Pot­ter fans at the movies

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Thurs­day was bit­ter­sweet for my Lit­tles and me. Sur­rounded by hun­dreds of fans dressed in tribute of their fa­vorite boy wizard, we went to a mid­night screen­ing in Cony­ers of the very last in­stall­ment of the Harry Pot­ter sto­ries.

We let it carry us on a ride we al­ready knew by heart, but didn’t chance even a blink for fear of miss­ing some­thing. That some­thing is a magic that tran­scends both the screen and the page.

The Harry Pot­ter sto­ries cap­tured my imag­i­na­tion back in 1998 and never let go. The Teenager was just barely four years old and my mid­dle-Lit­tle was born the very next year. My love for these sto­ries has grown as they have.

We've read them to­gether and watched the movies over and over again. Even the lit­tle-Lit­tle en­joys hear­ing them read aloud and watch­ing the films. I think when you can share some­thing spe­cial like this with all three of your chil­dren who range in age from 6 to 16, it truly is mag­i­cal.

For the first film, there was no mid­night show­ing. A group of friends and I wore our match­ing Quid­ditch shirts to the movie theatre by the Hank Aaron ball­park in Mo­bile, Ala., at noon. I was over­joyed.

I watched the sec­ond one alone at a mid­night show­ing. Still a fa­boo ex­pe­ri­ence.

The Teenager started go­ing to the mid­night show­ings with the third film and the mid­dle-Lit­tle joined in with the fourth. We’ve been go­ing to the mid­night show­ings ever since.

The Harry Pot­ter sto­ries are filled with magic, re­demp­tion, love and won­der. They’ve been a good fit for my fam­ily from the be­gin­ning.

It was with a heavy heart I watched the end cred­its roll on this last film, but I was glad to be with my Lit­tles and all those other fans who braved tor­ren­tial rains and a late, late night to watch our hero pre­vail.

I’m not the only Mug­gle who shed a tear tonight for The Boy Who Lived.


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