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When Harry turns sixty-two, Zach and Liza have their first baby at the party. Well, party was a bit of an overstatement, it's just Louis, Liam, Michelle, Thomas, Zach, Liza and the new baby, Madeline, but it's his family.

Liam's holding up a bit better, still looks a bit too thin and a bit too old for his age, but he smiles every now and then as he holds baby Madeline and that makes Harry smile, so he's pretty sure his sixty-second birthday his one of the better ones he's had in recent years.

He keeps his birthday wish simple, wishes for Liam to continue to recover from the love of his life's passing, and then cuts into the cake, handing it to his greedy grandson who ends up with the majority of the chocolate smeared on his face.

Harry smiles at a distant memory of Zach, covered with chocolate and an even more distant memory of himself, around that age covered in chocolate.

Harry doesn't feel sixty-two, he feels sixteen, especially that night when Louis and him disappear to their bedroom, alone in their oversized house.

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