Building a Treehouse

Summary: Ginny Weasley and her daughter, Lily, decide to build a treehouse one day, but come towards a disagreement during the creation process.

At the Potter home, all of the men were out for reasons, so the women decided to have some fun. In the garden behind the house, there was a gorgeous oak tree; its thick trunk was implanted firmly into the dirt of the backyard; large, sturdy branches reached far into the sky and spread wide like the wings of a bird, which provided nice shade from the glaring summer heat. It was perfect for a treehouse and that thought was mirror by mother and daughter: Ginny Weasley and Lily Potter.

With some spare wood and simple spells, the duo were able to construct a treehouse within record time, but that was the only mundane part of the entire experience. The fun came from gathering up any of their old furniture and equipment to furnish up their latest creation, but some money was spent to truly liven up both the interior and exterior to their liking. Now, it was time for the girls to have some fun. Currently, Lily was practising her levitation charm on a second-hand sofa under the careful eye of her mother, who was silently impressed by her daughter's outstanding control.

"Good, just gently set the sofa down next to the cupboard," Ginny instructed her daughter and just watched in pride as the sofa was surgically placed onto the floor without a hitch.

"Done! I told you I could do it," Lily bragged about her skill before looking over to her mother, who just gave a big smile to her only daughter.

"Good job. Now then, we only have one thing to do," Ginny replied before inspecting the interior. Around her, various pieces of old furniture were organized nicely to transform the treehouse from something cheap to almost a second home. However, the ginger only had one problem with the place.

"The walls need a color and I have the perfect one for it," she stated before pulling out her wand. With a wave, the interior was brightened up by green wallpaper. Ginny was satisfied with her work, but Lily seemed to slightly perturbed by the new color scheme.

"I like the idea, but does it have to be green?" Lily wondered out loud with a bit of a conflicted expression on her face.

"What's wrong with green?" Ginny responded in confusion.

"I don't know, but I don't think this is the best color to go for the treehouse. It kinda hurts my eyes to stare at. It just doesn't fit," Lily stated bluntly.

"How so? When I see all of this green, it evokes a feeling of nature and lush wildlife, which should be perfect for this place," Ginny stated before seeing silent disagreement throughout her daughter's entire body. "If it is not to your liking, what color do you think would be best?"

"Hmm. I think red would be nice color or maybe, it should be blue. No, maybe, green is the right color. Give me a moment," Lily responded as her face contorted into a deep thinking expression. Mere milliseconds passed by before a lightbulb lit up above the ginger's head. "I got it! The wall color should be maroon."

"Really, maroon, who uses that as a wallpaper color?" Ginny questioned in great surprise.

"A lot of people do. Can you just change the walls and see for yourself how great it will be," Lily pleaded; she expertly morphed her facial features to adopt the puppy-dog eyes, which had an instant effect on her mother. Ginny waved her wand and just like that, the walls converted from green to maroon with the edges lined with thick black lines.

"This is perfect!" Lily exclaimed in glee.

"Really?" Ginny seemed unconvinced at what she was looking at.

"Yes, don't you just like how the color evokes a sense of passion and excitement. It might not be perfect, but it works," Lily grinned from ear to ear as her mind started to imagine the future in her new treehouse. However, her grin soon vanished when the maroon morphed back into green. "Mom, what are you doing?!"

"Sweetie, I know you think maroon is the best color for the interior, but I really think that green would be the better choice," Ginny stated.

"No, maroon should be the wallpaper color. It evokes a better mood and plus, it doesn't clash with the furniture inside. Look at the couch against the green. It is not nice to look at," Lily snapped at her mother.

"If we're going by your logic, maroon clashes with all of the other furniture," Ginny argued back. "Green is the answer."

"No, maroon."

"Green!"

"Maroon!"

Time passed by as the two argued about which color best suited the treehouse without making any form of progress. Loud words were exchanged and spells were cast. During this exchange, the walls changed multiple times back forth between the various shades and different patterns of maroon and green. By the time the shadows were starting to grow larger, Ginny and Lily were sitting on the couch while staring at the wall with an analytical eye. Currently, the wall was now a striped pattern of maroon and green.

"I think this is good," Ginny stated.

"Yeah, but I still think we should go with a full maroon color scheme," Lily publicised her criticism.

"Well, you have a learnt a very important lesson for life. We all have to make compromises," Ginny replied as she stood up and dusted her clothing off. "Now then, the boys should be back soon and I want to surprise them."

"Surprise them how?" Lily responded in excitement as the two moved to the exit of the treehouse. They made their way to ground level before looking up at their creation with pride. As they stared at the wooden structure, they let their imagination run wild before deciding to head back inside. As the two walked back into the household, Lily decided to sneak one last thing.

"I still think maroon is the best."

"Oh, shush," Ginny just ruffled her daughter's hair in affection.

A/N: Here is another one-shot for you all. I hope you enjoy. Reviews are welcome. All rights belong to J.K Rowling.

This is for Quidditch League Season 6 Round 9: I am Woman. Main protagonist is Ginny Weasley and prompts used were setting, treehouse, word, evoke, and scenario, an argument over what the best color is.

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