The Hall looked spectacular. Festoons of holly and mistletoe hung all around the walls and no fewer then twelve towering Christmas trees stood around the room, some sparkling with tiny icicles, some glittering with hundreds of candles.
It doesn’t matter that Harry’s gone. People die everyday! Friends, family. Yeah, we lost Harry tonight. He’s still with us, in here. So’s Fred, Remus, Tonks, all of them. They didn’t die in vain. But you will! Because you’re wrong! Harry’s heart did beat for us, for all of us. It’s not over!
“The Great Hall looked magnificent. Not only were there a dozen frost-covered Christmas trees and thick streamers of holly and mistletoe crisscrossing the ceiling, but enchanted snow was falling, warm and dry, from the ceiling. Dumbledore led them in a few of his favorite carols, Hagrid booming more and more loudly with every goblet of eggnog he consumed. Percy, who hadn’t noticed that Fred had bewitched his perfect badge so that it now read ”Pinhead“, kept asking them all what they were sniggering at. Harry didn’t even care that Draco Malfoy was making loud, snide remark about his new sweater from the Slytherin table.” - Jk Rowling.
Winter Solstice - The boys would be home for the holidays during the winter solstice, but I imagine Sirius would have spent the break at the Potters anyway, and perhaps Remus would have visited on the longest night for some adventures in the woods behind James’ home.
Sometimes I like to think that the Hufflepuff common room had no password because everyone was welcome. Like, Gryffindor and Slytherin have passwords and Ravenclaw has the riddles, but Hufflepuff welcomes everybody. A lost first year stumbles in looking for the bathroom and all the Hufflepuffs just smile and tell him where the nearest one is and invite him to come back for some cakes and a chat by the fire.