A/N:
This was inspired by an awesome game of taking funny Christmas pictures.
"Mum! I'm hot!"
"Stop poking me!"
"Why do we have to do this again?"
The entire Weasley family was positioned, sweaters and all on the lawn at the Burrow, ready to take the picture. In August. Why take a Christmas in the summer? Well, that was due to poor planning. Just days before the grandkids left for school, it was decided that the Weasleys were going to send out a Christmas card.
The photographer, Dennis Creevy, who had taken up his brother's hobby after he died, was making last minute adjustments. "You! The one with the J! Move to the left!"
"I have a name you know!" protested James.
"Oh calm down!" chided his mother, "You're how old know? You know how to take a picture!"
"Rose, dear," called Hermione, "Hair out of your eyes!"
Molly and Arthur sat on a bench in the middle as utter chaos ensued around them. "This was not our best idea," said Molly, shaking her head, "We should've known better than to ask everyone to turn up and take a picture! What were we thinking?"
"Teddy and Victoire seem to not be wrapped up in this mess," said Arthur pointing the couple of 2 years out. They happened to be kissing at the moment.
"Hey Teddy! Victoire! Why don't you two use those mouths for smiling !" This comment earned Fred a smack in the arm from Roxanne.
"Okay everyone!" Dennis shouted, "On the count of three, I'll take the picture. One. Two. Three!" He pressed the button.
"I think I blinked!" exclaimed Ron.
"My hair won't go down," Al attacked his head with a comb.
"Fine! We'll try it again! One. Two-"
Just as Dennis took the picture, Lucy spotted a spider on Hugo's back. This resulted in Ron, Hugo and Rose being sent into a frenzy.
"Get it off! Get it off! Get it off!" cried Hugo. Charlie killed it with a wave of his wand and flicked it off the young boy's back.
"Okay. Third times a charm."
But it wasn't. Louis was yawning.
They tried again another time, but Dominque sneezed.
5th time has to work, thought Dennis. It didn't. A sudden gust of wind blew Molly II's hair in her mother's face.
Okay, 6th time. Teddy's nose had turned into the nose of a pig.
By the tenth time, everything imaginable had happened. Finally, the picture was good. When the card was made later, everyone had approved of how they looked. 26 smiling faces waved at the camera.
As Molly addressed the envelopes, she turned to Arthur. "Next year, we're just sending a letter.
