Wow. Harry Potter rocks!
I grew up with Harry Potter. I remember reading the first book when I was in 6th grade. I remember falling in love with Hogwarts, and with the idea of a magical land where witches and wizards really lived. I hated the fact I was a muggle, and wished I would get an acceptance letter from Hogwarts. (Mostly so I could have a wand and apparate. And meet Harry). As Harry grew up, I grew up. We were about the same age when the first books came out, and we were about the same age when the series ended. Watching the final movie is like a conclusion of a part of my childhood.
|Could the space of my fingers get any bigger? Seriously, that's the widest peace sign ever.|