John just wanted to cry. For four years, he was celebrating his birthday small with no big balls and parties with a lot of guests in their manor. Then, there were the issues with money. Today, there was a new broom on display and he wanted it, but his parents told him that they couldn’t afford it with the current funds in their account. His father as an auror and his mother working as a staff member in Hogwarts were having decent wages for a decent living, but it wasn’t enough to live a lavish life, how they deserved. The worst thing was that he had to wear second-hand robes and they had to cheap down some things for the basic needs and for his sister. John hated it. And like usual his so-called godparents were ditching him again. John knew that they were going, wherever his brother was celebrating his birthday. He was furious at the idea that uncle Frank and aunt Alice were ditching him for his brother, but at least he received some gifts from them.