You Know You're Addicted to Harry Potter When... |
You make a wand and try to use it. You call your least favorite teacher Snape. You call your favorite teacher Dumbledore. You wear robes to school or work. You make "floo powder", get in the fire, and try to go to your friends' house. You have read all the books more than four times. You've been bookstore at midnight to get the latest Harry Potter book before all your friends. ... And then you stayed up all night wearing it. You've worn a Harry Potter costume in public. You have a crush on one of the Harry Potter characters. You've gotten at least one of your friends addicted to Harry Potter. You actually caught the "Wand Order" mistake before you heard/read about it. You are upset at the New York Times for creating a seperate childrens best seller list because of the Harry Potter books. Using clues in the book, you have attempted to find the exact geographical location of Hogwarts. You have constructed a timeline of events in the Harry Potter books. You have attempted to figure out the exact ages of all the Weasley children? You have spent time contemplating which main characters will die by the time the series is over. You've been to see all the Harry Potter movies on opening night. (Bonus points for standing in line in costume!) You've read Harry Potter fanfic. You've written Harry Potter fanfic. You run a Harry Potter fansite. You visit The Leaky Cauldron daily. You've met other Harry Potter fans from online in real life. You've participated in a Harry Potter RPG. You've dreamed about Harry Potter. You have a Harry Potter poster on your wall. Each Halloween, there's no question what you'll dress up as...! You've spent time doing a timeline to see if you would have been old enough to date a certain character when you were in high school. You've vacationed to London, simply to search for the Leaky Cauldron. You own a black lab named Sirius Black. You've knitted a Weasley sweater or Harry Potter scarf. You actually get these jokes and pass them on to other friends who are addicted to Harry Potter. |
April 3, 2005 Quincy, California It was broad daylight the first time Neville kissed her. The sky was dark blue; the sound of a particularly loud lawn mower reverberated through the air as she lead him to their destination. Josie’s palms were sweaty. She had never actually brought anyone here before – never wanted to bring anyone here before. Neville must have noticed her distress as they crossed the lawn, because he reached out a hand and wove his fingers between hers. Josie gave him a hesitant smile as they walked along the immaculate green lawn, dotted by rows of inlaid granite snuggled close to the ground. Her heart pounded loudly against her chest – so loudly she was sure Neville could hear its strangely rapid tattoo. He gave her hand a quick squeeze as she slowed their pace. Without a word, he pulled her close to his body, brushing back a few strands of hair from her face. Josie’s breath caught in her throat. His eyes – such beautiful eyes – scanned her face as his head bent clos...
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