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Soo, what do I blog about? Hmmm, aha ! HARRY POTTER!
Oh my god, how I love those books! That world!!
If I ever meet J.K. Rowling, I would scream bloody murder and hug her and thank her for creating that amazing world. I wouldn't really, I don't want a restraining order - again. Just kidding, or am I?
I read fanfiction, though I am devoted to CANON. I wrote one fanfic, it was..ok. I mean, I am planning to write a Harry/Ginny fanfic, but the thoughts are still bouncing around in my head.
I have never met a HP fan in real life, can you imagine that? All my friends don't read alot or read other books. When I tell them to just try to read them, they respond by saying that they prefer watching the movies. A shame, really.
So, if I ever meet a hardcore HP fan like me, I'll go crazy. It seems that all the fans are on the other side of the world. But that is what the internet is for, right?
I rererererererererererererererererereread the books a million times, and still cry and laugh all the same.
When I first held Deathly Hallows, it was a rush of emotion. Excitment, curiousity, apprehension, happiness, and sadness.
I pulled an all nighter when I first read it. It was summer, I was sleeping with my sisters because my bed was broken ( an incident that happened because I was so excited about Deathly Hallows, do the math).
I remember laughing out loud, and my sisters would shush me. I would bite my fingernails, and exclaim, and again my sisters would shush me.
The end, oh the end! I cried at the last 4-5 chapters... Also, I cried because it was the end.
It was exactly 5 am when I closed the book and was sobbing. My pyjamas were wet with tears.
After calming down, I put the book on my Harry Potter Shelf. Yes, I have a shelf dedicated to Harry Potter, and yes, it is capitalized and made italics. That's how great it is.
Oh, how I love Harry Potter.
I know you'll propably thinking what kind of crazy girl is this, but if you were an HP fan, you'd understand.
Here's some Harry Potter icons I just collected
