"Merry Christmas, Ginny."
"No," she corrected, "Happy Yuletide."
"What's the difference?"
"You know what Christmas is about, right?"
"Sure, presents."
Ginny sighed, "Nooo, it's a muggle thing. The birth of the savior."
"So does that mean we'll have a holiday or religion for Potter?"
She smiled, "Just come over here and sign the Yuletide cards."
Pouting, he walked over, "These say Ginny Weasley."
"That is my name."
He pointed to the small red box sitting under the tree, "How 'bout a change?"
"But I'll have to change the cards," she said, right before she kissed him by the Yule log.