The characters of the Harry Potter universe belong to Ms. Rowlings, and I'm borrowing them for my own imagination.

Chapter Twelve

December 21, 2002

"Were almost there." Arthur Weasley said with nervous excitement as he led the way down the Muggle street pushing Victoire and Freddie in the double stroller that had once tried to contain George and Fred at that same age.

Arthur had heard Hermione, Penny and Katie recalling the tree lighting ceremonies of their Muggle childhood and had been keen on seeing one with his family.

"Dad, don't go so fast or you will tip the kids over." Bill called out worriedly.

"Not to mention that a couple of us are due to give birth any day now." Percy added his arm on Penny's elbow as she wobbled more then walked down the street.

"'Ere, 'ere." Fleur echoed as she leaned heavily on her husband's arm.

"Remember, as far as anyone else knows, we're a nice, normal family." Molly said as she held on to Charlie's arm as they walked beside Bill and Fleur.

"Like that is likely to happen." Ron said as he and Harry held onto Teddy's hand lifting him up into the air at every few steps. Hermione and Ginny on either side of their guys.

George and Katie took up the rear as George held his baby daughter close to his body to keep her warm on the cold winter night.

"I'm just glad that Hermione found a town that was big enough not to notice any odd ball newcomers." Katie said.

"Speak for yourself, there is nothing odd about me." George huffed.

"George, honey, you only have one ear." Katie said.

"Not common among Muggles?" He asked.

"No, and don't use that word. They don't know they are Muggles." Hermione added. She, Katie and Penny had discussed putting silencing charms on several members of the family, but decided to trust them to not cause to much interest from others.

As they reached the center of town where the massive tree was setting, Arthur and Charlie removed Freddie and Victoire into their arms to give the kids a better view. The family huddled close together to conserve heat as they waited for the seven o'clock bell to chime.

As the bell chimed seven times the tree was lit with millions of miniature lights and the little miniature village at its feet lit up as the miniature train weaved its was through it.

The family let out a cheer led by Arthur and Freddie at the sight.

"Merry Christmas, Dad!" Katie, Hermione and Penny called in unison.

"Thank you. Merry Christmas to you." He replied.

Seeing his father so elated as he held his son in his arms, George leaned over to whisper in his wife's ear. "I'm glad you never gave up on me."

"So am I."

The End

A/N: This is the end of the little story. Didn't have a lot of substance, but I had fun writing it. I loved writing all the humor. I hope you enjoyed.