It’s The Queen’s birthday today!!
And it is also the birthday of our favourite wizard, The Boy Who Lived!!
And, it is also my second Blogiversary (which is not the most important events per se, but one very important achievement in my own personal timeline. Who knew I’d last this long?)
*passes Butterbeer around*
So if you’ve been around for a while (what I mean is, if you were around this time last year), you’ll know that I celebrate this day by doing something that is both blogging related and also related to Harry Potter because both are significant parts of my life or, you could say (in the spirit of the day), they’re two of my horcruxes!
What am I doing this year then?
It’s going to be a bit of a long celebration.
I’m doing the Harry Potter Tumblr Challenge which Short Story Long Blog wrote about first.
It couldn’t have come at a better time!
(Then again, maybe it was meant to come at exactly this time)
The title of my post is a reference to Leanna’s post and it works because both of us are using this challenge as a way to come back to blogging after our hiatuses.
My friend Tanvi is also doing the challenge and I’m so excited because it’s going to be sooo much fun!!!
The question for Day 1 is: Your favourite Harry Potter book
[Let me tell you something, the questions get better with each passing day which is an incentive for quitters like me to stick around longer because I really want to answer the ones towards the end, but I must go through these difficult ones first… Aah well! Such is life]
[Then again this is Harry Potter, that should be motivation enough for me. Tanvi and I kept discussing this at length the other day. Haha! ]
[Yes I’m procrastinating answering the question]
[Don’t even tell me you didn’t miss me with all my parentheses and sidenotes and digressions]
Let me do it though.
I don’t have an answer.
But it’s called a challenge.
I have two.
I’m sorry I just can’t narrow it down any further.
1. Harry Potter and The Prisoner of Azkaban
The first book was the beginning.
It blew me away.
For the first time in my life I was going crazy because I wanted to read some book. (And some book it was!)
But after reading PoA, I knew there was no going back.
My life was changed.
It hit me then.
I don’t know why this book specifically, but it just did.
2. Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix
The mere size of this book!
The plot! The deaths!
Oh my God!
I remember finishing more than half of this book in one day.
I read it for hours that day and finished it.
Sirius Black’s death was the worst thing to have happened to me.
His is the first death in the series that I really cried about.
I cried when I finished the book, I cried at night.
I remember being in denial for at least an entire chapter after his death.
Surely he wasn’t dead?!
He’s coming back, isn’t he?
It was just a veil!!
He could come out right??
Any moment now.
Well, I’m not going to talk about it.
It still hurts.
At night when I cried, I mourned for Sirius. But there was another thing I was crying about.
It was the fact that I did not have the next book.
I had read book 3, 4 and 5 one after the other.
I knew I didn’t have the sixth one. I knew that was coming- it filled me with dread.
But I didn’t realise it would be so bad!
I needed the sixth book ASAP!!!
But I didn’t have it.
I read it around five months later.
The wait was agony.
But oh my God, I’d do it all over again.
I’d sell my soul to go back and read Harry Potter for the first time .
Each and every book.
Oh Rowling…. Can I please do that?
Do we have a spell for that?