“Remember, if the time should come when you have to make a choice between what is right and what is easy, remember what happened to a boy who was good, and kind, and brave, because he strayed across the path of Lord Voldemort. Remember Cedric Diggory.”
Day Five: A Book That Makes You Happy
This is going to sound cheesy, but Harry Potter actually makes me quite happy, especially the early ones (Philosopher’s Stone through Goblet of Fire). It’s the nostalgia hit, you see. Having grown up with Harry and the gang, more or less literally, it’s rather nice to go back and visit them and remember a time when pure story, uncomplicated by moral turmoil (I’m sorry, but it’s true) or flowery writing or strange imagery, had such power to enchant. There’s a whole world there, a world vividly and completely drawn, where actual humans live and where you could imagine living yourself. It’s not just Harry’s adventures that draw me to the books again and again, but everything else, the school and the magical lore and the society (which, admittedly, doesn’t always make enormous amounts of sense). I grew up in Harry’s world just as much, if not more, than I grew up in this one. And who wouldn’t want to revisit their childhood?