Harry had returned to Potter Manor for the rest of the break. He’d spent Christmas with Henry and Beatrice, their daughters – Gallea and Edith, Harry’s great-aunts – and their daughters’ husbands and children. Fleamont was still on the continent, and hadn’t made it home for Christmas, to Harry’s disappointment and Henry and Beatrice’s consternation. Harry had never been surrounded by so much family. His heart ached it felt so full, and he barely had time to miss Ron and Hermione.