A/N: I feel like crying now. My gosh, it feels as if my childhood is over. Harry Potter has ended. From waving around random twigs and shouting random spells in my backyard (and scaring my neighbor's dog) to being heartbroken on my eleventh birthday because NO OWL CRASHED INTO MY WINDOW WITH A HOGWARTS LETTER (blatant hint, Dumbledore?), Harry Potter has always been there for me. So let us drink (bubble tea, anyone?) to Harry Potter, the one who saved the wizarding world-and to all that died for it.
To James and Lily Potter, Marlene Mckinnon, Edgar Bones, Gideon and Fabian Prewett, Benjy Fenwick, Dorcas Meadowes, Broderick Bode, Florean Fortescue, Mrs. Abbott, Cedric Diggory, Sirius Black, Emmeline Vance, Amelia Bones. To Charity Burbage, Hedwig, Mad-eye Moody, Rufus Scrimgeour, Gregorovitch, Grindlewald, and Bathlida Bagshot. To Dirk Cresswell, Gornuk, Dobby, Fred Weasley, Colin Creevey, Remus Lupin, Ted Tonks, Nymphadora Tonks, and finally, to Severus Snape.
Damn, it took a while to record all of these. Tell me if I forget anyone else, please.
And now: a testament to an end of an era.
