My Hogwarts Letter Just Got Lost

          For every person who wishes they received their Hogwarts letter on their eleventh birthday, I am sad to say that soon we will have nothing more to look forward too. It brings a tear to my eye just thinking that the final movie adaption, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows part 2 is coming out in July. This is because it is essentially the last big thing for Harry Potter and I have done just about everything I can with it. I have read all seven books and seen every movie multiple times, went to Harry Potter: The Expedition and even the grand opening of the Wizarding World of Harry Potter in Orlando this past summer.

          As you can see, Harry Potter has been a very big part of my life and it’s all thanks to J.K Rowling. She is the literary genius who created the magical world of Harry Potter. I can go on and on about Jo and how awesome she is for giving the world such a gift. However, I will give Jo her own blog entry another time. For now, I am going to share how Harry Potter became such an influential part of my life.

          One Christmas I was happily unwrapping gifts, getting everything that I asked for, when I came upon one particular present. I opened it and to my unpleasant surprise I found myself holding a book. I looked at the cover and read, “Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban.” Then I heard my mom ask if I liked it. Does any teenager like getting a book for Christmas? The majority of the time the answer is no. However, I put on that fake smile you have to when somebody gives you a lame gift and said, “Yes!” Meanwhile, my brother was doing the same thing, except he got “Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets.”

          Since it was a book and I wasn’t a big fan of reading, I threw the book into a pile of stuff in my room and forgot about it. A few weeks later, I was complaining to my mom that I was bored and she told me to go read the book she got me for Christmas. Grumbling, I went upstairs and found it under a bunch of stuff and started to read.



          From that moment on I was instantly hooked. I couldn’t put the book down. I read for hours and hours until I finally finished it. I had never found a book with a story that I enjoyed so much. I didn’t even realize at the time that Harry Potter was a series. I actually started with book three. Although, it did explain why I was a bit confused about certain things. However, even with the confusion it was still the best thing I had ever read.

          Sad that I was finished with the exciting story, I went down stairs and told my mom how good the book was. It was then that she reminded me that my brother had another Harry Potter book. Obviously, I read that one as well and discovered there were more books and even movies. After that the rest is history and Harry Potter essentially took over my life.