It began for me about thirteen years ago. I guess that's a good a measure as any other. Back then, at the tender age of five, I heard Harry's story for the first time. I spent five years waiting for my letter, just like everyone else. Up until now, I've been an "in the closet" Potterhead. Not any more. In memory of a story we will always remember, I decided to write this small piece containing my thoughts.
Many would say that Hogwarts is imaginary, that it doesn't exist. Years ago, I learned from the Velveteen Rabbit that things become real when anda believe in them enough. After all, reality...