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These are some excerts from a collum written by someone at www.MuggleNet.com Some may call me crazy, heck you all call me crazy or obsessed but I don't care anymore, I used to but I don't anymore. Harry Potter started it all. Harry has been with me sence the beginning, the beginning of what I call "The journey without them" everything from my parents divorce untill this present day. But just so you know compared to some people out there I am considered *gasp* normal. Maybe if you take the time to read this you might start to understand why I am so in love with Harry Potter.
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From the first line of Prisoner of Azkaban, I was caught. I couldn’t think on my own anymore. The phone could ring, the lights could flicker, Hell, a bomb could go off, but you wouldn’t notice it. Harry isn’t a character that we leave when we close the book. Because we can so identify with him, we can see him in the real world.
I dare anyone to tell me that these people aren’t real: that Hagrid isn’t a lovable giant, that Dumbledore isn’t going to make us feel better no matter how upset we are, that McGonagall’s eyes aren’t going to pierce us so fiercely when we are causing trouble that we’d wish we were never born. But then, if this is all true, where are we left when we finish all the books? For starters, I’ve finished all four books. Well, am I done? Of course not! I’m going to go through all of them again, and find as many connections as I can (for sure, if a teacher told us to do that with school books, we’d cry, but in this case, it seems not only easy, but welcome). I’m going to discuss the books with my friends, arguing over what’s the more exciting book, or which one was my favorite, or which one I wish I could be in. I’m going to theorize who I believe will be becoming couples in the later books (Ron and Hermione? Or Harry and Hermione? Who knows?) And I’m going to lay awake at night, replaying every one of Harry’s, Hermione’s, and Ron’s adventures over and over in my head, and right before I fall asleep, I’ll remember why I love these books so much. They take us so far away, and yet, they show us exactly what is so great about where we are. They scare us to death, and yet, they let us fall in love. They drop us when we’re so close to the truth, only to catch us before we hit the bottom. They never lie, never cheat, and if they are to steal our hearts, it is only in the most welcome and loving way possible. Forever I will remember being a nineteen-year-old boy who was unwillingly convinced to watch a DVD, which, over the course of two and a half hours, changed my whole outlook on life. Because, as I’ve finished the four books, and am anxiously awaiting the fifth book, I realized something about Harry Potter: I am Harry Potter. We all are. We all are Harry, and Hermione, and Ron, we’ll always be running away from the Snapes and Filches in our lives; we’ll always be going to the Dumbledores for advice and protection; we’ll always be fighting with the Crabbes, Goyles, and Malfoys; and ultimately, we’ll all have to face our own Voldemorts. But, above all else, above the laughter, fear, anticipation, friendship, love, and happiness that Harry Potter has given me, he has given me one more lasting sentiment: What will come, will come. And when it does, we will face it. But until then, we can enjoy everything there is to enjoy about life, for as far away from Hogwarts as we may seem to be, we are closer than we can ever imagine.
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