A/N: hello. I have no idea if this is how author notes work but it is how my author notes work. It is relevant that in my next generation fics Al and James have a long standing rivalry stemming from Harry's favouritism of Albus. Hope you don't find this disturbing!
"Oh, family meal time! I do love family meal time!" Lily Luna winced; it seemed the sanest of the Potter family could no longer be dubbed sane.
As Harry flipped through his Vogue magazine, Ginny was talking to her imaginary friend Tom Riddle.
James Sirius, on the other hand, had a new rabbit; it was his sixteenth, and he loved it dearly. The little grey ball of fluff wore mascara and lilac nail polish. James was nuzzling the creature, which he had named Violabella.
"James," Harry frowned, buttering his teeth, "how many times do I have to tell you? No bunnies at the dinner table."
"Where's Albus Severus? He isn't skipping meals again, is he?" Lily asked, trying to change the subject as James clenched his fist around his fork, knuckles whitening.
Just then, the kitchen floor was flung open and Al strode in wearing a pink crop top bearing the legend "I heart boys!" And tiny denim shorts with the word "Juicy!" Written across it. He seemed oblivious to his family as he tottered to the fridge trilling "womaniser, womaniser, you're ma womaniser baby!"
"Al, why don't you have some of this chilli con carne? There's garlic bread," Lily offered.
The boy (well, sort of-boy) raised one perfectly shaped eyebrow. "Carbs after 3pm? Um, no thank you. I'd rather eat a deep fried vending machine. I'll just totes stick with my granola bar and," he looked his sister up and down, a snide little smile on his lips, "I'd suggestyou do the same. You're kinda getting pudgy."
Harry beamed fondly at his youngest son. "That's m'boy, Ali. Why can't your brother be more like you?"
James was sitting under the table eating candyfloss with essence of strawberry and holding Violabella to his chest, saying adoringly, "Oh, my love. Thou are my brightness, a blue truer than any ocean and a pink more vivid than the deluxe couture handbag Dad won't buy me."