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okay, so my mum found another of those science worksheets that my brother had actually completed (sorry bro, if you’re reading this, i don’t know why mum’s snooping through your room).
just
i have an awesome little brother okay
words cannot express how much i love joanne rowling.
there is so much i want to say, and so many thoughts and feelings i can’t put into words; but watching the premiere footage just now made me realise, completely, what a hugely significant role harry potter has played in my life. at the moment it’s all about the final movie and the acting cast - and huge props to them for bringing the magical world to life, because they have been incredible. but it’s the books that first transported us to hogwarts as children; the characters were our friends, who we grew up and went on breathtaking adventures with each night from the safety of our beds. these stories, born from joanne’s wonderful imagination, created a world we could escape to and believe in from start to finish - and the anticipation between the books, the excitement of unwrapping each one when they were delivered to our homes or purchased in the bookshops, will be something i’ll remember for the rest of my life. i vividly recall going to see the first film with my family, and emerging from the cinema onto the cobbled streets of monmouth feeling as though anything was possible. magic was real.
joanne has given us something irreplaceable; a wonderfully-written magical tale of heroism, strength, friendship and love. i’m starting to tear up, which is ridiculous, but i am just so overwhelmed by how much the series has been a part of me over the last fourteen years; the stories are lifelong friends that i’ll never forget.
harry potter is an immortal modern masterpiece which will continue to spellbind children, teenagers and adults alike for many generations to come. i am so proud, and so humbled, to have been a part of something so beautiful and magical. ♥
in fictional, yet heartfelt, memoriam.
i should really have posted this on the second of may, the anniversary of the battle of hogwarts; but i’m doing it now. a belated rest-in-peace for the much-loved characters we met as young children, and who have somehow been such a wonderful and significant part of our lives ever since.
for those who fought for good:
- sirius black
- albus dumbledore
- hedwig the owl
- alastor “mad-eye” moody
- george weasley’s ear
- dobby the free elf
- fred weasley
- remus lupin
- nymphadora tonks
- little colin creevey
- severus snape
and those of the dark side:
- peter pettigrew
- vincent crabbe
- bellatrix lestrange
- lord voldemort
thank you for being the characters we could relate to, love, and despise. thank you for teaching us that good can, and will, prevail over evil. you may all only really be words on a page, but in our minds the wizarding world of harry potter is wonderfully, magically real. it doesn’t “all end” on the fifteenth of july; joanne rowling’s fantastical creation is absolutely immortal. ♥
studybossing!
study∙boss (v.): to study like an absolute pro for an extended length of time so as to completely and utterly destroy an impending exam with the incredible wealth of knowledge that results.
yesterday’s studybossing sesh in the twenty-four hour library (which ended at half three in the morning, crikey basoomas) did turn into a late-night magician and fraping class, though. ali kept doing tricks with pennies, and molly’s facebook URL got changed to “legsopen24.7”, which she can never change back, ahahaha. nevertheless, i’m still going to hopefully own this exam. fingers crossed! ♥
12. your thoughts & opinions about harry potter
i have posted about my love for harry potter before, so i’ll paste what i wrote that time:
harry potter opened my childhood mind to the world of magic and wonder. the philosopher’s stone was the first proper novel i ever read, and joanne rowling’s wonderful, imaginative prose utterly transported my six year-old self to a whole new land. the books grew up with my generation, as did the characters - who became like close friends - and there was not a single child in my class who wasn’t longing for their own hogwarts letter when they turned eleven years old. but even when that time came and went, the books continued to enrapture us and take us on new adventures with our fictional friends; and the pure emotion i felt while reading the very last instalment simply does not compare to any other work of literature i have ever read.
harry potter is an immortal modern masterpiece which will continue to spellbind children, teenagers and adults alike for many generations to come. i am so proud to have been a part of something so beautiful and magical.
HARRY POTTER and the philosopher’s stone. ♥
this was the book that opened my childhood mind to the world of magic and wonder. it was the first proper novel i ever read, and joanne rowling’s wonderful, imaginative prose utterly transported my six year-old self to a whole new land. the books grew up with my generation, as did the characters - who became like close friends - and there was not a single child in my class who wasn’t longing for their own hogwarts letter when they turned eleven years old. but even when that time came and went, the books continued to enrapture us and take us on new adventures with our fictional friends; and the pure emotion i felt while reading the very last instalment simply does not compare to any other work of literature i have ever read.
harry potter is an immortal modern masterpiece which will continue to spellbind children, teenagers and adults alike for many generations to come. i am so proud to have been a part of something so beautiful and magical.
a little trivia:
♥ i live and grew up in the same place joanne rowling did; the forest of dean, an ancient and picturesque location in south-west england - a setting used in the final book, harry potter and the deathly hallows.
♥ she attended wyedean school - the very same school i went to for seven years - and her science teacher (a greasy-haired, hook-nosed man) was her inspiration for professor severus snape. i’ve met him, and the resemblance is incredible!
♥ an old neighbour of mine - phyllis lewis, a local sculptor, who died recently - knew joanne and inspired the character of professor pomona sprout.
long live harry potter! ♥
