Harry Potter Characters Birthdays Novels & Stories

I wasn't interested in anything related to dating, or any other relationships besides the ones I already had. I had begun catching up on my Christmas shopping, buying gifts for my parents, Timmy, and Haylie. I had bought Timmy the typical things any ten year old boy would want in 2017; a Hot Wheels car set and a remote control car. But I also got him one of the only things he'd been begging me and my parents to buy for him: a Harry Potter Hogwarts Lego set. Timmy had been obsessing over anything Harry Potter ever since he got the book series for Christmas last year. He came running into the living room after he had taken the Sorting test online, screaming "I'M A GRYFFINDOR, I'M A GRYFFINDOR!

He wrapped his arms around her waist pulling her closer to his chest as one of his hands slid up to her hair as he fisted them feeling their cold wetness. He tilted her head, deepening the kiss. Fiona was the one who took a breather as they rested their forehead against each other breathing heavily. "I found out when Finlay was born," He said. Fiona pulled back to look at him with surprise. "A witch found that out for me," He explained. "It's Finlay's birthday on Tuesday," Draco said. She cupped her mouth in surprise and happiness. "Oh my God, I'm so thankful," She said, hugging him tightly as he wrapped his arms around her.

"I’m sorry about Argo. He didn’t really want to come here, but mom and dad decided it was better for him to have a break from everything down at the pack." Aunt Kyra nodded her head in understanding, "I heard that he’s been fighting with Isaac. That’s too bad; they were so close. It must be hard for you too, Airk?" I shrugged my shoulders, "they keep me out of their fight mostly. But I wish it was different. We’ll see soon enough, though. Our birthdays are pretty close to each other. Hazel will turn eighteen first. Records from the school did have her date of birth. And Isaac's birthday is one day after ours, so we’ll see."

Hazel raised her eyebrows, not afraid or panicked, but instead smiled brightly. "Mr. Jack, who would be foolish to seek death? I haven't had enough of life yet, why would I want to die?" She blinked a few times. "By the way, today is your birthday. It's not very nice to say these things, right?" Jack chuckled, seeming to be in a better mood. "You know it's my birthday." "I know." Hazel shrugged. "I even organized your birthday party myself. Unfortunately, you didn't come."

Victor explained. "Does that have anything to do with me again? And since you mentioned Professor, she must be really old" I said in a sarcastic tone. "Worry not, my dear friend. She is exactly two years younger than you. And you know what's the sweetest thing?" Victor questioned. "What?" I asked, unbothered by him. "Your birthdays are so close. Hers is on the 1st of October and yours on the 14th" He giggled.

Seeing Keith behind Xander, he joked, "You brought your assistant Keith today but left your beautiful assistant behind. Are you afraid someone else might take a fancy to her?" Xander did not want others to tease Abigail. "Take care of your own wife and mind your own business." "Hello, Mr. Hagrid. Hello, Mrs. Hagrid." Keith politely greeted them, but a small question lingered in his mind. He had been by Xander's side for many years and had met all of his old friends. He did not remember Abigail ever meeting them, so he wondered why they were mentioning her. Meanwhile, Abigail was celebrating her birthday in the hospital. On December 14th, she turned twenty-four.

They brandished sparklers and streamers, showering her with birthday wishes. Aurora stood, rooted in surprise. Whose birthday was it? Was it really hers today? Since her rebirth, she had celebrated her 18th birthday, but the exact date had slipped her mind, vaguely remembered as sometime in October. Her last birthday, uncelebrated, coincided with a familial move and a rift with Heath, thus passing unnoticed. In fact, the actual date of her birthday was a blur to her. But now, amidst this unexpected celebration, was it truly her birthday?

Everyone became a frozen statue at their place. But in a few seconds murmuring started again, but, more loud and clear. Students started talking about Harry's past or whatever biodata they have or heard. -"What is he talking about!" -"Sister? Did I hear something wrong?" -"Ahh! Guys Harry does have a sister." -"Where did that come from?" -"You guys forgot? We all know that Harry has two younger siblings. One is his sister and the other one is his youngest brother." -"So are you saying that Serene is... No, that can't be true."

I need her to know that she is my everything. “You’re quiet.” Percy complained, having yapped away for the last 30 minutes without me hearing a word he said. I shrugged at him, not saying anything. “Are you going home for the last day of the moon festival? I think I'm going to see if I can’t sniff out my mate. It’s been a few months since my birthday and she’s obviously not at this school.” Percy shook his head in disappointment. He’s the oldest of us younger kids, born in May. “So you’re going to take part in the hunt?” I arched a brow at him, wondering how Percy does with the ladies.

"Didn't you say you never want to see, talk or listen to anything that has to do with he-whose-name-must-not-be-spoken?" "Thank you for the Harry Potter reference, and yes I did say that." I could see her rolling her eyes, exactly the same shade as mine. "And no, I'm not feeling nostalgic. I just want to rip them to shreds and burn them crispy so I that I can forget that tomorrow is the 5th anniversary of the biggest mistake of my life! God, you have the worst taste in friends."