9 December
Title: Relighting Birthday Candles
Scene: By Fireplace, [January 30, 1977]
Words: 100
Authors note: Oh, There's too many written drabbles now. I'm sorting those out. This, however, is a keeper.
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"Potter. It's my birthday," she pushed and crashed next to James by the fireplace. "Where's the grand gestures?"
Since they first met he'd done extraordinary and mad things to show admiration. Secretly she always awaited his finale.
"I'm giving mature gestures to seventeen's. To fulfill your yearly wish I'm…" James paused, defeated. "Giving up."
She stared up. "Where?" she asked, waiting for dividing skies and singing cherubs.
"No," and he smiled unhappily. "I'm giving you up. "
"Oh…" Lily choked and it dawned to her what it meant to be left alone.
"Oh?" James perused surprised.
Quietly, she said. "Don't."
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