Llew was in a bad mood. They'd lost quidditch, which always put him in a bad mood and it was his birthday. He hated birthdays. Well, other people's were okay but his birthday and any other major holidays that he had to be involved in were terrible.
They hadn't always been bad, of course, he'd quite enjoyed them up until the war and his mothers death. Then it got worse after his father killed himself and then, just to make this year even worse, his own sister didn't feel like visiting him. Plus they'd lost quidditch yesterday.
Mainly he hated all these holidays because they made him think about things that he tried to ignore the rest of the year. Sure, he couldn't pretend his parents were alive but he could not think about the fact they were dead. Except on holiadys when it was obvious they weren't around anymore.
At least he had Demelza though, he thought to himself as she entered the room, cake in hand and singing. He might've hated his birthday but he did appreciate Demelza doing this for him. Especially considering her lack of culinary, skills. He smiled weakly at her. "Thanks Dem." he said softly once the singing was finished. At least he was getting cake out of this whole torturous event.