Magical celebrations amongst the Pureblood family circles in the Wizarding World were something magnificent, the picture of muggle fairytale dreams. Magic danced through every crevice of the homes wild and free, refuelling the souls of the ones honouring her, causing them to act very much the same. Riddle Manor and its occupants were no different, the festivities well underway as they prepared for their holiday rituals. Harry and Hermione laughed loudly and freely as they ran around the manor in the days leading up to Yule, ducking under their parents as they decorated the house, and sliding down the main entrance staircase bannisters. Over the weeks since coming back from Hogwarts, every family member had been over to see them home again. Even Andromeda with Husband Ted Tonks and daughter Nymphadora, Andromeda was desperate to reconnect with her sisters and wanted to get to know her niece and two nephews. Dora got on splendidly with her cousins and despite the seven-year age-gap was often seen playing magical tag with Hermione, Harry and Draco. Using simple disarming, paralyzing and defensive spells they chased each other around the massive Manor and its grounds when hit with a skin colour changing spelling that person became the chaser.