2020.07.31

Born forty years ago in Godric's Hollow, he had the same green eyes as his mother;

Thirty-nine years ago, a sleeping infant in a blanket and a letter were left at the Dursleys' door as people rushed to celebrate;

Twenty-nine years ago, a half-giant with an admission letter and a crumpled birthday cake reopened the door to the wizarding world.

Twenty-three years ago, with the snitch's candle blown out on the cake, he and his companions embarked on a new journey;

Twenty-two years ago, when the blazing sun rose above the horizon and the spells collided, he won the final battle of his life.

His name is Harry Potter, the boy who lived, the Chosen One, and a son, husband and father.

Today, after countless adventures, separations and reunions, they are in a better world. Now that we're boys, let's light the candles and raise our glasses to Harry Potter and the magical world we share.

Happy Birthday to Harry Potter.

Always.

2020.07.31