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A cool thing we found on Facebook. Courtesy of the “‘So after that obvious and disgusting bit of cheating’” - Lee Jordan” Facebook page.

I promise to remember Harry,
Each time I see lightning.
And I promise to remember Ron,
When I see red hair that’s blinding.

I promise to obey school rules,
For Hermione’s sake, of course.
And I promise to remember Malfoy,
When my heart fills with remorse.

I promise to remember Ginny,
Whenever I see an adoring fan.
And I promise to remember Neville,
When someone feels “no” but they say, “I can.”
I promise to remember Luna,
Whenever I see the moon.
And I promise to remember Fred and George,
When I see someone acting like a loon.

I promise to remember Dumbledore,
When I see someone with long, grey hair.
And I promise to remember Molly,
When someone tells me they care.

I promise to remember Tom Riddle,
Whenever I am scared.
And I promise to remember Hedwig,
When someone says “Always with you till end.”

Yes I promise to love Harry Potter,
Wherever I may go,
So that all may see my obsession,
Because I know what the Potter fans know.

‎”Dear Mr. Potter,
You have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry…”
One sentence to change millions of lives, to begin a decade…

“Harry Potter…the boy who lived…come to die…”
One sentence to end
-an era
-a lifetime
…everything.

“The stories we love best do live in us forever; whether you come back by page, or by the big screen, Hogwarts will always be there to welcome you home.”
…One sentence, to bring it all back.

Re-post if you will stick with Harry, until the very end. Until the spines of your books are weakened and the pages are falling out, until you’re 80 years old and sitting in your rocking chair, reading the Philosopher’s (Sorcerer’s) Stone, and your family asks you “After all this time?” and you say “Always.”
Re-post if Harry Potter has been your light in the darkest of times, and has given you happiness.
Re-post if you will not cry because it is over, but smile because it happened.
Re-post if you believe we’ll miss the train ride in, and the pranks pulled by the twins, although it’s nowhere we’ve been, we’ll keep smiling on, from the times we had with them.
Re-post if you owe JK Rowling, Tom Felton, Daniel Radcliffe, Emma Watson, Rupert Grint, Evanna Lynch, Bonnie Wright, Matthew Lewis, and the rest of the cast of HP your childhood.
Re-post if HP has changed you
Re-post for Tonks, Remus, Ted Tonks, Fred, George’s ear, Colin Creevy, the Horcrux in Harry.
For Quirrell, for Mad-Eye, for Lockhart, for the Half-Blood Prince, for Lily Evans, for James Potter.
For the Cowardly Wormtail, for Lumos Maxima.
For Neville’s pure Bad Assery.
For Nagini’s head.
For the lost diadem.
For the sword of Godric Gryffindor.
For losing a mother that night in Godric’s Hollow.
For “Happy Christmas, Harry…Happy Christmas, Ron.”
For Crookshanks.
For Masters Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs.
For “I solemnly swear I am up to no good.”
For “Mischief Managed.”
For Hedwig.
For McGonagall and “I’ve always wanted to use that spell.”
For Molly Weasley and “Not my daughter, you bitch.”
For Percy’s redemption.
For George’s being the living twin in a now living Hell.
For Errol’s failure.
For Pig’s hyperactivity.
For Viktor Krum.
For infiltrating the Ministry.
For Misuse of Muggle Artifacts.
For Expecto Patronum and chocolate.
For werewolves.
For anamagi.
For pumpkin juice.
For Seamus’ tendency to blow things up.
For “Sunshine, daisies, butter mallow, turn this stupid fat rat yellow.”
For Lily Luna, James Sirius, and Albus Severus.
For Wizard’s Chess.
For Hugo and Rose.
For Scorpius.
For Slytherin’s reputation.
For Ravenclaw’s education.
For Gryffindor’s bravery.
For Hufflepuff’s loyalty.
For Cedric Diggory.
For all of the wars we’ve fought.
For all of the things we’re not.
For marching on.
For horcruxes.
For “All was well.”
For Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore.
For Arianna Dumbledore.
For Flitwick.
For the Deathly Hallows.
For the Golden Trio.
For the Chosen One.
For the Brightest Witch of Her Age.
For Weasley is Our King.
For S.P.E.W.
For Dobby.
For Kreacher.
For Gimmauld Place.
For “I open at the close.”
For “That tiny ball of light.”
For “Tales of Beedle the Bard.”
For Petunia, losing a sister.
For Dudley, unknowing of magic.
For Romione.
For he will live as long as those remain are loyal to him.
For you.
For me.

For the Harry Potter Generation
For our forever growing family of Potterheads. ♥
Happy new years eve guys

Remember when Snape said “Always.” and then Lily said “Until the end.” and we was like ooooooo gurl, I am getting so sad up in this theater! We gotta stop this emotion! (#ghettogirllove)

Well, that word “Always” defined a generation, and will for generations to come. It seems as though the last 10 years have been such a roller coaster ride, and when we stepped into that theater we had this feeling of hope, sadness, and yet happiness. 

We were extremely overwhelmed with sadness that it was ending, we felt hope because we wanted it to leave with a big bang, and then we felt happiness. We felt happiness because we knew that, after all, it wasn’t truly ending. No, we’re not talking about Pottermore or the Wizarding World.

We’re talking about that even though a generation was ending, a new one was just getting started. We knew that this generation of Potterhead would be spoiled with things we didn’t have when we read the books. They have Pottermore for goodness sakes! And the Wizarding World! Their experience will be so much better. They could taste Butterbeer when reading about it and get sorted with Harry. 

Because so many of the great things came after the books and films, today’s first-readers will have a more richer experience, in full depth. Their knowledge of characters and origins will not be the same. They will have the backstory that we had to wait for, at their fingertips. But yet, the story will never change. The recurring theme that “Love conquers death” will stay.

What people fail to notice is that Harry Potter is not a generational or 2000s thing. For one reason: The story lives on. When all of us Potterheads have children, we will pass down the story. And if the children like it, they will pass it down to their children, and so on and so on. Soon, ‘Potter’ will be shelved with classics, and Rowling will take her rightly place with Dickens and Austen. A hundred years from now, children and adults alike will fall in love again. They will fall in love like we did. The relationship will only end when the end arrives. Which means, Always.