Christmas Eve arrived faster than Minerva could imagine. She frowned when she realized a lot more students stayed at the castle and figured it was because they simply had no where else to go or rather no family to spend it with. Her heart clinched at the thought. She had experienced that in her own life and wanted to ease their burdens, erase their hurts if possible.

Minerva stood up at dinner and cleared her throat. "Tomorrow morning I plan on being here in the Great Hall," she announced. "Once breakfast is finished, I will have a variety of games and a wireless radio with me. I plan on celebrating Christmas here with anyone that wants or needs me. Bring your favorite games or whatever you wish and celebrate Christmas with me. I am half muggle and I still adhere to some of their practices so be prepared to celebrate in your favorite pajamas."

Thunderous applause broke out and smiling faces greeted her. Minerva inwardly sighed and realized being a great Head of Hogwarts was based on the heart you showed. Albus was great for being a Leader of the Light but she would make her mark on being personable to the students that needed her.


Christmas morning saw Minerva waltz into the Great Hall with her McGonagall patterned pajamas carrying a box of games. She worked quickly to setup up the Wireless radio and started setting up games. "Need help?" Pomona Sprout asked.

Minerva looked up and was suprised to see most of the staff with arms full of games and dressed in pajamas. She teared up. They had given up their Christmas plans to spend Christmas with the students. "You all are the best," she managed.

"You're the best," Pomona said matter-of-factly. "We are just striving to keep up with you. Now I have the elves working on Christmas themed cookies and snacks to setup in the corner. Anything else you want to see happen?"

"Just a lot of laughter," she said happily.

"Alright everyone," Sprout shouted. "Spread out and setup the room for a day of fun."

The room soon filled up with students dressed in pajamas and excitement plastered on their faces. She closed her eyes in relief. She disliked their sadness and wanted to alleviate it when she could. She searched the room but still never caught sight of Harry or the twins. She frowned at that. Harry was dressing the twins and promised to be right behind her. "Look at the doors," Poppy said beside of her.

Minerva did so and burst out laughing at the sight. Harry, Jamie and Jasmine were standing there in McGonagall patterned pajamas. Harry winked at her before heading her way. "Where in the world did you find those pajamas?" she asked amused.

"Muggle London," he said with a grin. "We thought we would pay homage to our favorite witch."

Minerva smiled at that and pressed a kiss to his lips regardless of their public setting. She would not deny the love she felt for this man. "Thank you loves," she replied before grabbing Jamie who was reaching for her and heading towards a table with a chess set.

Harry watched his wife for a minute before depositing Jasmine into Pomona's waiting arms and heading off to find his own table to play at.


March brought the birth of the newest Greengrass twins. Harry and Minerva had been notified as soon as Ginny went into labor. They arrived in the girls' marriage quarters to find the Greengrass parents and the entire Weasleys clan with the exception of Ron. "What are you doing here?" Molly said. "This is a family event."

"Daphne and Ginny requested their presence," Florian Greengrass answered agitated. It seemed Molly Weasley irked the wizard to no end.

Hermione rushed in and asked, "Did I make it on time?"

"You did," Adorabella answered with a kind smile.

"What are you doing here?" Molly demanded. "You need to leave. This is a family event."

Hermione looked at Molly sadly. She wanted to respond back but this was supposed to be a happy event. She bit her bottom lip to keep from lashing out. Harry slung his arm around her and drew her close to him. "Ignore her," he whispered and pressed a kiss to her forehead.

"Enough," said Daphne from the now cracked door. "Ginny has just experienced the most important moment in life and instead of crying tears of joy, she is upset because of her own mother. We asked for Harry, Minerva and Hermione to be present and it is up to us who shall remain. Molly we want you to leave. You have lost the right to see the twins today."

"But I'm their grandmother," she said outraged.

"You should of thought about that before you tried to make our family leave," Daphne said frostily.

Molly screeched in frustration before saying, "Let's go Weasleys. We know when we aren't welcome."

"Stay put Weasleys," Arthur commanded. "You were asked to leave Molly, not the rest of us. You will go back to the Burrow and think of the shame your actions caused our family. So help me if you utter another word right now I might throttle you." Molly looked at her husband in shock but quickly left the room without another word. "I apologize for the trouble," he said to Daphne.

The blonde witch just smiled at him. "Can you do that for all Weasley get-togethers?" she asked him teasingly.

"Only for my girls," he said as he wrapped his arm around her shoulder. "The boys are on their own."

Daphne snorted in amusement when the boys started whining about that. "Are you all ready to see the twins?" she asked.

A chorus of yeses was her answer. "Come on in," she beckoned and disappeared in the room.

Ginny was propped up in the bed with a bundle in both arms. She looked up and smiled happily. "Mione, Harry," she beckoned closer. The two grasped hands and moved to Ginny's side. "We want you both to be godparents."

"It would be an honor," Harry answered for both of them. Hermione nodded her head in agreement.

Daphne carefully lifted the pink bundle and placed it in Harry's arms. "Meet Lillian Bianca Greengrass," she whispered emotionally.

Harry looked up sharply at Ginny. "Well she needs a name to honor her Godfather, doesn't she?" Harry teared up at that but Ginny pretended not to notice.

Daphne then placed the blue bundle in Hermione's waiting arms. "Meet Granger Cyrus Greengrass," Daphne said emotionally. "A perfect name to honor the witch that saw things a bit differently and managed to find a perfect solution for us."

"You wanted to see me happy," Ginny said with a smile. "But you managed to do so much more than that. Turns out Harry's not the only one to find his soulmate."

Grasps of suprise filled the room but Hermione didn't seem suprise by it. "You already knew that though, didn't you? Daphne asked.

"I did," she admitted.

"Thank you," Daphne whispered emotionally and then pressed a kiss to Hermione's cheek. "I shall never be able to repay your kindness."

"There's no debt between family," Hermione replied as she gazed at the newborn boy.