A/N: I don't own Harry Potter or any related characters

Word Count: 613

Lily Luna looked down from the top of the tree of the large apple tree on the edge of the Potters' property. She had nestled herself in its twisted branches. At eight, she was still smaller and lighter than her brothers and therefore had been the one to climb up.

"Lily, seriously? You climb all the way up there and you haven't picked a thing," James yelled. Lily sighed, grabbing the nearest apple and lobbing it at his head. He ducked before it connected. Lily laughed.

"There, I picked one. I didn't want to this stupid thing anyway. I hate apples."

"But Mum loves them. We can make her an apple pie for Mother's Day," Albus argued. Lily threw an apple at his head. It zoomed past his left ear before landing on the ground. Lily smirked. If she had really wanted to hit him, she would have.

"Hey! You almost hit me," Albus yelled.

"Sorry, I missed," she called down. "There I picked two of the nasty things, can we go now?"

"I think we need more than that for a pie. Throw some more down, Lily. We can't reach any from down here," James called up. Lily grabbed the nearest apple and launched it down towards James.

"No hitting!" he yelled as the apple bounced off his foot and into the grass.

"Sorry," she laughed. "Maybe if you climbed up and picked some yourselves, I would stop trying to hit you with apples."

"You know neither of us can climb as high, Lils," Albus whined.

"This was your stupid idea though. I wanted to get Mum a locket," Lily answered, sliding down the branches slightly. She reached out and grabbed a large red apple. She had to admit it looked perfect. She glanced down at her brothers and the basket sitting on the ground between them.

"Watch this," she yelled, lobbing the apple towards the bucket. It hit the rim and bounced into the bucket. Both Albus and James stared up at her.

"Wow, that was an amazing shot, Lils," Albus yelled. Lily smiled, grabbing another apple and making another shot. This one didn't even touch the rim of the bucket before bouncing straight in.

"Potter shoots, she scores!" Lily screamed. "And the Harpies win the World Cup," she added, dancing on the branch a little. The branch creaked slightly. Lily paused her movements.

"Lily! Be careful! If you fall, we'll all be in trouble," James yelled. Lily stuck her tongue out at him.

"Then maybe you should have just gone halfsies on the locket," Lily responded. "Do we have enough nasty fruit now?" she asked.

"Is five enough?" Albus asked, looking at James. He shrugged and looked up at Lily.

"How should I know? I don't like apples, remember?" Lily said, throwing an apple at James. It bounced off the ground in front of him. She was getting bored with not hitting anyone with apples.

"That makes six, I think that's enough, come on down Lily. We can always come back if we need more," Albus said. Lily slid down the branches, swinging from one to another, until she landed on her feet in front of her brothers. She shook the leaves and twigs from her red hair.

"I am not baking this stupid thing either," she added,grabbing the basket.

"Aunt Hermione will help us make it, or Dad, or Uncle Ron, or..." James' voice trailed off as Lily got out of ear shot. She had a feeling this pie would end up horrible, and not just because it was apple.

"Good thing I already bought a locket," she muttered as James and Albus hurried to catch up with her.