Christmas Eve had finally arrived and everyone was staying at the Burrow. It was actually less of a tight fit than one would think after they had magically expanded the beds. Admittedly, Charlie was on the couch, Lily was in with Molly and Arthur, and Teddy and Louis had to sleep in sleeping bags, but no one was complaining.

Hermione and Audrey were holed up in Ron's old bedroom wrapping the gifts for the exchange. Each of them had already been wrapped in tissue paper, so the two women didn't know what they were, but now they had to put them into identical boxes and wrap them in varying festive papers.

Downstairs, stockings were being hung. Grandma Molly had sewn each grandchild a stocking for their very first Christmas, and each one had the child's name embroidered on it. Each kid picked out a cookie for Santa and put it on the platter. Coincidentally, that was exactly one for each adult.

Then it was time for the kids to put their pajamas on and get into bed. The parents were strict that no one could wake up before eight o'clock. Then each family would open their own presents, and then they would go downstairs and wait for everyone to come before they looked in their stockings. Once breakfast was over and everyone was dressed, then it would be time for the gift exchange.

Finally all of the kids were asleep. Ginny and Harry were lying in bed talking softly to each other. They had used a silencing charm so James and Albus wouldn't wake up.

"You never told me Harry, what did you put in the exchange?" asked Ginny.

Harry looked at her. "Well, I got them before I knew about the exchange, but they were less than eight galleons. I... I got two tickets to Celestina Warbeck."

"Harry! There's no way those were less than eight galleons."

"Actually they were free." admitted Harry. "I wouldn't have put them in, but I know how much your Mum wants to go."

"And what if one of the kids gets them?" asked Ginny.

"I'm going to try to win them and give them to her." replied Harry.

"No!" said Ginny suddenly. "You have to let me win them. I want to take her, and if she gets them she'll take Dad."

"Well, okay." agreed Harry. "How old is Celestina Warbeck now anyway?"