Alright, none of you have actually
said this to my face intimated this through comments (or lack thereof) and passive aggressive vibes, but I just took a look through my posts since February, and yeah, a lot of them are Harry Potter related. Most, actually. But that’s because I finally discovered the series. I’m 27. It took me too damn long to figure out that I should read Harry Potter (even young children know how amazing it is). But once I did, I guess you could say that I enjoyed it. Every withering look Hermione gave Ron and Harry, every time Neville lost Trevor, every tear Hagrid shed, every snide comment Malfoy uttered, every trick Peeves played, hell, even Harry’s brooding teenage years struck a chord with me. Every. Single. Page. But I’ve finished it now. I’m done. We’re done.
It must have been love, but it’s over now. I’m moving on. And I’m doing it with Una LaMarche and her Unabrow. I have a feeling we’ll be tremendously happy together.
Don’t be afraid. I won’t smite you. Probably.