(LOOK SHE'S VERY TIRED she wouldn't be this scandalous otherwise)

"I think so," she says, with her giggles fading at last.

She reflects on that, with a quieter contentment.

A little wondering: "I really do."

Their very own party, just theirs. Not Grandfather Gillenormand's or anybody's, theirs, for friends and strangers and the unlucky folk who had never experienced a Christmas at all, and it truly did go well. Tonight, everything is wonderful.