This is the story of a young girl meeting the love of her life. The book love of her life, that is. The story of me and Harry Potter (dramatic, isn’t it?)
I first heard of Harry Potter when I read part of chapter four of Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s stone (Harry Potter og Viskusteinninn if you are interested in the Icelandic title) in the children’s section of a newspaper. That was just before Christmas of 1999 when I was 9 years old. I remember reading about when Hagrid bursts through the door of the shack in the middle of the sea and tells Harry he’s a wizard. I still remember the feeling I got reading it and I knew I had to read the whole book. Thankfully, I got the book from my mom and dad for Christmas and I can safely say it was the best Christmas present I had ever received, still is come to think of it. This present would continue to give so much for the next 12 years and even though Harry’s adventure is officially over, both in books and films, I know it will stay with me forever.
For the next eight years I would wait eagerly for each book. Not only to see what happened to Harry, Ron, Hermione and everyone else but also to get back to Hogwarts and the world created by the amazing J.K. Rowling. The world it self and the little things that made it was a lot of the time more interesting to me than the action. I still think about the little things Rowling never explained. For example, where do Hogwarts students get their haircuts through out the school year? Where do they get essentials such as toothpaste, new underwear and (for the girls) sanitary towels? OK, I’m over thinking this, aren’t I? Oh, and where do the students who aren’t old enough to go to Hogsmeade buy Christmas presents for their friends? I NEED TO KNOW!
OK, back to my story….
I was never really that fan who waited in the lines for the midnight release. I just got the books as soon as I could the next day. I’m just not the type to wait all night in a queue. I did go to every movie premier but that’s not that big here in Iceland. A premier of a non-Icelandic film is just like any other movie showing here in Iceland.
But my lack of enthusiastic queuing is not a sign of a lesser fan, let me tell you! I still follow news on Harry Potter related stuff and I hired Stephen Fry to read the books for me every night until I fall asleep (I think some people refer to this kind of service as “audio books”)
The Harry Potter books aren’t just books to me and millions of other fans around the world. It’s our second home, a safe place (well, it is now thanks to Harry!) to escape to when life is hard. And like J.K. Rowling so beautifully said in her speech at the last movie premier: “Hogwarts will always be there to welcome you home”. (cue the tears!)
I hope in the future when I have children of my own that I can send them on that same journey I took all those years ago. I think everyone should visit Hogwarts and meet all those wonderful characters who taught me to be courageous in the face of adversity, believe in myself even if no one else does, be proud of being clever, that it’s okay to be a bit different (Luna!), chocolate fixes everything and, like Dumbledore said, just because it’s happening inside your head doesn’t mean it’s not real.
So that’s it, my Harry Potter story, more or less. I really hope you enjoyed it and please comment telling me your story!