A/N: It's Christmas dinner at the Burrow. This drabble is a bit more than a drabble, but it's hard to fit so many Weasleys in so few words.

Submission for:

Achieve that OUTSTANDING (Fanfiction O.W.L Challenge): Outstanding - Write at least 1000 words about a celebration set in the future (Post-Hogwarts or Next-Gen Era). Everything must be canon-compliant.

Countdown to Christmas Drabble/Oneshot Competition!: Day 7 - family gathering

The Holidays Challenge: Week 2 - Nargles in the mistletoe

The Lottery Competition: festive, season, family, clean, Christmas

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter

"There are nargles in the mistletoe," Luna said to the wide eyed children that crowded around her legs as she prodded the small sprig that hung in the doorway to the living room.

"That's not what Uncle Harry said," Teddy said as he ran up to greet his Aunt Luna, hugging her around her swollen stomach. Uncle Rolf had already gone into the kitchen to greet Molly and the other women.

Luna just smiled at the almost-nine-year-old, whose hair was currently red and green for the festive season. "Your Uncle Harry just hasn't seen one for himself," she said to the boy, then she turned to all the others, "But I have."

While Luna entertained the older children with tales from her travels and her encounters with foreign creatures, the Weasley sons were helping their father get the tent for meal set up.

"This family just seems to be getting bigger and bigger," Bill said with a laugh as he held his section of the tent up by his wand.

"If we're not careful, a couple more will be on the way," Charlie chuckled, eyeing his brothers suggestively before adding, "Not from me, of course."

"You have to settle down first, Charlie," Bill said.

"I am settled. My dragons are all I need to be happy, and with all my nieces and nephews, I don't really need to add to the brood, do I?" Charlie asked.

"No, you don't," George said while shaking his head.

"Is the tent almost ready, boys?" Molly called from the kitchen window.

"Almost, Mum," Ron shouted back as he held up the centre of the tent. It was a very heavy tarp that needed to be done carefully else the whole thing fall down while they were eating.

"And done," George announced, as he was finally able to keep his section in place.

The five Weasley men looked up at the tent with wide smiles before Bill turned to George and asked, "When is Percy coming?"

George said, "His owl said he and the girls would be by around four and it's ten minutes to that."

"Come boys, let's finish up with this," Arthur said to his sons. They nodded as they walked to the shed around the back of the house to get the table and chairs.

Harry handed a clean and freshly changed Albus back to Ginny. He was going to help the Weasley men in setting up the tent but he had his own emergency on his hands in the form of Albus' full diaper.

Ginny took the now sleeping boy from his father and then the small family walked out of the bathroom and into the living room to sit with Luna and the other children.

"Where's Hermione and Fleur?" Ginny asked as she and Harry took a seat on the couch. James promptly climbed up his father's lap and snuggled into his neck.

"In the kitchen helping with the last dishes," Luna said. She had baby Fred on her lap while the other children played on the rug between them. Teddy, Fleur and Domanique had gone outside to run in the yard.

"It's just so busy around here," Ginny mused as she leaned into Harry's chest. "I grew up in a house of nine and that sometimes felt like too much. Now we have a house of twenty or more."

Harry just smiled and said, "I always wanted a large family so this is just amazing to me."

Luna nodded in agreement and said, "Me too. Growing up was very lonely so having all of you around is incredible really."

Ginny smiled and said, "I'm glad you could come, Luna. Though you're not a Weasley, you're as good as. I just wish Neville could have come."

Harry said, "He was a bit busy today but we can ask if we can go and visit him ourselves tomorrow."

The fireplace sprung to life in a tower of green flames before Percy stepped out with Audrey at his side, and Molly in his arms. "I still hate Floo, Percy," Audrey remarked looking a bit sick.

He rubbed her back soothingly and said, "We had to use it though because we were running a bit behind schedule. Next time, we'll leave earlier and take the car."

He placed Molly on the floor and allowed her to join her cousins on the rug. "Happy Christmas," Percy greeted as he and Audrey hugged the adult occupants of the living room.

"You're late," Ginny said with a laugh as she hugged her older brother.

He smiled sheepishly and said, "We got... kind of caught up."

Ginny looked at the matching blush on Audrey's face and then scrunched up her nose. "I did not need to know that, Percy," she cried among the laughing Luna and Harry.

"Hey, you asked and I answered," he said, recovering from his slight embarrassment.

They heard footsteps and Mrs Weasley entered the living room. "Percy! Audrey! I thought I heard you come," she said as she hugged them both. "Since we're all here, we can start dinner. Come along everyone."

Molly Weasley had really outdone herself. Everyone's mouth was watering as they took all the wonderful dishes and inhaled the wonderful smells. All the families sat around the long table with their children on their laps or nearby as Arthur stood at the head of the table.

"I'm so happy to see my home filled once more with love and joy, family and friends, especially around this festive season. So without further ado, let's all dig in to Molly's cooking."

Everyone began to pile food on their and their children's plates, their moods light and laughter around as they all celebrated another Weasley Christmas dinner at the Burrow.

After the meal, George stood up and said, "Everyone, please direct your attention to the sky above the apple orchard."

As everyone turned he handed a small device to his son, "Fred, would you like to do that honours?"

With a large smile, baby Fred latched onto the device and pressed the large red button. At that same moment, a large fireworks show was set in motion. All the Weasleys and their extended family watched the pretty lights and shapes in amazement. The able-bodied children jumped from their parents' sides and ran out of the tent to spin and twirl under the lights.

George looked at his son with a smile, "A prankster already." Then he said to all around, "Happy Christmas, Weasley family!"