One morning in the Potter Estate...
Harry was sitting and reading Daily Prophet in the Potter Estate's kitchen cum dining room with her of them looking sleepy.
'Dad,why is it that all Saturdays start with Mum in a mood to clean this place followed by an angry outburst from her because either of my great brothers have done something or the other?'Lily asked from over her toast.
'Because that is already written in our fates by Trelawny.' James replied taking a sip from his coffee mug.
'James...... please stop talking about that woman, she has done her bit to improve my sleep schedule,is it my mistake I feel so sleepy in that bloody room?'Albus growled.
'I think either of your brothers would be getting in trouble any minute now.' Harry told Lily.
'Five...four...three...two...and one!'The second Lily finished the last phrase,a woman shouted from above them.
'JAMES SIRIUS POTTER!WHY IS YOUR ROOM STILL LIKE A GARBAGE TRUCK?!' Ginny moments,an angry red head had banged opened the kitchen door and stood there with deathly glare.
'You are dead, brother'Albus whispered to a frozen with fear James.
'I'll remember to bring flowers to your funeral.'Lily sid in the same volume.
'James,hadn't told you to clean your room five weeks ago?! So why is it still like a dumpyard!?'Ginny scolded her son,hands on her hips.
'B-b-but Al a-and L-Lily a-lso ha-ha-ave not c-cleaned th-their rooms-'
'I don't want to hear excuses! I want my answer! No wonder we get ten letters a week from Headmistress McGonagall saying you and Freddie have done a mischievous prank!'Ginny said her hands still on her hips.
'I can explain...'James tried to convince his mother.
'I wonder how dirty and messy your dorm at Hogwarts would be. I think I would need to ground you for three weeks! All your Summer!'
' No...Not Jamesie, who would help me in Quidditch this summer!'Al whispered frantically to Lily and Harry who had moved out of the back door for the shouting to get over.
'Dad, James is in real big trouble. You need to help him.' Lily nudged his father.
'For the sake of Quidditch.' Harry moved inside the kitchen which was full Ginny's shouts.
'-and you'll not play Quidditch also and ymmph! Harry had taken Ginny and kissed her.
'Could have been less queasy.', James told his father afterwards. 'Thanks by the way, you are a life saver Dad.'