Me=insane girl who loves reading, writing, Gryffindor, Quidditch, and the Harry Potter books :)
Favorite Characters: Ginny, Luna, Neville, Fred&George (count as one), Sirius, Snape, Dobby, Harry, Dumbledore, Hermione, Ron, and Albus Severus.
Favorite HP Book: Deathly Hallows
Quidditch Position: Seeker
Thus far I am working on the story Albus Potter and the Phantom's Ring, a Next Generation fic. I recommend it to anyone who likes mystery, humor, and magic :) I am also writing a H/G romance fic called The Seeker's Victory, a story about Harry and Ginny's relationship in HBP.
Times I Have Read the HP Books
Philosopher's/Sorcerer's Stone: 7
Chamber of Secrets: 4
Prisoner of Azkaban: 3
Goblet of Fire: 3
Order of the Phoenix: 6
Half-Blood Prince: 7
Deathly Hallows: 6
The Tales of Beedle the Bard: 2
Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them: 3
Quidditch Through the Ages: 3
How Did I Come to Love the World of Potter?
When I was in third grade, I begged my parents to let me read Harry Potter. But I am from a Christian family, and my parents did not approve of witchcraft. They would let me read fantasy novels, but did not want me to be "influenced." Throughout fourth grade I begged, pleaded, and whined to read Harry Potter. None of my friends had ever read it and I could not go to them for reference. It did not occur to me to research Harry Potter on the computer (though I am rather glad that it didn't).
In fifth grade I continued to beg, but eventually gave up. I was still in fifth grade, and it was Christmas. Our family had just returned from Alabama, and as we had spent Christmas there, we decided to open up our presants there and then. One of my gifts was a copy of Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone. But it was late, and I was not able to immediately begin reading. The next morning, as I held the book in my hands, I had my doubts. I am a lover of thick books, and had heard that the Harry Potter books were very thick. But this one wasn't. It was thin, a mere three hundred and nine pages. I had to admit that I was disappointed. But, after nearly two years of constant pleading, my mother was not about to let me give up so easily.
Therefore, that evening found me curled up in bed reading the book. It was love at first page. That first, clearly printed line is still embedded into my mind. Mr. and Mrs. Dursley, of number four, Privet Drive, were proud to say that they were perfectly normal, thank you very much. I began to read my new book, greedily devouring the story within. By that March, after many weeks of being stuck at the bottom of various waiting lists, I had finished the series. I cried as I closed the seventh book for the last time, because I never wanted it to end.
That summer, I was slightly (and very, very secretly) disappointed that I did not get a letter allowing me to be whisked away to a school of fantasy and magic. I was most particularly displeased that, rather than attending Hogwarts, I had to attend a middle school where I had no friends and knew no one. But I made friends and managed to fit in. I doodled Harry Potter symbols and scribbled quotes on my jeans, most commonly the word "Always" above a picture of the Deathly Hallows symbol. By the time I was in seventh grade, I had gotten one of my friends to read Harry Potter. He is currently on the third book. But I was faced with a challenge in what I privately think of as my second year--getting a boy who hated Harry Potter, and books in general, to read the story that had so captivated me. After a few weeks of constant persistance, I gave up, not wanting to ruin a perfectly good friendship with a boy who I thought of as both friendly and rather cute.
Then, one night, I received an email from him requesting to borrow my copy of the Sorcerer's Stone (now battered and bearing seven tally marks on the inside cover to indicate how often I had managed to read it without my parents noticing how obsessed I had become over the past two years). I obliged. Within days, I realized what had happened. This boy, who had hated reading and books in general, was suddenly attacking the Harry Potter books with as much enthusiasm as I had. I was thrilled that I had managed to change someone's view of reading in such a postive way.
This December 30th of 2011 has symbolized two years since I finished the first Harry Potter book. Within this amount of time I have fallen in love with a story of friendship and courage that has brought me together with so many wonderful and different people that all seem to share on thing in common--a love of Harry Potter.