"Come on guys!" Harry told his kids. "We want a good picture of you three for your Grandma!"
James and Albus were stood waiting in the living room.
"Where's Lily?" asked Albus.
"Getting her hair done." Harry answered, fiddling with the camera.
James rolled his eyes and took out his impatiance out on Albus with a kick.
"Ow! What was that for?"
"I'm bored."
"That's no reason to kick me!"
"Boys, stop fighting." Harry said tiredly, not even looking away from the camera.
Lily and Ginny came down the stairs and joined the boys in the living room.
"Why aren't you wearing your jumper?" Albus asked. Both he and James were wearing the jumpers Molly had knitted them for Christmas.
"It doesn't go with the rest of my outfit!"
"If she's not wearing it, then I'm not either." said James.
"Stop acting like a child James," Ginny chided.
"Yeah James, stop acting like a child." Lily teased. James bent over and messed up her hair.
"AH! MUM!"
"James."
"It was an accident."
"Yeah, and I'm a boy." Lily said sarcastically.
"You look like one."
"MUM!"
"James, stop picking on your sister."
James rolled his eyes while Ginny fixed Lily's hair.
"When will you start acting like a the fifteen year-old you are, James?" Harry asked.
He shrugged and Harry sighed.
"Come on. let's get this over with before there are some injuries."
"There already was one," muttered Albus, rubbing his side from where James kicked him.
Lily joined the boys again, standing in the middle of the two.
"You smell." she whispered to James.
"You're fat." he whispered back.
Lily scowled at him. "Am not."
"Are too."
"Al, am I fat?"
"I'm not getting involved."
"Right," said Harry lifting up the camera. "Let's act as if we all get along for a couple of seconds.
"One, two, three!"
The camera flashed and the picture was taken.