing story with all of us. Without her beautiful book filled with pearls of wisdom, I don't know where I'd be.

I'm sorry for rambling on so much; next chapter I'll (hopefully) end the Christmas feud. Maybe sneak a few kisses in as well : )

Thank you guys so much; love you! : )