When: January 30th
Where: Lily and James' bedroom (*eyebrow waggle*)
Lily sighed heavily as she headed up the stairs and up to bed. It had been her birthday. Her eighteenth birthday, and he hadn't said a word. Nothing. This from a boy who had showered her with gifts at every opportunity since he'd gone through puberty.
She closed the dorr behind her and leaned against it for a moment, allowing herself to enjoy being slightly miserable for just a moment before she noticed the package on the bed. The package with a bright red bow on it.
Her lips quirked into a smile. Maybe he hadn't forgotten after all. She tore into the package like a child on Christmas morning and discovered a fair amount of gorgeous red silk within the box. She pulled it out and revealed a sleek silk nightgown along with a note. It was from James. Of course, from James.