Today, no three-letter words! Inspired by this WordPress Daily Prompt. Beware — HP spoilers! (To be honest, I’m assuming you’ve read HP by this point.)
I came home from school in third grade, to find HP 1 in an Amazon package. Ma mère ordered it as a surprise. I remember my teacher read it to my class. I remember reading ahead at school because my teacher read so slow.
Chamber of Secrets arrived when I wasn’t quite nine… I remember Dobby made me incredibly nervous. I remember being rather scared about that Chamber, what with Riddle coming to life, then a gruesome basilisk trying to kill Harry. I remember despising Gilderoy Lockhart.
In fourth grade, I took Prisoner of Azkaban to school everyday. I remember I spilled juice on it in my backpack. I remember being devastated, seeing my book nearly ruined. No matter: it is still readable today; it even retains some reddish-pink stained pages.
I remember Goblet of Fire incurred another spill. This time, Dr. Pepper on an airplane by a clumsy 10-year-old. Namely, me. I remember it as my favorite book, before HP 6, with many re-readings – hence, a broken binding.
I remember reading Harry Potter 5. Publish date: my 13th birthday. I remember sitting in my kitchen every morning of June/July after summer league swim practice. I remember eating chocolate pop-tarts, drinking lemonade. Breakfast of champions. Lucky I didn’t spill again.
Summer between 9th/10th grades, I remember Half-Blood Prince became my favorite book in Rowling’s series. I remember reading chapter 1 aloud on a family vacation, wondering with my aunt about plot lines. I remember getting to chapter 26 in Voldemort’s cave. I remember crying over Dumbledore’s death.
HP 7, perfect timing. A month before release, I turned 17. I remember that release night, then trying to slow down while reading. I failed. I remember lounging in various spots around my house, reading hungrily. I remember my swim coach discussing Snape with us. I remember bawling when Dobby, then Fred, died.
Have some Harry Potter memories? Share them!
(PS. Do tell me if you’ve found a pesky three-letter word!)