I grew up with Harry Potter.
I fell in love with the characters.
I cried when hedwig died. When Lupin died. When Fred died.
I even cried when I finished the 7th book. Because I knew there was never going go be another book.
On July 14, I get to dress up like a crazy person and wave a wand around. Call me crazy, but its what I've been dreaming about since the fourth movie came out.
To say that I've been to the midnight showing of the final Harry Potter movie. Part one AND part two.
I just don't know how i'll live my life when its over.
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