I read the first four books of the Harry Potter series when I was fifteen.

It was during a heatwave in Adelaide and I was living in a caravan at the beach, about to move to the UK with my family. We’d sent all our belongings on a ship to England, had sold our house and had a few stray weeks to kill before leaving.

My friends had all started the school term again, so I was bored, boiling (it was like, 44 degrees and our caravan had no air conditioning) and going a little bit stir-crazy.

My brother, who was eleven and looked a little bit like Harry Potter at the time, told me I could read the books he’d packed in his suitcase. Not one to turn down a new book to read, I delved into Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone and finished it in a day. I then polished off the Chamber of Secrets, the Prisoner of Azkaban and the Goblet of Fire within a week, having been caught hook, line and sinker by the story.

Devastatingly, I then had to wait over two years for the next book to be released. The waits between books were torturous; the only relief was the trickle of films being released at intervals.

I finished the last book, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, along with the rest of the world in 2007.

And I haven’t re-read any of them since.

Re-reading the Harry Potter series as an adult

This year, my siblings bought me the best birthday present ever: a box set of the Harry Potter books. Thanks bro, thanks sis.

Excited to relive the joy I’d first experienced over fifteen years ago, I opened the cover of the first book and dived straight in.

A week later, having completely neglected all blogging and general adulting duties, I emerged, having finished the first three books with as much vigour as I did in that sweltering caravan.

I had to pace myself after that.

It’s now been seven months and I’ve just turned the last page on the last book. My face is still streaked with tears as I type.

The worst part about rereading the Harry Potter series is that it’s over. Again. Ugh.

23 thoughts I had while re-reading the Harry Potter books as an adult

Anyway, having now re-read all seven books as an adult, here are the 23 thoughts I had throughout the process (I’d put a spoiler alert in here but really, if you don’t know what happens in Harry Potter by now you can’t possibly care if I give something away).

1.The first book is really, truly written for children.

2.I’m so glad I know, from the start of book one, that it’s pronounced her-my-oh-knee. At fifteen, I was convinced it was her-me-own.


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