‘Ginny, have you seen my chocolate rum balls
?’ Harry asked his wife, searching through the pockets of his robes. Ginny popped her head round the door to see Harry.
‘No I haven’t, sorry. Check the living room.’
Harry entered the cosy living room, only to find his three children jumping around on the furniture, holding plastic swords and wearing eye patches. The room was in total chaos.
‘What is going on here?’ Harry shouted over the noise. The children stopped moving at once.
‘We’re playing pirates, Daddy!’ said Albus excitedly, ‘I’m Blackbeard
, arg, me matey!’
‘Do you want to play, Daddy?’ James asked politely.
Harry, deciding he would rather relax in his room with his chocolate rum balls and a brochure for a holiday to Barcelona
, quickly located his sweets and left his children to it.
‘I want to play!’ Lily cried, trying to snatch the pirate’s hat from Albus. Albus pointed his plastic sword at his sister.
‘No! You have to stay offshore
!’ he said.
‘But I want to fight!’ Lily said, bouncing on the chair.
‘You can’t!’ Albus said, matter-of-factly, ‘you have to be the mermaid, captured on an island while we fight to rescue you!’
As the two boys turned away from their sister and began to fight again, Lily furiously picked up an orange
from the fruit bowel on the coffee table and threw it at Albus. Her aim being very much off target, the boys continued to fight without another glance at Lily.
‘Arg, me matey,’ Albus cried, thrusting his sword towards James, ‘ye will never get the mermaid. She is mine now, arg.’
‘NEVER!’ James roared and ran towards Albus. They duelled with their swords, as Lily shrieked and cheered from the sofa.
Albus hopped on top of a chair, holding his sword in front of him, ‘arg, ye will never catch me now. Surrender, you fool, as no one can defeat Blackbeard!’ He twirled his sword impressively between his fingers, but, with a squeal, the sword slipped from his hands, soared through the air and crashed onto the television
, sending the ornaments on top of it flying.
The children gazed around at each other, mouths open wide.
‘Ooooh, you’re in trouble now, Albus!’ Lily whispered with delight, clapping her hands together.
‘No I’m not! It was an accident!’ Albus cried, frozen to his spot on the chair, ‘please don’t tell Mummy!’
Lily seemed to consider this for a moment, but the opened the living room door wide and called out. ‘MUU-MMY!’ She screamed.
Ginny came rushing in, a tea towel in her hands, looking bewildered, ‘what?’ she said stared around the room. Ginny gasped as she caught sight of her broken ornaments on the floor, ‘what has been going on here?’ she asked furiously.
As Albus stuttered before the gaze of his angry mother, Lily hopped over to the door, and then turned to Albus, ‘that’s
for not letting me play,’ she said, and then skipped out of the room.