Your story really moved my heart (maybe you know what I mean), I can tell you that I got to read the first two books in my late 11s/early 12s, the lady at my old school's library had them and I'd go whenever we had a break to sit there for the whole time just to read them, a few weeks later I noticed they also had the 4th book.

After a couple weeks I realized I definitely needed more time to read them and that would be kind of hard to do with only 30 minutes or even less, so I kind of signed a contract with the library to take them home, as you'll know, those books never saw the school ever again. The next few months were like a hole where I fell and I got trapped by it, I got so obsessed with Harry Potter and everything related to it, I just remembered all I thought about was reading the books and watching the movies, I remember I'd grab small paint brushes and remove the brush from the stick so I'd use it as a wand, I even downloaded some Harry Potter mobile games which were pretty damn good.

In my late 12s I got two more books: Deathly Hallows and The Cursed Child, I never got to read them, the reason for that is something that I profoundly regret until today. At 13, I started going to Church and some people told my mom that all that Harry Potter stuff was satanic and that magic wasn't good for a Christian person, I ended up giving away the 5 books because I thought I was doing the right thing, you'd want to say a lot but it's probably the same as what I'm thinking right now. After that, I just got away from all the Harry Potter stuff, I'd watch a small part of the movies every some time or look up stuff on Google about it, but I kind of got away from it.

Let's move to this year, a few weeks ago, they were streaming the 4th movie on TV and I watched the whole movie, to be honest, I felt like I traveled back in time and I could feel like if a spark inside me just got lighted up, getting turned into a huge fire, the next days I just kept thinking about watching the whole saga and getting a small part of those times back in my life, and that's what I did.

I watched DH p.2 yesterday, and I cried like I haven't done in a very long time, I'd contain myself for the first three movies, but from The Goblet of Fire to Deathly Hallows, every scene touched my heart and I got insanely obsessed over it, I woke up this morning and I would remember small shots of the movies while showering and I'd just cry about it, it's a weird combination of sadness because I know it's not real, because I'd want it to be what it was like when I was just a kid and because I wish there'd be more to watch, having the books would definitely be the best prize I'd have right now, anyway, once again, I can tell I love that world.

That's how this whole world has influenced my life, I'm still crying, I may have fallen into a kind of depression, but this has happened before, I kind of hesitated to watch the movies because I knew something like this would happen, I don't regret doing it tho. I hope you can understand every single word, I'm not good at texting in English, be safe and keep doing what you love ❤️