User blog comment:JoePlay/Wizarding World Giveaway/@comment-4149279-20110715040932

"What does Harry Potter mean to you?" Life before Harry Potter was not magical. Had I not been passed a copy of The Sorcerer's Stone by my aunt, I may have never been properly introduced into the world of reading and literature. I am eternally grateful that I was. Harry Potter opened up new avenues of my imagination I had never thought possible. I read each book as soon as it came out. I fantasized about getting a letter in the mail from Hogwarts, a wand choosing me, riding the Hogwarts express, getting lost in the corridors on my way to Transfiguration. As the series progressed I toyed with the different outcomes in my head feeling as much apart of the wizarding world as Harry himself. When I had no friends, Harry was there and he went through the same things I went through. Minus the potions and wands, we had similar teachers and copius amounts of teenage angst to deal with. I grew up with Harry and his crusades filling me up to the brim and at the same time leaving me empty, because I wanted more. I was opened up to a new world where there were countless books I could read. I could find the same familiar excitement and get drawn into another's world and be along for one heck of a ride. Harry Potter is and always will be a catalyst for my love of reading and writing. I've been inspired. Life after Harry Potter is one word: Magical.