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Once upon a time, a sad little girl picked up a softcover edition of Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban.

It was Thanksgiving of her 3rd grade year.

It made her feel more alive than she'd ever felt. She waited up late into the night, hoping an Owl would come.

Tonight, she dons a travelling cloak and Gryffindor scarf, and joins her fellow graduates at the movie theatre, for the first half of the finale of what she believes to be the greatest book series since Narnia.

The Witching hour is upon us, students, gather your wands and meet me at the gates to your future.


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sockmonkeyhere
Nov. 19th, 2010 06:19 am (UTC)
Squeeee! Have a marvelous time! :D
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