Millions of middle aged men and women will dust off the old toy wands

the browning pages of books long forgotten

strange cloaks, black rimmed glasses that havent been worn in decades

and those men and women will hold vigils in the streets

as a soft, sad melody echoes around the crying faces

“Hedwig’s Theme”

And the halls of Hogwarts will spring to life again

as those same men and women go home to their families

and hold their children, who don’t know who Harry Potter is

and begin 

to read.

It’s eight in the morning and im crying thanks tumblr.

date of origin: 2013

absolutely not