Lily had been at the house all morning setting up decorations. There were just a few streamers, stringed lights, balloons, and a banner. There was no need for anything extravagant if the plan was to drink until everything went black.
For the occasion, she had invested in new clothing. She was excited for a party, a bit of normalcy for her, yet she was chewing on her bottom lip nervously. Since arriving on the island with that bloody baggage, she had been constantly thinking about, almost obsessed with, meeting relatives and friends dead in her time. She had met a few already, but surely more would show up to Sirius' party.
Standing by the food table, Lily had filled up a plate with fruit, not yet taking part in the drinking.