
Harry Potter is my escape from reality. Everytime I read the books , I enter harry’s world and all of my problems are put on hold. J K really changed my life and saved me.

I hate the fact that both Remus and Tonks died and I really really REALLY wish Ted grew up knowing them. His situation is much too similar to Harry’s and it feels somewhat repetitive. I know that he wouldn’t have had the same lifestyle Harry had with the Dursley’s. Plus Tonks and Remus barely began to live their lives together as a married couple AND raise their son. I wonder what their lives would have been like if they were still alive.

Draco taught me more than any character ever will.
I know he isn’t the most ideal of all idols in the entire series, but I do feel like I learnt a lot from him. And it isn’t the fact that I’ve always been a little in love with him. I admit, there was a time when I was blind to his flaws because he was supposed to be popular and ridiculously charming and what not.
But I did examine his flaws, seeing him as a three-dimensional character and because of that, I love him more. Tom Felton once mentioned in an interview that JK wrote him as very one dimensional in the beginning because he’s the Anti-Harry and you want to hate him.
And I agree, he is a spoilt little brat. And a bit of a coward. And undecided and merely following his father. He’s human.
But I never hated him. Ever.


I was watching the movies with a friend of mine who had seen them many times before but she keep questioning me about things she didn’t understand. She loves Harry Potter but has never read the books and had been pretty confused about some things. Me, having read the books began to explain the things she didn’t understand, which turned into a 3 hour conversation about the series.
She has since went and picked up the first few books and can’t believe how much the movies are different from them. She has fallen in love all over again.
You can still be a fan even if you haven’t read the books, but you won’t truly understand the whole story until you have.

I was only 5 months old when the first HP book was publish, not reading the first book until 10 years later in the 5th grade. When I did read it, the magic didn’t click. It wasn’t until last year, in the 8th grade that I actually sat down and read all 7 books and loved them dearly, comprehending their wonderful magic. Not becoming a big fan like I am now, earlier, is one of my biggest regrets



It’s understandable that the muggle-born students wouldn’t have parents there, but what about the others?