Lucy, being slightly uncomfortable, was sitting off to the side and busying herself with redoing her braid. Fingers twisting in her currently blonde locks, she glanced around the room at her family. The thing was, the people around her didn't feel like her family. Half of them didn't even remember her, the Birthday Girl included, and she felt like she had been invited to an acquaintances party as a filler instead of her gramdmother's.
Who was turning nineteen. Or something close to nineteen and not the elderly age she was supposed to be turning in the normal world.
She had baked and left Molly I cupcakes the day before with a note sort of introducing herself, but after being informed of the party she had gone out and bought her an enchanted recipe book. It logged the steps and ingredients as you went so if you made something wonderful you'd know how to do it again.
Still, the infectious attitude that came with a Weasley celebration was starting to get to her, and when the countdown began she couldn't help but smile as she kneeled behind the couch and waited.