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We Wish You a Merry Christmas

Kingsley hummed quietly to himself as he entered his surprisingly quiet house. Normally by now there would be a bit of yelling heard from the second floor or giggling of his eldest two children. But no, the house was quiet and peaceful. Kingsley put his hand in his pocket and grasped his wand.

He slowly pushed open the front door to be welcomed with the scent of a warm casserole in the kitchen where he immediately entered. His wife, Caylin, was cooking dinner with one arm holding their four-month-old daughter on her hip.

'Evening,' she said as he kissed her before taking little Jordan off of her who smiled at him.

'Where are the other two monsters?' he asked teasingly and Caylin grinned before nodding her head outside.

'I'm surprised you didn't notice them Mr-I-Used-To-Be-An-Auror,' she said with a cheeky grin. Before Kingsley could retaliate the back door opened with a bang and two children came running across the room.

'Daddy!' they cried before attaching themselves firmly to his legs, almost knocking him over.

'Hello you two,' he said with a grin in his voice. Jaycee, his eldest, removed herself first. At five years old she was already starting to grow much to her delight and her parents dismay. Tai was the normal height for a three and was ginning toothily at his father from beneath his many layers of clothing.

'Guess what Dad?' Jaycee said as they began to remove their coats and gloves before washing their hands for dinner.

'What?' he asked, hiding his smile as he placed Jordan in her high chair at the table.

'We built a snowman and he had different colour eyes,' she said importantly and Tai nodded along. Even now his adoration and dedication to his sister was obvious. In his eyes she could do no wrong.

'What colours were they?' he asked and Jaycee smiled as if she held the answers to the universe.

'Well, one of his eyes was a bright red, like it could glow,' she said excitedly and Kingsley suddenly grew cold, as the memory of a man flying through the air like smoke with glowing red eyes flashed across his mind. 'And his other eye was black,' she finished not noticing her father's rather fixed smile. Caylin noticed and sent him a questioning look but he just shook his head, to alleviate her worries and remove the memory from thought.

'How much longuh til Kis-mis?' Tai asked, his tongue not quite getting around all of the words.

'Thirteen more sleeps honey,' Caylin said as she placed plates with steaming casserole on the table.

'That's so far,' he sighed before beginning his meal.

'We're going to the Burrow, right?' Jaycee asked though it sounded more like a statement. Just like her parents, her brother's devotion had gone unnoticed and had made Jaycee even more confident than other children her age.

'Yes,' Kingsley said and Jaycee sighed slightly.

'Will everyone be there?' she asked and Caylin nodded.

'And we're going to see Nan the next day right?'

'Yes sweetie, just like last year,' her mother said and Jaycee took another bite just as Tai spoke up.

'Will we get pwesents?' he asked and Jaycee rolled her eyes.

'Of course we'll get presents. It's Christmas,' she said irritably.

'Jaycee,' her mother warned and she muttered a short apology to her unfazed brother.

Kingsley shook his head and then almost groaned at the thought of dinner in twelve sleeps. Christmas Eve Dinner was always a mad affair with the entire family. Interesting but mad. And he had the feeling that this year may even madder than usual.

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