*Sigh* I have a problem. Well, not really a problem, more of an addiction. It has to do with that wizard who changed my life four years ago. Yup. You guessed it, Harry Potter. Wow, four years ago doesnt sound that long, but when you put it into perspective, it really it quite a while ago. I was about 9 years old when I started reading Harry Potter. I'm 13 now and still going strong with my obsession. I may not have been able to experience all the book releases and midnight premeires like other people, but I'm still a fan.
The realization of how soon Harry Potter is going to end has pretty much fully hit me, and I've gotta admit, I start to tear up just thinking about it. Harry Potter has helped me through so much over the years, it hurts to muh to see it end. As far as we know, there will be no more books to look forward to, no more waiting at a theater for 2 and a half hours awaiting in anticipation along side other fans to see the movie on the big screen, no more staying up with a flashlight to read the newest book, none of it.
Then I remember.
We may no longer have the books and movies to look forward to, but we have so much more. We have the years to look back on, the books to reread, the movies to rewatch, the wizard rock to jam out to, the potter conferences to try to save up enough money to go to, the charactors to reflect on, and most importantly, the friends we've made over the years to stay close to. I think of all this, and remember that through dedicated fans and so much more, we will never let this fandom die, because it means that much to us. In the words on the Parselmouths, "This is never gonna end." This fandom will live strong throughout my lifetime, and throughout many lifetimes later. Because let's face it, a story this amazing, it just too good to let it go.
-Delaney
(Gryffindor)
