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Aly's birthday rolled around without much commotion. Lily had given up her attempt to pull Aly away from Logan. Especially after one night when Aly had clung to her and cried. She never asked why exactly she was so upset, but she figured it had something to do with her not liking her boyfriend.

Sirius continued to be a playboy while James enjoyed even more heightened celebrity status due to their victory over Slytherin in the first Quidditch game of the year. Aly had to hand it to him, the boy could chase a snitch. There had been little contact between the two girls and the Marauders since the night she lost her necklace, and Aly was sure it due to protecting Sirius.

Aly knew Logan and her relationship went completely public when her dad asked her about it in the hallway one afternoon.

"I hear your dating the Trentecost boy," he had said.

"Yeah," Aly had answered cautiously.

He had merely smiled and nodded in what Aly assumed was approval.

For days after, this bothered her. She expressed this feeling to Lily who merely shook her head in response, but Aly was sure she had heard a snicker come from the Marauders table where only Sirius and Peter sat.

On the morning of her birthday, she sat down at the Gryffindor table to eat alone (normally dinner was the meal she shared with Logan), when she was caught be surprise by something large and heavy grazing across the top of her head.

"Oww!"

"Oh, I'm sorry," Logan said, sitting down next to her.

"What was that?" Aly asked as she rubbed her sore head.

"Your gift," he said presenting it to her.

She took it excitedly. After tearing it open, her face fell as quickly as it lit up.

"It's a book," she pointed out.

"Yeah!" he said beaming. "It's a quidditch book. Much more indef than "Quidditch through the Ages'."

Aly forced a smile. "Thanks, Logan."

"Your welcome," he said kissing her on the cheek and leaving.

She frowned at the book as she went back to eating.

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She spent her birthday pretty much alone. She didn't see Lily or any of the Marauders at all. She ate dinner with the Hufflepuffs, but Logan didn't seem to notice a change in her mood. She climbed the stairs to her room, feeling like this ranked as one of her worst birthdays ever. As she pulled back the curtains around her bed, she found a single, white daisy sitting on her pillow.