Harry walked into his kitchen to find the wall covered in crayon. Waxy, colorful crayon. Hundreds of pictures, overlapping each other, erasing any hint that the white wall used to be there. And on the floor, sat a small, red- headed girl, clutching a green crayon.

"Lily!" Exclaimed Harry. Lily looked up, and smiled at her father. Harry did not return the smile.

"Lily, why have you drawn all over the wall?" Asked Harry angrily.

"We was out of paper!"

Harry opened the cabinet where they kept the art supplies. Its contents fell on top of him, and he fell to the ground, covered in markers and pencils and glue and

"PAPER!" Harry Exclaimed. Lily giggled.

"Oopsy!" she said, and giggled again. She picked up a marker from on top of Harry, and began to scribble with it.

"No, Lily!" said Harry. "No more drawing on the wall!"

"But don't you like my picture?" Asked Lily, hurt.

"Of course! It's brilliant, it's… it's… er… what is it?"

"It's our family, daddy!"

"Of course! Obviously! I was just er… testing you! So, is that me then?" He asked, pointing to a black blob.

"No daddy, that's James. You're this big person, over here." Lily pointed to a black blob that took up the majority of the decorated space on the wall.

"Oh, I thought that was uncle Ron." Said Harry.

"No, Uncle Ron is this Red person over here."

"I'm a bit big, aren't I?" Asked Harry.

"Yes, and your big in the picture too." Said Lily.

"Hey!"

"You're huge daddy. Like a dragon!"

"I don't think that I'm quite as big as a dragon." Smiled Harry.

"Oh, yeah? Have you ever even seen a dragon, daddy?"

"You bet! I rode a dragon, with Aunt Hermione and Uncle Ron."

"No way!"

"Way!" Grinned Harry.

"Aunt Hermione wouldn't ride a dragon." Said Lily.

"Why not?" asked Harry.

"Too messy!" Exclaimed Lily. She took a red crayon and drew a large red circle under Harry's blob.

"What's that?" Asked Harry.

"A dragon!" Said Lily. She pointed to a blue blob. "Can you make this person change colors?"

"Why do you want it to change colors?" Asked Harry.

"Because that's Teddy!" Harry looked at the clock.

"Lily, darling, you should be in bed. Go upstairs, and I'll clean up the wall before mummy comes home." He said.

"You're going to clean up my picture?" Lily asked sadly.

"I'll tell you what. Why don't we take a picture of your drawing, and frame it. Would you like that?" Lily nodded. Harry stood up and got the camera.

Ginny came home from work an hour later. She was tired and wanted food. She remembered that food was in the kitchen, so that is where she was headed.

She entered the kitchen to find Harry sitting at the table, reading the daily prophet. He looked up and smiled when she came in.

"Food!" She demanded. Harry immediately got up and went over to the refrigerator. Ginny plopped down into the nearest chair. She put her head on the table and closed her eyes. After about thirty seconds, Harry passed her a sandwich.

She began to eat it and felt a bit more energized. That's when she noticed a framed picture on the wall that she could not remember being there before.

"Harry, how long has that picture been there?" She asked him.

"I just put it there today. Lily drew it."

"What's it of?" Asked Ginny.

"Out family, can't you tell?"

"No." Said Ginny.

Harry Grinned. "Neither can I."