I truly believe that J.K. Rowling has surpassed herself, and has given the world a gift; the Harry Potter series are the best seven books ever written in history.
If you do not wish to die a slow and painful death, never insult Harry Potter, EVER. I will slap you, throw you off a building, stab you, poke you in the eye and other places with my fake wand, stone you, jump on your back, scream in your ear, stomp on your foot, kick you, punch you, shoot you, stare at you with my creepy stare, ignore you (you know you need my attention), push you into a wall, throw you off a building, hang you by your ears, whip you, hit you, hate you, wish you death, kill you.
Harry Potter is my childhood, my past, my present and my future. I can read and reread the books umpteen times and I will never get bored of them. The first book I ever got my hands on was Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix. My dad got it for me and I started reading it as I moved along orchard road. I did not understand much but the book had it's own kind of magic that bound me and compelled me to keep reading until I did understand. After that, I had to read every other book I could get my hands on.
I remember when Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows (the book- I hate most of the movies) came out. It came out during a weekend when I was in 6th grade. The next day, I watched enviously as my friends read the last book of the series, the book that would determine and show the world Harry's fate. When I got home that evening, I begged my dad to get me a copy but he refused. Heartbroken, I vented my frustration by playing video games (I was a heavy gamer then and I loved Super Mario). My mother stopped me at 7, after 3 hours of continuous gaming and made me promise that I wouldn't read anymore books or watch television or go anywhere near the computer for the rest of the day. When my dad came home, I noticed a square package in his arms- behold the Deathly Hallows. I was ecstatic but I could not read it, not yet, so I slept early hoping that 'tomorrow' would come fast. The next day and the day after that, I finished the book in a record of 3 hours total. I was quite proud of myself.
Now and then I reread the books, and after I finish I feel a pang of sadness. That was another book that I had finished, another detail that I now knew, which meant that the next time I read it, there would be less to learn. But the excitement and the magic never goes away.
I apologize for the huge post, but I wanted to show my gratitude to Joanne Kathleen Rowling and the Harry Potter Series; you have truly made my life magical. Kudos to you.
xx
Megs :)
