one time, in harry potter...

Brandon and I have recently started re-watching the Harry Potter movies in order. Its awesome. Maybe we're nerds. But if liking Harry Potter is nerdy, then I don't want to be cool.

I really do love Harry. I have even been borderline obsessive about Harry. Yes, I have read all the books. Yes, I have read them all more than once. Yes, I waited in line at midnight for most of the books. Maybe I dressed up and brought a fake wand. Yes, I cried when Sirius passed through that archway. Yes, I have had many a deep, philosophical discussion about who R.A.B. may be. Yes, I have often thought about which house I would be placed into. Yes, I read the 7th installment in one night.

But do you blame me? What kid didn't dream about magic growing up? Who wouldn't want to have a pet owl? And who doesn't love the quintessential good vs. evil battle, where love, friendship, and loyalty conquer in the end?

Yes, I love Harry.