A/N: Merry Christmas and happy holidays to you all! I hope you have a safe and happy one.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything you recognize.

Luna sat on the floor of her bedroom watching her hippogriff and Swedish Short-Snout figurines chase each other across the blue carpet. When the toy hippogriff brushed against Newt, the cat jumped up and tried to pounce on it, causing it to retreat to a corner of the room.

"Newt, you silly kitty!" the little girl giggled as the dragon flew after the hippogriff. Just then her father walked in.

"Hi, moonbeam," he said. "Listen, I'm working on this year's Christmas issue of The Quibbler. How would you like to draw a picture for the cover?"

"Really? Can I?" Luna asked happily.

"Absolutely."

Luna's smile disappeared as she remembered something. "I got in trouble last time I drew on your papers."

"That's true, but this time you have my permission," Xenophilius told her as they made their way to his study. "I'd like a nice cover design for this month's issue and you are just the girl to make that happen."

"Okay!" Luna immediately got to work, and a few minutes later she held up a picture of a Crumple-Horned Snorkack with silver Christmas bells attached to its horn as snow fell around it. "How's this, Daddy?"

"That's very good,' Xeno replied. "But it still needs something..." As the two of them thought hard about what to add to the drawing, something remarkable happened - the bells began to sparkle!

Xeno's mouth dropped open. "How did that happen?" he asked in wonder.

"Well..." Luna said thoughtfully. "I couldn't decide what else to put in it, but then I was thinking of how pretty and shiny I could have made the bells..."

"This is PERFECT!" Xeno exclaimed. "This is just the cover design i need!" As he began printing the magazine, he thought, Thank Merlin for my daughter's accidental bursts of magic.

"I wanna give Cedric a special present for Christmas," Luna said a few days later during supper.

Pandora and Xeno looked at the almost-four-year-old. "What do you want to give him?" her mother asked.

"Mummy, you're good at knitting. Could you emboi - embroo - do that thing where you make a Golden Snitch but with cloth?"

"Do you mean 'embroider'? Yes, I can manage that," Pandora told her. "But I'll have to use yellow cloth since I don't have any golden cloth right now. Will that do?"

"Okay, Mummy."

Right after supper Luna ran upstairs to her room and came back with a drawing. "It needs to look like this," she said, holding it up for Pandora to see. She had drawn a tiny Snitch with a bright blue "C" on it (Pandora had recently showed her how to print said letter facing the right way).

"Understood," Pandora said, nodding. By the following afternoon she had finished the Snitch and even enchanted it to make it fly. "It looks good, Mummy!" the little girl said happily.

When Pandora made to write a note to Cedric, Luna quickly grabbed her hand and said "I wanna write it!" She then proceeded to write, making sure to print each letter carefully.

At last Cedric's gift was wrapped up, and after Pandora had given it to the family owl, Bartholomew, to deliver to the Diggorys, Luna said proudly, "Cedric will love this gift."

"Yes, I'm sure he will," Pandora agreed.

On Christmas morning, Cedric looked curiously at the wrapped gift in his hands, on which there was a card reading To Cedric, From Luna. He quickly unwrapped the box and opened it - and an embroidered Snitch immediately flew out. He reached out a hand to grab it, and he saw that a big blue "C" had been stitched on the side. The seven-year-old boy then took out the note that had come with it; in large letters written in several different colors of crayon, it read:

Happy Christmas Cedric, and stay away from Nargles.

Your friend, Luna

Cedric smiled to himself. In his opinion, this was the best Christmas gift he had ever received.