In the common room (open)
There was no gloomier sight of a 16 year old on her birthday than Lily Evans, currently seated in the Gryffindor common room, staring at the fire thoughtfully, surrounded by stuffed animals and pie. At her feet was the package from her family (her mum had signed it from Petunia... did Petunia even remember? No time to think about that now) and Severus's package. Yes, there was no doubt as to who sent the "anonymous" package. She had prepared herself for him ignoring the date entirely, but this was a bit too much for her right now.

She was eying the pie now... She hated to accept gifts from James but it was technically from his mother, really, and it was chocolate. It looked amazing. She deserved chocolate. She disgruntedly picked up the pie, mumbled an "accio fork" and hoped the house elves weren't too frightened. Or that she didn't stab someone. Except maybe James. That might be okay. The fork came, and she started to eat the pie. It was really good. She didn't look any happier, though.