A/N: I don't own Harry Potter

This is for the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Assignment #2 – Extinct Languages - Task #1 - Árinni kennir illur ræðari:A bad rower blames the oar.Write about someone at fault placing the blame on someone else. (Restriction: cannot use Peter framing Sirius for James & Lily's death)

Writing Club January

Showtime: 9 - Independence Day - (restriction) a fic set in 24 hours

Amber's Attic: 18 - Isis: Write about a mother, or a motherly figure.

Marvel Appreciation: L - Loki: (Character: Loki) OR (Trait: Mischievous)

Word Count: 701

"I didn't do it!" Albus announced, walking in through the front door of the Potter household. Ginny blinked. Albus was currently covered in glitter and wearing a frost white tutu. He also had a silver tiara sitting on his head. There was a snowflake painted on his cheek. Ginny shook her head. Lily and Rose must have been playing tea party again.

"What did James do now?" she asked. If it wasn't one of the the boys, it always seemed to be the other. Albus shrugged.

"I dunno," he answered, not looking at his mum.

"Then who did whatever it is you claim you didn't do?" Ginny asked, wondering why she bothered. Most of the time, the kids blamed each other and she never did get a straight answer.

"Lily," Albus stated, as if proud to be snitching on his little sister. Ginny fought the urge to roll her eyes. She highly doubted Lily had done anything.

"What did Lily do?" she asked, playing along with Albus' story.

"See, we were playing Quidditch and Lily was mad because she's too little to fly, so she made us all play tea party, which is why I'm wearing a tutu." Well, that answered one question at least. Lily took her tea parties quite seriously.

"Alright? So far I'm not seeing why you're saying you didn't do it."

"Because, I didn't?"

"What exactly didn't you do?" Ginny asked, her head already starting to hurt from the nonsense.

"Nothing," Albus answered, running off to his room leaving a dumbstruck Ginny standing in the middle of the sitting room. She was about to go try and get the rest of the story from Albus when the fireplace flared to life.

"Ginny? You home?"

Ginny sighed. Well, this might answer what it was Albus hadn't done. She walked over and invited Hermione in.

"What did Albus do?" Ginny asked.

"How did you know it was Albus?"

"He came home and announced he didn't do it, blamed Lily, and I have no idea what even happened."

"He dyed Crookshanks blue, claimed it was for Lily's tea party," Hermione answered.

"How?"

"Muggle hair dye, no, I don't know where he got it. When I asked him, he claimed he found it. Then he said James gave it to him, and then he said it belonged to Victoire."

"That last sounds most likely," Ginny said after a moment. "She's been trying to match Teddy's hair since forever. Is Crooks going to be alright?"

"He's angry, hissing at everyone, especially Severus, but he'll live. James and Rose are trying to catch him to give him a bath. Lily's still playing tea party with Hugo. She says she didn't tell Albus to dye the cat. In fact, she said Crooks wasn't invited to the tea party because he's, and I quote, 'a mean poppy head'."

"Poppy head?"

"That's what she said. I figured I'd let you know what happened before the kids have a chance to make up some nonsense story."

"Thank you, Hermione. I have some ginger biscuits from last night if you'd like some?"

"No thanks, any biscuits I bring home I never get the chance to eat, someone else always seems to steal them from the jar."

"Rose?"
"She claims it's Hugo, he says it's Rose, and Severus stays out of it. It's probably him, but I'm not going to accuse my husband of stealing the biscuits."

"Good point. Thank you for letting me know what happened. Oh, and if Rose and James catch the poor cat, let James know any injuries he gets are his own fault. Cats don't like water and he knows it."

"Will do, I'd better get back before they have a chance to do any more damage, or convince Severus to wear a tiara... again."

"Take a picture if they do," Ginny laughed, seeing Hermione back through the floo. She turned her attention to Albus' closed door.

"Albus Severus Potter! Get out here right now and explain why you dyed Crookshanks blue, and this time don't blame your little sister," she called, rolling her brown eyes. Life was never boring in the Potter house, of course, she wouldn't have it any other way.