Do you need to tell me something?

I’ve recently entered the world of Tumblr and found out that there are many people who make different Harry Potter related graphics each day. Most of them are really good, and even between the ones that I find uninteresting there is none that I found really bad.

In the middle of everything I found a curious blog called Harry Potter confessions. Apparently there are several “something confessions” blogs (Castle confessions, Bones confessions, Merlin confessions, and so on…) but I must say that by far, the Harry Potter one is the most interesting.

So, what is this blog about after all? Well, as the tiltle says it, it is a place where you can confess something about Harry Potter, wether it is something you like, or that you don’t like, wether it is about the films or the books. It’s something personal you have to say about Harry Potter. Then, you can submit to the site and the authors will choose a picture of the films and make graphics of it. And don’t worry, all of the confessions are completely anonimous.

 

I actually found out that I related to many of the so called “confessions” said by many people around the world. I think that most of all you can see that you are not alone in your way of thinking.

 

So, here are some of my personal favourites:

 

 

I can’t say I relate very much to this one, but I really like it. I find really interesting that people can look at Hermione and try to be like her. I wish I could as well…

 

 

Not every confession is as personal as the first one I posted here, and many of them are about the way the story took in the books or films. I can’t help but agree with this one, even if I think that the killing of Bellatrix by Mrs. Weasley is perfect…

 

 

I completely agree with this one, although it doesn’t exacly “break my heart”. That’s a bit exagerated…

 

Well, and then there’s the funny ones…

 

 

I couldn’t help but laughing at this one… but I wouldn’t actually mind eat at Hogwarts… both the books and the films state that the food is wonderful… oh, and Ron also makes it appear that way…

 

And then there are the ones that love Voldemort…

 

Not that I agree with this one…

 

And then, there’s the eternal battle between those who think that Ron and Hermione were meant to be together since the very beginning and those who think that Hermione was meant for Harry.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A battle in which I won’t take any sides… For me any of the versions makes some sense…

There are also the same kind of “confessions” about Harry and Ginny… Lily and James or even Lily and Snape.

 

Then there’s Fred. There are a lot of things written about Fred. Most of them are wishes or reactions (and then, the wrong ones – the one on the right, for example).

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I really think this to be an interesting project, and submissions are already closed due to the high volume of “confections” that are getting their way into the site everyday.

 

I’m now ending this post with two “confections” that I really identify with

 

 

 

and the one “confection” that surprised me the most

 

Once upon a time...

Once upon a time.
These were the magical words that opened most of my favorite stories when I was a child.
They had the power to open the "realms of magic" that I dreamt someday would open so I could live there happily ever after.
I didn't have dreams of knights or charming princes. Instead I dreamt of magic creatures, of fairies and witches and wizards and dragons, of places where I could have a wand and be free. When in my teenagehood I discovered Bilbo and his companion hobbits I could understand their fascination for the Elves "who left a trail of stars on the grass" when they walked across the woods.

But slowly the "realms of magic" vanished from children's stories, and authors told that the most magical feat they could perform would be going to the grocers for two pounds of sugar, going for a ride with a group of friends, playing with their cat or running with their dog. The cat would never be a witch and the dog would not have three heads. Those were myths. Children and youngsters need reality.

And suddenly something changed.
I remember reading some piece of news about a book that was bringing magic back to life. I found it piled on a shelf, still unnoticed, waiting to be opened. I didn't buy it straight away but it found its way into my house, into my life, into my family, into my heart.

At the end of the first chapter I was sure I had awaken the magic I had kept slumbering in a secret spot on my way to adulthood. At the end of the first book I wanted more. At the end of the second I dreamt of this world where friendship and loyalty were prized, where love was an invisible defense against enemies and extended beyond death, where you were supposed to be valued for your actions and not your riches.
I shared it with my daughter, discussed it with my students, teenagers asking questions about life and death, love and being loved.
Teenagers like the one Harry Potter was turning into ten years after that first chapter:

"A breeze ruffled the neat hedges of Privet Drive, which lay silent and tidy under the inky sky, the very last place you would expect astonishing things to happen. Harry Potter rolled over inside his blankets without waking up. One small hand closed on the letter beside him and he slept on, not knowing he was special, not knowing he was famous, not knowing he would be woken in a few hours' time by Mrs. Dursley's scream as she opened the front door to put out the milk bottles, nor that he would spend the next few weeks being prodded and pinched by his cousin Dudley... He couldn't know that at this very moment, people meeting in secret all over the country were holding up their glasses and saying in hushed voices: "To Harry Potter -- the boy who lived!"."


And I still hold up my glass to Harry Potter and the magic he brought into our life.


"To Harry Potter - the boy who will live forever!"

I Solemnly Swear That I Am Up To No Good

Mr and Mrs Dursley, of number four, Privet Drive, were proud to say that they were perfectly normal, thank you very much. They were the last people you'd expect to be involved in anything strange or mysterious, because they just didn't hold with such nonsense.

Hello everyone!

This is an attempt at making a Harry Potter blog. And when I mean a Harry Potter blog, I mean that it is a blog only about Harry Potter and only with Harry Potter related stuff, whether they are quotes, pictures, news, reviews, analysis, stories, anything...

The paragraph you can read above is the first paragraph of the first book - Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone. I thought, as this is the first post, it would be appropriate to have the first words of Harry Potter in this post...

I don't know how this will turn out in the end, but I hope you all like it!

See you soon, then!

Mischief Managed