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Harry pulled Albus into a huge hug, to get rid of the notion that his son was too old to have a proper hug. Harry still marveled that his son had grown up to be this young man, especially when Harry had no memories of him growing up.
Harry grinned, he loved having presents to open, but his favorites were always from Jamie and Alby, who usually brought him sticks and rocks they thought looked really cool (or in Alby's case, giving him partially eaten cookies to share).
"Thank you." Harry said softly. "I miss you being two, but you've grown up to be a great son. The card was perfect." Harry smiled at Alby and put his hand on his shoulder. "I hope you're not trying to say that you don't want me treating you like a toddler anymore."