Lily Potter Birthday Novels & Stories

"You didn't get much sleep last night because of Lily's and my demands." She shrugged off her cereal and blushed. "Much thanks to you." She murmured. She retrieved her phone from the kitchen counter, where she had left it overnight to charge, when it rang. She quickly recognized Lisa from the screen. "Hello." she welcomed. "Hello yourself birthday lady." Her cousin welcomed and Laura began. It was her birthday. She had completely lost track. "Riley and I are taking you and Lily out somewhere else. Our treat. However, we must first complete serious birthday shopping.”

“Already tried it.” “Her favorite flower?” “Done.” “Her dad’s name? Or his birth year?” “Nope. Didn’t work either.” “Okay, but what about...what about that beach she said she went to on her seventeenth birthday?” “You mean Half Moon Bay?” “Yeah.” “Tried it. And the date, and the nickname she gave it. Nothing.” They both groaned. The digital clock on Lily’s nightstand clicked over to 12:47 a.m. The house was quiet. Too quiet. Even the creaks in the walls and the buzz of the hallway light felt heavier tonight.

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.”

Because tonight wasn't just any night. Tonight was Grandpa Roman's birthday. And I was going to make sure it was going to be awesome. Lily was already on the job, floating around the room in the prettiest dress I'd ever seen her wear—a light lilac-colored thing that made her look forebodingly dateable. She had a tray of drinks in hand, smiling at the older visitors, making sure they were alright. An angel. And of course, because she looked like an angel, some dude had already started circling around her.

**Ariana's POV** Lily yelled up the stairs Come on Birthday Girl! Jack is meeting us at the Den. Your birthday is in exactly three hours and 37 minutes. The blue moon will be at its zenith exactly like the night you were born! "Let's get to celebrating." I took a quick spin in front of my mirror my dress fit perfectly as violet as my eyes. I have black heels on my hair done in a messy chignon. Aunt Lily did a beautiful job on it.

Kitty says. Lyall’s birthday is next week, the 16th of July. I can’t believe I forgot. Most enfablers know the boy’s birthdates off by heart, and embarrassingly enough, I’m one of them. I never would have imagined in a thousand years that I’d someday be personally buying one of the Fable guys a birthday gift though. Luckily though, I know just the thing. “I noticed Lyall’s wallet is sort of beat up,” I say to Kitty. “Do you think he’d like a new one?”

Lily turned ten on a Saturday in June. She woke up early. Too early. The sun was barely up. She ran into our room and jumped on the bed with all the energy of a hurricane. "Happy birthday!" she shouted. Her voice was loud enough to wake the neighbors. James was behind her. He jumped too, his small body bouncing on the mattress. "Happy birthday, Lily!" "Thank you!" "Can we open presents now?" Lily asked, bouncing on the bed.

"It's just rain." "I'm sorry, Lily. Mommy didn't give you a good birthday today." "It's okay, Mommy. I already made a secret wish." "Oh?" I smiled, feeling a little ray of light through the gloom. "Can you tell me what it was?" "I wished for Mommy to be happy forever!" Lily smiled brightly, her voice loud and clear. I looked at her, my eyes tearing up again. She was only five, but she already understood how I felt.

Liliane would still be insisting she join them after her birthday. Violet’s fork stopped halfway to her mouth. Her birthday. She had totally forgotten about it until now. Thinking of the date, Violet realized her birthday was only a few days away. She ate the pork chop on her fork and chewed slowly as she thought. Violet had always wanted her birthday to be big and go all out. Some expensive venue with all her friends, maybe even hire a band and stuff. She had wanted the world to know that from that day on she, Violet Brown, was officially an adult.

If only she knew that this was only making Chris be the best person to guard her. "Did he not save you from drowning last week where you sneaked out to swim?" I shook my head slightly. Huffing Lily grumbles. "Doesn't make me hate him any less. Besides brother, if I have only a year to live I'm supposed to live it to the fullest. I'm fifteen and I can't even swim yet!" "You're fourteen Lily. And the doctor said in order to stop the poison from spreading faster, you shouldn't be running around but rest in bed. " I said pointedly, kicking open her door.