User blog comment:JoePlay/Wizarding World Giveaway/@comment-4152900-20110715231732

The first Harry Potter book came out when I was eight years old. My mom bought it and read it, then passed it on to me. Since then, I've eagerly awaited every book release and movie premiere, attending the midnight parties and dressing up. I stayed up all night to read the newest book, then re-read them until the hard-bound books fell apart and I had to buy others. Last night, it ended with a bang. Dressed as Tonks, I attended the Deathly Hallows double feature with my friends. It's the last time we'll be able to do that, and it meant a lot to me. Now that Harry's adventures are over, so is my childhood. And I couldn't have asked for a better one. I thank JK Rowling for making my life thus far magical.