H is for Harry Potter. I am a total Potterhead. I love the books. I love the movies. I love the characters. I love the world.
I really wanna go to Hogwarts. I want to be a clever witch like Hermione and not a muggle. I want to learn apparition so I don’t have my long commute to work. I would love to say ‘Accio car keys’ and have my keys fly across the room to me. I want to go to Ollivander’s in Diagon Alley and have a wand choose me. I want to fly on a broom and go to a Quiddich match – preferably if Oliver Wood is playing. (One of my favorite Harry Potter memes by the way says, “There are two types of people. Those who had an instant crush on Oliver Wood …and liars.” I would argue the accent had a lot to do with that. #accentjunkie).
Seriously speaking though, like many, Harry Potter has been very tied up in an important time of my life. For many kids it was their childhood. But for me, it was my young adulthood.
I was introduced to the world of Harry Potter by accident. Back before I was married and had kids, I used to see a lot of movies with my mom and sister. Almost ever week we would go see a movie. One weekend we didn’t see anything else interesting so why not check out that Harry Potter movie? Sure it was a kids movie, but hey why not? It was the Harry Potter and the Sorcerers Stone (2001). Being a reader, I had to check out the book, of course. And so it began.
I loved the book and all the other ones that came along later. My sister threw me a Harry Potter themed birthday party for my next birthday. I was 27. And dating the man I eventually married. He’s a good man who has always been very understanding of my silly Fangirling. He even went with me and my sister to a midnight showing of Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban, where I was in full geek out mode (though none of us dressed up). He patiently listened to me emote over how the books are always better.
As time passed and our lives changed, new books and movies came out and frequently alongside other big moments in our life.
I remember sitting in the big, red rocker recliner by the French doors -where I was nursing and rocking my oldest son – reading Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince for the first time. My husband and mother-in-law had gotten me the book and I was binge reading it. I remember setting the book aside, rocking my son, and weeping for the loss of Dumbledore.
I was on bedrest during my twin pregnancy when Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows came out. Again my husband and mother in law sought it out for me knowing I would want to read it. It was bittersweet to see the series end. What new release would I eagerly await now? It made it a little easier that the movies hadn’t wrapped yet, but not much.
I have seen and collected all the movies on DVD over the years. Summer before last my niece had ‘Watch all Harry Potter movies in one day” on her summer bucket list, so who better than Aunt CJ to help fulfill that item? I only get partial credit for the marathon viewing because I was working from home through the first two movies and only listened to them. We didn’t quite make all in one day, more like a day and a half. It’s like 19 hours of movie watching!! But it was pretty awesome. 🙂
I have all the books in hardcover because I have to read them all over again every so often. I have them on proud display in the bookshelf and if someone asked me why, I would have to ask them why they don’t. 😉 The picture at the bottom of this post is my bookshelf actually missing a book because I’ve lent out the first book.
My mom is trying to read them all before her trip to London with my sister (in less than a month!) where they will be doing a Harry Potter tour, among many other amazing things. I am ridiculously jealous of London, for one thing, but the Harry Potter tour, most assuredly, for another.
But even though I can’t go be in the great hall or see all the great things from filming, I remind myself of JK Rowling’s comforting reminder at the Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part II premiere.
Whether you come back by page or by the big screen, Hogwarts will always be there to welcome you home.
Thank you JK Rowling for that. I will always be a Harry Potter fan.