Here's another update for everyone! I'm really pleased with this chapter and I hope y'all are too!


There is never a calm and quiet meal at the Weasley home and this one was no exception. Breakfast was filled with people chattering about last night and buzzing with excitement about the fact that Christmas was almost upon them. There was a smile on every face and each plate was piled high with food. George had even managed to make a dent in his pile of food while he was distracted by the conversations floating around him. Molly tutted and plied all of her children with more food than they could possibly eat and sat happy as anything next to Arthur as she watched her family look as alive as they had before the war, of course all of her children were a bit bigger and she had added a few to her brood, but they hadn't looked his happy in a long time.

"Mum? Are we doing anything special today?" Ginny asked around a mouthful of food.

Molly thought for a moment and looked over at Arthur for confirmation before replying. "We didn't have any big Christmas things in store for today so you lot are free to do whatever you want. Just make sure to be around at dinner time or you'll get a hiding, no matter if you're old and married now or not." Molly cast a stern look at the people sitting around the table. "So you can go out and do your own thing but I don't want 'your own thing' to turn into missing dinner or you'll be hearing from me."

There was a chorus of "yes Mum" and "yes Molly" from around the table before everyone turned to their neighbor or shouted across the table as they began to make plans on how to spend the day.

Ginny was trying to rope the boys into another Snow Quidditch game but Percy wanted to go and spend the day with Penny. Hermione was trying to convince Harry and Ron to skip Quidditch and join her in a visit to the Rookery so Luna and her father wouldn't be alone.

"I'll come with you Hermione." George said to a rather disgruntled witch after both boys had turned her down in favor of flying.

Hermione immediately brightened. "Oh thank you George! At least one of you boys like something better than Quidditch!"

Bill laughed. "It's us older men; we'd rather spend time with pretty women." He winked at his wife who giggled at how red both George and Hermione had gotten.

Charlie pretended to be offended, his eyes twinkling. "Older men huh? What's that make me then? One of the tots?"

Fleur smiled and waved her hand in the stocky Weasley's direction. "Vell of course Charles. Beel and George are both mature some of zee time while you are nossing but a razer muscle-y child."

"Well we seem to be out of pretty women to woo so forgive me for agreeing to kick the kids' butts in Quidditch."

Harry, Ron, and Ginny all squawked at this implication. There was lots of loud shouting coming from the three as they tried to regain some dignity.

With breakfast finally over everyone broke off to their rooms to get ready for whatever adventure that they had planned for today, with even Arthur wrapping up so he could head off to his Muggle Shed.