Harry Potter has been with me since 1999, and he has been my best friend through everything. And perhaps that sounds silly and pathetic, but I don't care. I mean every word. Harry not only inspired me to read, but also to write, now one of my most cherished dreams. And now it feels like I've lost my best friend. And while he survived, I'll only see him in memories. And that is a very painful thing.
Hopefully, in a few more days, I can get a better, full collection of thoughts. But right now I'm far too emotional.