It's been 10 yrs and 16 days since an unfortunate soul was saved by an inanimate object that turns out to hold more life than the young child has ever seen. In one of the darkest and saddest moment of the child, she began reading a book. The child who longed nothing but to escape reality and seek some comfort in words nestled in paper that's probably older than her, she unravels more than she bargained for. There the young girl met an 11 year old boy with messy dark locks, emerald eyes with a pair of round glasses that goes by the name of Harry Potter who just had the worst birthday ever. There she found a friend- no, there the girl found a family. The young girl was so entranced with the book that she never stopped reading. She never puts it down, until her aunt came and put her to bed, even then she snuck out to read and meet her new found friend. There within the pages of the book did she learn many things, she overcame her doubts and insecurities. She was always there, alongside Harry and his best friends. Harry Potter became a huge part of me, it's the book that made me who I am today, and I never not even once regret picking up the book that introduced me to this Magical world of his. I've met incredibly wonderful people because of him. Even when I find myself feeling down or lost, reading his story never fails to put a smile on my face, because I was with him in his journey! I was there when Harry got his Acceptance Letter, I was there when the golden trio was born, I was there when the Chamber was Opened, I was there when he saved the Prisoner, I was there when the Goblet chose him, I was there when he fought alongside the Order, I was there when he learned from the Prince and till the moment he died by and killed the Dark Lord I was still there, by his side. Maybe not physically but spiritually, emotionally and mentally I was experiencing his pain and happiness. I was because Harry had been there with me too. He was there when my letter didn't arrive (The owl is probably missing, alert the lil dude that I live in Asia if he's somewhere else please) He was there when bad things started happening, he was there when good things came and he was still there even when the finale came. I have been there to witness the shy orphan boy become the man who saved the Wizardring world, I was there to witness the bossy know it all grew up to be The Brightest Witch of Her Age, I was there to see the poor ginger kid turn to be our King. Harry taught me that love really does conquer all, clichè and cheesy it may sound it is true. Ron taught me that loyalty goes a long way. Hermione taught me that it's okay to be driven, that being nerdy or dorky is perfectly okay. Luna taught me that being quirky and being different is something I should never be ashamed of, cause uniqueness is admirable. Draco taught me that we all make wrong choices, he made wrong choices and I do too and that's fine, without mistakes we won't be learning anything. Neville taught me to be brave, he is one of the bravest characters I've ever met. Dumbledore reminded me that 'Happiness can be Found, Even in the Darkest of Times, if One only Remembers to Turn on the Light'