Harry Potter Characters Birthdays Novels & Stories

― Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead "I am not your friend, Hunter. I do not think we could ever be friends considering the only reason I made acquaintances with you is so that I could use you." This was not what I had planned to say to him but since the words had come out, there was no point in taking them back. I hated to see the pain reflected in his dark eyes, how his smile faltered until it was gone without a trace.

August 25, 1991 Erik, Henry and Coralis were getting ready to head back to school. “Coralis, I don’t know how I missed that detail when we were filing the paperwork for you, but was your birthday really on August 1st?” said Kief. “Yes, I am now 11,” said Coralis. “Wait wait, DID WE REALLY MISS YOUR BIRTHDAY?” said Erik and Henry at the same time. “Had we known, we would have done something to celebrate it. Why didn’t you tell us?” said Kief.

explained John. “How will this end, Uncle?” asked Crystal. “We need to find Harry, and we already know where he is,” said John. “I do not understand. Who is Harry? Why is this so weird? What is this all about?” asked Crystal. “For now darling, you need to rest because I have prepared something exciting for you, it’s your birthday, right?” said Jette. Crystal took a bath, and they celebrated her birthday. Because they know that this is not going to happen most often to Crystal, they decided to pursue with the party.

Nanako, who was aside, also knew that Charlie definitely did not know when her birthday was, so she said shyly, “Charlie-kun, my birthday can only be celebrated once every four years...” Charlie came to a realization and blurted out, “I got it... it’s on February 29th...” “Mm-hmm.” Nanako nodded shyly, looked at him affectionately, and asked, “Charlie-kun, you should know what year I was born in, right?” Charlie hurriedly said, “Yes, I do. I know that.” Hiroshi smiled and said, “Mr. Wade, you already know the passcode to the house, then!”

My fingers trembled slightly as I touched the cold marble, the air around me heavy and still. “Lilian Vale. Date of birth, 20th September 1999. Date of death, 10th March 2009.” I forced back a tear. “Hi, Lily. I brought your favorite flowers. I still can’t believe you’re gone. You’d have been twenty-six today.” My voice cracked, but I kept going. “It’s your birthday, Lily.”

He kept thanking them over and over again. “What a coincidence! While Kirk and Chase share the same birth date, someone else does as well! Have you all already forgotten who else used to celebrate his birthday on the same day as Chase back in junior high?” said Lolita hurriedly when she saw everyone sending money over to Kirk for his birthday. “Who? Nobody really comes to mind!” Several of the classmates seemed very puzzled. “Humph! If you really can’t guess, it’s Gerald! His birthday is today too! He’s always celebrated his birthday on the same day as Chase. Three of our classmates are celebrating their birthdays today!” said Lolita.

I say, playing along with whatever she’s getting at. “The sixteen-year-old birthday girl,” she says, annoyed. “Her parents named her Justice, creative. I slipped away when a few excited boys moved in on her. How about we go back and join Justice on the dance floor?” I find it more humoring than she does. In a matter of seconds there’s a flash of messy brown hair and a pair of fierce brown eyes staring me down. Her glossy lips purse to form whatever smart reply that brain of her is thinking, but a static filled voice interrupts. “Black Night, this is Muggle Born…where are you?”

Again the parts of a song… I’m leaving on a jet plane I don’t know when I will be back again Oh babe I hate you go... Mrs. Hillary, who is included in the ranks of killer teachers, is not only fierce but also famous and sadistic. If Mrs. Anna math teacher is Voldemort. So Mrs. Hillary is Professor Snape in the famous School of Witchcraft and wizardry book series, because of the sadism. When a student is do something wrong, it's over. It happened one day that almost all the kid of 11-7 were expelled from class for not doing homework. The remaining 11-7 residents are only a few people like Alfred and several children who are classified as diligent in doing homework. Smart children are not nece

"So I was kind of eavesdropping on Charlotte's and Arabella's conversation-" Raven snorted, "Kind of?" "There's a chance that I might've eavesdropped on Charlotte's and Arabella's conversation." Timothy rolled his eyes, huffing childishly at Raven's smug smirk. He huffed, "Anyway, they were talking about birthdays. Arabella was trying to come up with ideas since her's is coming up in a month. She asked Charlotte what she did for her birthday. Charlotte said that she didn't do anything. Apparently her birthday was in October-"

Agatha said, then shifted her eyes at me and winked. "Interesting. Nice to meet you too, Agatha." Hermione said while accepting the handshake. "What are you doing here, Hermione?" I asked her to divert the topic. Hermione smiled at me and roamed her eyes around. "Well, me and my team, together with some friends, have a surprise birthday party for Amari Fleur. I assume you know her, right?" I nodded to Hermione in response. So, today is Fleur's birthday, and I wish I had something for her as a gift.