A new generation discovers the joy of Harry Potter

I am so excited and yet deeply saddened that the final Harry Potter film is upon us.
I remember buying the very first book all those years ago; before anyone had heard of Muggles or Hogwarts or Hagrid or Quidditch.
I remember pre Harry Potter.
I remember the calm before the storm. And I have loved the storm, loved the books, loved the movies.

And now my 8 year old is discovering the books for himself. It almost feels like a rite of passage for him. Like when I discovered The Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe and fell in love with the whole series of books when I was a girl.

So the boy and I will be going to see Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 2, but we will also enjoy going right back to the beginning when that little boy with a strange scar was left on the doorstep of his unloving aunt and uncle!

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