Harry Potter Childhood
by I <3 Harry Potter a.k.a. Rue
When I was in third grade I read my first Harry Potter book, and fell in love. I remember that my sister read the first chapter to me, and I just kept on thinking ‘can’t she go any faster?’
I finished that book within days, and I was hooked. I remember waiting for the other books to come out. The predictions, the leaked stories, etc. It was exciting, and I couldn’t wait to read the last story.
Yet, when the end finally did come out, I sobbed like a baby because it was over. My family and I went to the midnight release of the
seventh book. I read it within days.
I also went to the midnight release of the last movie. I loved waiting to see each movie as it came out, and comparing it to the books. Which part did I like better? Which parts were different? The same?
I also love watching them over and over again. You truly are a fan when you can quote almost every line of the movie, sometimes when you are watching it in the theater. You are also a true fan when you can get to any section of the book within seconds, because you know exactly where it is. I am both of those and many more.
I have spent so much time with these characters, that they are my friends. I care if Ginny and Harry end up together. I want to shake Ron and tell him to stop being such an idiot. I go on their adventures, and want to tell them what to do, or that it will all work out. I love these books.
I am proud to be part of the Harry Potter generation and I cannot wait to share these books with others who will sadly not be able to experience “Potter Mania”, like the rest of us who own thirty different Harry Potter souvenirs that only a true fan would enjoy.