52 Birthdays With Lou

age: 17

When Harry turns seventeen he's just finished what is arguably the greatest adventure of his lifetime, and is feeling a bit down actually, as he realizes that his life has probably peaked at the young age of sixteen.

Now seventeen didn't seem like such a big deal at all.

He's back at home for the day, after much insisting on his Mother's part who had made it quite clear, that although she was asking, it wasn't a question. He was to be home for his birthday.

And so there he was, at the same table he'd stood at the year before, looking at the same, melted candles, and facing the same dilemma.

Because what do you wish for when you finally feel like you have everything you've ever wanted?

And that is when an image flashes through his head, a single, solo image of Louis, and he remembers what his wish from last year had been.

Love.

And so he bends over and blows out the candles, the same wish lingering in the air as candle smoke wafted in the air and his close relatives clapped and cheered.

All he needed now was love.