User blog comment:JoePlay/Wizarding World Giveaway/@comment-4151751-20110715183512

I was in first or second grade when I started reading Harry Potter. I was young enough I didn't know how to pronounce Dudley (I thought it was "Doodley" until I saw the first movie). Next year is my senior year of high school, and Harry Potter has been with me every step of the way. I can't really remember ever not having Harry in my life. I've laughed with Harry, cried with him, and rooted for him since page one of the Sorceror's Stone. I waited all day on my eleventh birthday, hoping against hope that an owl would come flying to my house bearing a letter from Hogwarts. It didn't happen, but I kept loving and reading Harry Potter anyway. Harry Potter has been one of my best friends since I was seven or eight years old, and it's good to know that I'll have him as a friend for the rest of my life. Thank you, Harry Potter and J.K. Rowling, for giving me some magic in my life!