<div align="center">(http://i933.photobucket.com/albums/ad179/sprinkletinkle/15c9ea53-901b-4677-8b54-410adca7c467.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;">Lily Luna Potter<br/>&gt;&gt; Albus and Scorpius; Athena indirectly<br/>&gt;&gt; From the staircase to her room.</span></span></div><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;">Naturally, Lily was intrigued the moment her brother suggested he nearly <em>died</em> making her birthday gift. Of course she also felt a smidge of guilt over the notion. And then when he suggested he wasn't going to give it over, it was positively torturous! Her features even softened and became significantly forlorn compared to how they were moments before. "Oh but, well I thought you would just try to talk me out of it! Really Alby, you can't seriously deprive me of my---ooooh..." she trailed off as he exposed the tiny little vessel.<br/><br/>"Well, wow! Is it <em>really</em> Felix Felicis? Truly?" Lily said in awe as she held the minute vial in the palm of her hand up so she could look at it. Lily's extra admiration over the potion was also due to the fact that she was absolutely not a gifted potions maker. She had barely scraped through the course when she was at Hogwarts, so naturally she had an envious appreciate for individuals who could make their own potions -- without blowing up anyways. "Thank you Alby! Maybe I can use it to go gambling in <em>Loss Vegis</em>!" she said, flashing him a winning smile.<br/><br/>Her attention at this time was diverted by Scorpius and a young woman who she was sure was an instructor. Lily could barely pick up the fragments of their conversation but he had his full flirt on all the way up and she was smiling back and obviously flirting in return. A hot spike of anger severed her good natured mood and the look she was giving Scorpius right at that moment was positively <em>murderous</em>. However, her brother's voice gradually worked its way through the fog of jealous anger and Lily's face suddenly cleared, her attention drawn back to Albus.<br/><br/>"Oh...yes. No you're right. But they also....also have some amazing art galleries. I'm sure you would have loved to see the Louvre..." she responded automatically, distracted by her thoughts. <br/><br/>Her distraction became a bit worse and she ended up being quite dull after that. When he went on about James she managed a vague sort of nod and said, "Well, James has always been very much his own." <br/><br/>Finally, Lily turned to Albus and said, "Alby I'm sorry, something's come up. Let's meet for supper, hm?" She flashed him a quick smile and stood up on her tip toes and gave him a brief kiss on the cheek. "Thank you for the gift Alby! See you for dinner!"<br/><br/>With that, Lily was off, briskly walking back up the stairs and down the hall to her room. A few minutes later, the doors to her balcony blasted open and articles began being thrown out of the balcony. First were a pair of jade and diamond earrings that glinted in the sunlight as they were propelled with an impressive force out of her room. A dark, sleek shape padded swiftly out of the room and leapt onto the balustrade. It was a cat (http://us.123rf.com/400wm/400/400/nailiaschwarz/nailiaschwarz1105/nailiaschwarz110500007/9593864-russian-blue-cat-relaxing-on-radiator-under-window.jpg), a Russian Blue whose slate gray coat almost did in fact look blue in the sun. The cat's great golden eyes watched as other items were tossed from the room, a crystal vase with lovely little butterfly carvings etched into its crystal body, an expensive porcelain doll with satin clothing, coiled red curls and a fine china face, a few small velvet boxes containing jewelry, a black leather jacket, and last, but most definitely not least, a thick platinum heart shaped locket shot out of the bedroom along with a pair of black panties. <br/><br/>Aisling, the cat, thought that Lily probably wanted to keep those, so when the panties whisked by, she pounced from her seated position and captured them in her claws. Unintelligible curse words followed the end of the show and the cat slipped back into the room just as the double doors slammed shut. </span>