User blog comment:JoePlay/Wizarding World Giveaway/@comment-4172573-20110720015853

What Harry Potter means to me? Hmm, that's an interesting question. For the better part of eleven years, Harry Potter has been my life. I read the first book at the age of six, and didn't stop until I made it to the fourth (the fifth, unfortunately, was not out). I have seen every movie in the theaters and know the lines like the back of my hand. When I was eleven, I can remember sitting by my mail box waiting for a letter to Hogwarts because I was so certain it was real. There was no possible way it couldn't be real in my mind. It didn't matter that everyone said magic wasn't real, because Harry Potter had to be. And, although I'm older now, sometimes I still catch myself wondering where the owl with my letter is, because it's six years late. I know every book and every line, I watch every interview and know more facts than my head should possibly be able to hold. I've beat every game at least once. If that makes me fanatical and obsessed, so be it, because I'm a member of a cult of Potter fans and this series has been my life for almost as long as I can remember. If anyone has a problem with that, I've got a back alley in mind and a few curses up my sleeve! :)