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marshtwain:

One of the best fanvids I’ve ever seen in my life.

Watching this was nearly literally like watching my life flash before my eyes.

Harry Potter has meant a lot to me over the years. It was the first “real” book I ever read, back when I was seven years old. It was something I shared with my father, first in person and then over the phone when my parents separated and I had to leave him. The first couple of movies came out around my birthday, if I remember correctly, one of them came out ON my birthday, and I can’t recall which I was anticipating more. I went to the midnight parties for the releases of the last three books, and stayed up reading them until I couldn’t keep my eyes open anymore, and then a further fifteen minutes because I kept telling myself “just one more page, then I’ll sleep”. I played through JK Rowling’s site to find hints about the seventh book, and Mugglenet was my first foray into fandom. The last movie came out the summer I graduated, and that felt more like the end of my childhood than receiving my diploma did.

Harry Potter was never just a book series to me. I can’t explain precisely what it was, but whatever it was, it was important to my childhood, to my writing style, to  ME.