Lily Potter Birthday Novels & Stories

She noticed how downcast he looked and asked softly, “Quinton, what’s wrong? You seem upset.” Quinton wasn’t as close to her as before, but over the years he had grown used to confiding in her. So he told her about waiting for his mom’s birthday call. Lily’s smile froze for a split second. She had planned to bring him soup tonight and also invite him to spend her birthday dinner at the Yates house tomorrow. If Quinton went, Travis would naturally follow, giving her the perfect chance to overshadow Nora. But Nora celebrating her birthday tonight? That felt like a deliberate slap in the face.

She no longer spoke to her in the cordial manner she once did. As Lily reached the door, Emily purposefully asked, "Has your enigmatic friend gifted you yet?" "Not yet. You know it always arrives on my birthday." Lily replied and left without hearing Emily's response. On Lily's eighteenth birthday, she received an anonymous package from a delivery company. The parcel arrived precisely at midnight as she turned eighteen, reminiscent of her lovely sister Kelsa. She was the first to awaken Lily at that exact time to wish her a happy birthday. Lily tried to uncover the sender of the package to no avail.

I opened my eyes. Ari's proud smile lit my heart. "Wonderful. Do you know their elements?" I nodded. "All but pumpkin seed are of the water element. Pumpkin seed is fire element." She clapped her hands together. "Excellent, garinion. When is your birthday?" I blinked at her. Not really the question I was expecting in a herbology lesson. "October thirty-one." Ari nodded, her eyebrows high with expectation. "Is there something else about my birthdate I'm supposed to know?"

Just a little girl who'd survived. Below the image: Dr. Lawson, I turned nine years old today. Thank you for making sure I lived to see it. Love, Lily. Emma stared at the photo until tears blurred her vision. Nine years old. Lily had made it to her ninth birthday. Whatever else Emma had done wrong, whatever lives had been disrupted by her investigation, whatever consequences had rippled outward from her choices— Lily Morrison was nine years old. That had to count for something. Emma saved the photo, sent a brief reply thanking Lily and wishing her a happy birthday, then set her phone aside.

"Oh my God, you did not!" He chuckled, holding me close. "Oh, I did. You deserve a break, and I refuse to let you work yourself to exhaustion." I pulled back slightly, giving him a playful glare. "And when exactly were you going to tell me this?" He shrugged. "Now seemed like a good time." I shook my head, laughing. "Nathaniel, Lily’s birthday is coming up on November 29th. We were supposed to be planning everything!" He leaned against my desk, crossing his arms. "I thought about that. But we can still plan from there. You do realize I’m a billionaire, right?”

Lily Attending a neighbor's birthday party seemed like an innocent enough event, but for me, it was a calculated risk. I knew I had to be cautious. My child’s safety was paramount, especially with my witch of a sister, Natalie, lurking in the shadows, possibly having her minions scattered everywhere, ready to pounce at any given moment. I could feel the weight of my decision as I dressed Lily in her cutest outfit, a soft pink dress with tiny flowers embroidered along the hem.

Lily plopped on the bed and dragged me up before placing a small pointy hat on my head, letting the strap go with a snap. I thought people were supposed to be nicer on birthdays. I glared at my sister as Angie drew closer, a small tray in her hand. The tray housed a dark chocolate cake and a single candle on it. “I’m not gonna sing.” Lily told me. Angie only huffed. I rolled my eyes and blew my candle out. “Did you make a wish?” Angie asked and I snorted. “You didn’t sing happy birthday and you care about me making a wish?” She shook her head and lit the candle again. “Again. And wish for something meaningful.”

He paused mid-step. “Woah,” he said quietly. “This place is tense. What did I miss?” I exhaled, rubbing slow circles on Lily’s back. “Lily's got some pre-birthday jitters.” Nikolai’s brow furrowed, and he crossed the room in a few long strides. “When your birthday, Lily?” “In two weeks,” she mumbled. He held her gaze. “Well then, don't worry cause I'm gonna make sure it's the best birthday you've ever had.”

Latton says while smiling gleefully. Vivian grins faintly, then clears her throat and finally asks the question she's been wanting to know for a long time, "Latton, I'm just curious why don't you celebrate your birthday?" Latton glances at her then says, "I kinda do celebrate it, but not on the exact date of my birthday, and it's always my cousin surprising me before or after March 21. During my birthday I usually just stay at home and let the day pass."

We need the assistance of Jimmy and the guys in organizing the surprise party for Lily before she gives birth. Then Tina remembered next Saturday was Lily's birthday why don’t we make the surprise party next Saturday since it is her birthday. We need to know the venue why don’t we call the men now so that we plan like now we are together? Everybody agreed with the idea and Stacy went and called the three younger men Lewis, Ken, and Jimmy. The older men were told they can relax they will be updated later.