It didn't occur to Harry until that very moment that a boy who dressed like Mono might not have been from a world with a Santa Claus, or even worse, had never had the chance to believe in the innocent magic of a Christmas miracle. He was struck by the profound sadness of it. Even Harry, an orphan, had Christmas memories that were among some of his favorites.

He didn't know what the tall man was to the kid, but he did know one thing: this boy deserved Christmas.

"...you know what? It's okay. Why are you so interested in faeries, anyway?"