“As I held the book closely to my heart, tears started falling from my face as I cried rather soundly. It couldn’t be over, they couldn’t have died. But it was over, and as I looked at the cover once more, a tiny smile made way to my lips and the salty tears I tasted were rather fitting; for my childhood was over and I had grown to be a woman. Those characters I would never forget and the hours I spent reading about the wizarding world, it was all a part of me, and forever it will be.”
How I feel about Harry Potter; my very own words and very own feelings; all of it is true.
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