I was talking to my mom in the car this evening and she brought up He Who Shall Not Be Named (and no, I’m not talking about Voldemort).
I miss coming up with theories and ideas of what came next. I miss opening nights, surrounded by other fans. I miss not knowing what came next. Those memories are my favourite related to the series.
Ann E. Burg, All the Broken Pieces
“He missed Hogwarts so much it was like having a constant stomach ache.”
I know the feeling all too well.