Angelina was having the opposite problem of Ginny. Roxanne had picked out a beautiful wooden hairbrush and fancy hand mirror, and Fred had decided on a soccer ball and some pylons. But George hadn't purchased anything.

"Don't worry, I'll just run out and buy something." he kept saying.

"But what?" asked Angelina.

"Underwear! He exclaimed finally. "I'll just buy underwear if it will make you happy."

"No it will not make me happy!" replied Angelina. "No one is going to want underwear."

"On the contrary, my dear wife," argued George "everyone needs underwear. Isn't that right Fleur?" he asked his sister in law.

"That is true." admitted Fleur.

"There we go then. I shall return, and I shall come bearing underwear." said George. He exited the house.

Angelina shook her head. "That man is up to something."

"Don't worry about it." consoled Fleur. "Bill put in five Galleons."

"Men." said Angelina. She pulled her hair back into a ponytail. "Okay kids, time to decorate the cookies!"

The five kids came running in and surrounded the counter top, where the gingerbread men were laid out in neat rows. "You each have 16 cookies. Use them wisely. And you'll be cleaning up the mess." warned Angelina. She and Fleur retired to the sitting area.

"Awesome!" said Dominique. She reached for the gumdrops.

Roxanne was decorating one man at a time, while Louis was using a variety of candy to put eyes on each of his, and Victoire was systematically piping icing onto her men.

"I can't wait to eat them!" exclaimed Fred as he accidentally knocked the bag of sprinkles to the floor. Luckily it was closed.

"Let's try not to make a mess." said Roxanne. "I don't want to have to clean it up."

Finally all of the gingerbread men were festively adorned.

"Beautiful." praised Fleur. "You can each chose two to keep, and we'll make sure everyone else gets to try one too."

Each of the kids tried to select the most candy loaded of their men to keep, except Victoire, who had made all of hers identical except one, which was for Teddy. She chose that one and one of the others and put them in the tin.

"Alright, I suppose you didn't make too big of a mess, so I might help you clean it up if you ask nicely." offered Angelina.

"Please, Auntie Angelina?" begged Dom. She got down on her knees. "Please?"

"Yeah." said Fred, kneeling beside Dom. "Puh-lease?"

Angelina laughed. "Oh okay, there's no need to beg." She waved her wand and the kitchen righted itself. "Now who wants to play in the snow?"

"YEAH!" cheered the children.