Well, not much to say is there? We're all Harry Potter fans, aren't we?
This is my first story and it's written from MANY personal experiences. I am 14 and am extremely loser-ish, but that's ok, because I would't want to be anything else. Imagine being...popular.
Apart from Harry Potter, I have an unhealthy obsession with musical theatre (thus, some of the loser-ishness explained.) I adore the oldie goldies, for example, the Music Man, Annie, etc, but am curently obsessed with Phantom of the Opera, Wicked, and Aida. This is because apart from being a bad and attention-seeking writer, I am also a bad (ok, I'm pretty good. but I had to say it so you wouldn't think that I was too arrogant.) and attention-seeking actress and singer. But not in that order.
Now I'm rambling. So, for the sake of my fans (though I doubt that I have any, so for the sake of the people I WISH were my fans) I'll shut up now.