It's Christmas Day, and there's wrapping paper everywhere, and the smell of fresh baked shortbread biscuits is wafting through the Potter house; it had been a great day so far.

Harry had gotten Ginny some jewelry, and chocolates. James and Albus got the new Nimbus 9000 broom, Lily got a children's potion set, and Teddy got a Sneakoscope, and a Wand Care kit. They also got an assortment of other gifts each, not only from Harry and Ginny, but from their siblings as well.

Harry checks his watch again, concerned. Albus and Lily, arguing about some prank, were curled up close to the fire. Ginny was in the kitchen, and Teddy was talking to James.

Harry gets up, deciding to see if Ginny needs any help.

"I can't believe Mum made us a matching set of Weasley jumpers. They're dreadful enough as it is, when we all wear different ones, but imagine the horror of us wearing matching ones. I'm sure she did this just to bug us Harry. I'm sure," says Ginny, unwrapping two red and white jumpers sporting the initials HP and GP.

"I think they're kind of cute actually!" Harry says, with a smirk.

"Harry, they're matching! How can that be cute? She doesn't expect us to wear it does she?" cries Ginny making Harry stifle a laugh.

"Gin, you know as well as I do that everyone has to wear the jumpers for Christmas dinner, or Mum will have our heads," says Harry joking. "We'll just wear them once and then be done with it."

"Fine," says Ginny bitterly, passing Harry his jumper.

Just then, the Floo flares and Ron, Hermione and their kids come through.

"Happy Christmas," greets Harry.

"Happy Christmas to you too Harry," says Hermione.

"Happy Christmas Uncle Harry," chorus Rose, and Hugo, who then run off to play.

Ron and Hermione then sit down on the sofa next to Harry; the rest of the Weasleys coming a few minutes later.

"Why don't you both look lovely," said Mrs. Weasley, giving Harry a hug. "Happy Christmas to the both of you, Dears."

"Thanks, Mum," said Ginny.

"The jumpers, they're great," said Harry. "Thank you."

"Oh, say nothing of it, Dear," his mother-in-law said, with a smile.

"Between you and me, she always has been fond of knitting," she said, grinning.

Suddenly there is a knock on the door.

"It's the Dursleys!" screams Albus.

"I'll get it," says Harry.

When he opens the door he is shocked to see, that in addition to Dudley's family, not only that Aunt Petunia has come, but Uncle Vernon as well.

"Happy Christmas," says Harry, while trying to keep the look of surprise off his face.

"Happy Christmas," chime Dudley and Sarah.

"Happy Christmas Uncle Harry," beams Emily.

"Aren't you going to let us in, Boy?" booms Vernon's voice.

At the word 'boy' Harry winces.

"Yes, of course. Come in," says Harry quickly.

The Dursleys wasted no time bustling through the door.

"Aunt Petunia, Uncle Vernon, this is my wife Ginny, our sons James, and Albus, our godson Teddy, and our daughter Lily. I think the rest of the family is in the living room," introduces Harry.

"Lily..." Petunia stammers, shocked at not only the name, but at how alike her sister the young girl looks.

"Happy Christmas, and it's a pleasure to finally meet you both," says Ginny.

"Happy Christmas," says Teddy.

"Happy Christmas!" chimes Lily, Albus, and James.

"Come on Emily! Let's go! James and I got new brooms, and I got an indoor Quidditch set!" beams Albus.

"Awesome!" says Emily happily, and the kids run off to play.

"Oh, Dudley. I know your daughter's interested in Quidditch as well. I may or have not gotten her a little something," says Harry.

"You didn't have to do that Harry, but thank you," says Dudley gratefully.

"Nonsense!" says Harry happily.

"Emily has been going on and on about Quidditch teams all week!" says Sarah laughing.

"That's nothing. You should hear my brothers when they get going. Harry here's pretty amazing on a broom, too" Ginny says, leaning in for a kiss, causing Harry to blush.

Unfortunately for Harry they seemed to have decided that they needed to point out any and all of his accomplishments as certain relatives of his were over.

"Youngest seeker in over century!" says George pointedly, as he walks up. "Several of our National teams still want him I reckon."

"Thanks for that, George," says Harry laughing. "And you're a fair flyer yourself, Gin. Plus, if I remember correctly, you were the one who played professionally."

"That's the sweetest thing you've said all day," teased Ginny.

"James Sirius Potter, for Merlin's sake, stop that right now!" yells Ginny, seeing James setting up fireworks with Fred.

"They are so related to your brother," says Harry laughing.

"Don't blame me for that! It's not my fault your kid's a genius," says George with a smirk. "Hey, Prankster-In-chief, keep it up!"

"Of course," snickers James.

"Whatever you say, George," says Ginny glaring at both the boys.

"What do you do for a living, Gina was it?" inquires Petunia.

"Ginevra actually, and I'm the Senior Quidditch Reporter for the Dailey Prophet," says Ginny.

"And you?" asks Petunia, turning to Harry.

"I am actually Head of the Auror Office," says Harry. "It's the main division in the Department of Magical Law Enforcement."

Vernon then starts mumbling something under his breath about "their lot" being in law enforcement.

