Minerva and Harry walked back towards the Burrow. A few of the others in the tent saw the two of them.

"Oh great." Charlie went to get up.

Hermione grabbed his arm. "This is good." She smiled.

"How do you figure that?" Charlie pulled his arm out of her clasp.

"Look at their faces." She beamed.

"They are tearstained, but they are smiling." Charlie sighed as he sat back down.

"Exactly, they talked things over." Hermione was excited.

Ginny, Ron, Percy, and Audrey all smiled. This was something that the family had been waiting for, for the last year.

Both walked into the tent and over to the table where their spouses were sitting. "Hey." Minerva smiled and kissed Charlie.

"Evening beautiful, what has you in such a happy mood?" He sat her on his lap.

"Life." She looked over at Harry.

"What about life?" Hermione asked.

Harry chuckled. "We both ended up at mom and dad's grave this evening."

"Right, it is the anniversary of their death." Charlie looked at Minerva. "I am so sorry, I forgot."

"It is fine my love." She pecked his cheek.

"What happened at the graveyard?" Ron was now curious as well.

"We have come to an understanding." Harry smiled at his sister.

"That is great news!" Ginny jumped up and hugged Harry.

"Speaking of great news, you two missed our announcement." Percy was also beaming.

"What might that be?" Minerva had a feeling on what was going to happen.

Audrey smiled. "We are with child."

Minerva got up and hugged her. "Audrey, Percy that is amazing. I am so happy for you two."

The rest of the night was a normal Weasley wedding, they were all laughing and have a great time. Most of the guests had left, Molly and Arthur called it a night and put all the grandbabies to bed before them their selves went to sleep. Soon all that was left in the tent were the Weasley kids and their spouses.

"I feel his presence." George smiled.

Charlie looked over at him and nodded. "He is always present. Fred is there whenever any of us need him. Weddings, births, birthdays, and even family dinners."

George teared up. "I miss him, I miss him so much."

Charlie pulled his brother into a deep hug. "I know."

Minerva looked at Harry then back at George.

"This is why we had to get here." Harry sighed. "Life is too short."

"That it is." She replied.

***

Soon the cold winds of winter were upon them all, and it was Christmas Eve. This year was different for them all, things were looking up.

Minerva and Charlie got themselves a small place until they finished the repairs on the house in Godrick's Hallow. They were getting Remus ready to head to the Burrow for the holiday.

"Love, you have been smiling since you woke up this morning." Charlie pulled on his Christmas Sweater that Molly had made them all.

"This Christmas is going to be amazing. We have our son, Harry is talking to me, mom and dad are alive and with us." She walked over to him. "I have you, my amazing boyfriend." She kissed him.

"That does sound pretty amazing. Now only if mom would stop making us these sweaters." He sighed as he seen his whole family in them.

She laughed. "We will always have these, and I think it is a great family tradition."

They arrived at the burrow, everyone else was already there. The whole family, even Remus, Nymphadora, Teddy, Andromeda, and Kingsley were all wearing a sweater.

"Oh wow, mom went to the extreme with them this year." He laughed.

George heard him. "Did she ever. Let's all have lots of babies and maybe she will soon only make them one because she will not have the time for all the adults."

"That is a good idea." Charlie smiled and looked at Minerva.

She shook her head and joined the others. Nymphadora smiled at her as she walked in. They had not spoken much in the last few months; Minerva was still hurt by all the things that she had heard.

"Finally, you are all here." Molly jumped up and grabbed Remus. She sat him in front of the tree with the rest of the grandbabies.

"I am going to grab a drink, want something?" Minerva asked Charlie.

"I am good." He replied as his watch the joy that the children gave his mother.

Minerva walked into the kitchen where Nymphadora was also grabbing something to drink. "Merry Christmas."

Minerva gave her a soft smile. "Merry Christmas."

Nymphadora took a moment. "Minerva, can we talk? I hate this."

She looked over at her. "About what?"

"What you heard, why you are avoiding us?" Nymphadora sat down at the table.

Minerva sat beside her. "It is what you wanted, right? You want dad to focus on his family. I am giving you that."

She sighed. "You are family, and we need you around as well."

"I am so confused with what you want. You say you want your real family, and now I am your real family. What is it?" She heled back tears.

"I am so sorry." Nymphadora took her hands. "I want Remus, Teddy, myself, and you to all be a family. Minerva, I love you so deeply."

"I know that, but your words hurt me so much."

Nymphadora brushed her hair off her face. "I know that, and I am deeply sorry. Please, I beg you to come back to us."

Minerva pulled her into a hug.

Remus smiled as he looked in and seen the two of them in each others' arms. Christmas was going to be right now; he had his whole family together.

The rest of the holidays were filled with love, laughter, and togetherness. There had never been a Lupin, Weasley, Potter Christmas like it.

Minerva had just got Remus down for the evening after a long Christmas day. She wondered down to the kitchen where she seen Harry sitting outside, she grabbed her cloak and joined him.

"Hey." He smiled at her.

"What is on your mind?" She asked.

"Nothing, why do you ask?"

"Well first off it is freezing out here. Then secondly you have the distant look in your eye." She bundled her cloak more as she got a chill.

"It is this Bellatrix thing, there has been no sighting of her in months. It is just worrisome." Harry sighed.

She nodded. "Very much so, but there is nothing that we can do tonight. We are all safe and snug in the burrow."

"I know. It is just when things go this smoothly it scares me. Nothing ever lasts this beautiful for long." He looked off into the night.

"It can if you allow it to." She touched his shoulder.

He looked at her. "You are right."

"You better get use to that; I am always right." She laughed.