User blog comment:JoePlay/Wizarding World Giveaway/@comment-4151684-20110715183555

When I was in fourth grade, my teacher (whom is, to this date, my favorite teacher) gave each of his students a copy of Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone. So started my incredible, magical journey into the Potter universe. Not only did the Harry Potter books open up an entirely new world for me, but they also kept me sane and happy through the tough times I faced, even as a child. From my parents violent arguments and divorce to my father's time in and out of prison and my sister's extreme arrogance, which made me feel closely to how Dudley made Harry feel, it was more than just relief I felt whenever I escaped in to the Potterverse. J.K. Rowling's books made me feel as if I belonged. I worked my way pasts Fluffy and the charms and enchantments protecting the stone, fought the Basilisk and destroyed the memory of Tom Riddle, discovered the truth in the Shrieking Shack, won the Triwizard Tournament, fought Voldemort, created a defiance in the form of Dumbledore's Army, discovered Horcruxes, and endlessly fought evil with Harry, Ron, and Hermione. Above all, I felt my heart breaking as i lost Cedric Diggory, Sirius Black, Dumbledore, Hedwig, Mad-Eye, Fred, Snape, Tonks, Lupin, and Colin. Every loss was my own. I have lived Harry Potter since I was 9 years old, and though there may be no more books or movies to keep the adventure going, I know that at least in my heart Harry Potter will always be there. And as J.K. Rowling said, "Hogwarts will always be there to welcome you home."