A few minutes later dinner was finally ready, and they all sat down to eat, the elder Dursleys were none too pleased when Teddy started changing his appearance.

"Why is he doing you-know-what at the table?!" yells Vernon.

"Magic? It's not really magic. It's just a gift I inherited from my mum, although to you muggles, I guess it would look like magic," explains Teddy.

"He's a Metamorphmagus," says Roxanne.

"A what?" questions Petunia.

"A Met-a-morph-mag-us," explains Harry. "It means he can change his appearance at will."

"Hey daddy," started Lily. "Can we have desert now?"

"Once everyone's finished," says Harry with a chuckle.

"Dad made Treacle Tart," says James gleefully.

"Yummy," says Emily.

"Wait a second, are you saying that he does the cooking?" asks Vernon, Petunia shooting Ginny a look of supremacy.

"We both cook," explains Ginny slightly irritated. "We both like it, and Harry's a good cook."

"Not nearly as good as her," said Harry, gesturing to his mother-in-law.

"You're too kind by half, Dear," Mrs. Weasley replied.

"It's the truth, Mum," said Ron. "Everyone knows that."

"They've got you there," says Mr. Weasley.

"I love it when dad makes desert," says Lily, beaming.

"His Treacle Tart is my favourite," screams Hugo.

"I could eat it every day," says Fred, George and Angelina's boy.

"You two will eat anything; especially you, Hugo," says Rose, causing both Ron and Hermione to laugh.

"Ain't that the truth," teases Angelina.

"Like father, like son," comments Hermione playfully.

"Hey!" says Ron, acting offended.

"Nice one," smirks Emily.

"And WHAT is this thing doing?" asks Vernon coldly, pointing to the house-elf, who was now refilling their drinks.

"It's just a House-elf," explained Emily.

"That's Kreature, and he's just refilling your drinks. If it's a problem, you can do it yourself if you'd like," says Harry reaching the end of his patience.

"Harry..." whispers Ginny.

"Don't tell me what to do, Boy!" yells Vernon.

"Oh, he shouldn't have done that," George whispers.

"Hmm," said Mrs. Weasley, pursing her lips. She had always refrained from criticizing the Dursleys in front of Harry, but her eyes flashed every time they were mentioned.

"That's enough!" roars Harry.

"Vernon, it's Christmas," Petunia pleads.

"Vernon, I want you to listen, and listen very carefully. I have had enough of you and your intolerance! If you are going to be under my roof, with my family, you are going to have respect!" starts Harry angrily, as everyone is watching. "And as for calling me 'boy', and other such names, I have a name, and you WILL use my actual name. If you can't do this, feel free to leave. Have I made myself clear!?"

Vernon just nods, as he is completely shocked that Harry just stood up to him.

"Good," says Harry pleased. "Now let's put this behind us."

"Oh James, the Chudley Cannon's lost their match today. They haven't qualified for the Cup this year," says Teddy, trying to change the subject.

"That's not surprising! They've sucked for ages," says Albus.

"Hey!" says Ron defensively.

"Come on Ron. They were good in their time though," says Bill.

"Now, Puddlemere United has won League at least 22 times and the European Cup twice," states James

"Their reserve team is pretty good too," says Hugo knowingly.

"They came in 2nd last year," agrees Ginny. "They've been doing alright these last few years."

"You can say that again," says Harry.

"Maman, help," cries Dominique.

"Make it stop!" says Rose jokingly.

"You're surprised?" says Victoire teasingly, turning to Dominique.

"Really boys, is all you talk about Quidditch?" teases Hermione.

"Hey, Quidditch is a great game," states Ginny.

"What's wrong with Quidditch?" says Harry in mock offence.

"Some things never change," Mrs. Weasley chuckled.

"You've got that right, Mum. However, I can't believe nobody's supporting the Holyhead Harpies," says Ginny feigning hurt. "Of all the nerve."

"They were 9th in the league, Mum," says James, matter-of-factly. "They suck since you and Jones retired."

"Point taken," laughs Ginny. "They really haven't done well these past couple years."

"I was actually considering going to tryouts at school," says Emily. "I think it'd be cool."

"I'm sure you'd do really well Emily," assured Harry. "James and Albus can even help you practice."

"Yeah, they offered," said Emily happily.

"Dudders here, is a boxer," says Petunia, attempting to not be left out.

"Oh really? That sounds pretty interesting," said Mr. Weasley.

"He was the Junior Heavyweight Inter-School Boxing Champion of the Southeast," says Vernon proudly.

"Was it with school?" asks Hugo.

"Yeah, I went to a boarding school called Smeltings, and everyone there was really into that kind of thing," says Dudley.

"Sounds like you were pretty good at it," says James.

"He was," says Harry, making Dudley a bit uncomfortable.

"I have little doubt," said Mr. Weasley.

The rest of the dinner was filled with laughter and playful chatter amongst the kids.

After dinner they all moved into the living room, around the fire, and all the kids had a mug of hot cocoa, and more gifts were exchanged.

Emily was ecstatic to have her first broom, a Cleansweep 1000, and the Potter and Weasley children were excited to have some Muggle toys, that they'd never seen before.