Ten year old Jimmy Gardner glanced at the
clock and wished for time to speed up. It was already late in the evening, but
bedtime seemed so far away. It wasn't as if he wanted to go to sleep, he wanted
his mother to finish reading him the book they had started a few weeks ago.
Actually, it was a whole series of seven
books and his mother had been reading them to him every night for a year.
Sometimes, they would read for hours just to get to a good stopping point.
Jimmy never wanted her to stop, but after a while, she would always say that it
was late and he needed to sleep. He would have taken the books and read them
himself if his mother wasn't such a good storyteller. She acted out the
characters and did their voices and everything. She made it seem like they were
real people. It was too much fun when she read to him.
He looked over at his mom and dad, cuddled up
on the sofa watching the television. When would their show end? When would she
finish the story? He pushed his glasses up on his nose and continued with his
homework. He saw his mother glance over at him. As if his mother could read his
mind, she suddenly said to him, "All right. Go upstairs and get ready for
bed. I'll be up shortly and we'll finish the story."
He jumped down from the couch and rushed up
the stairs to his room. His clothes were off and he had his pajamas on faster
than lightning. He looked all over for his glasses case, but couldn't find it.
He sighed and decided he'd just have to tell mom he'd lost it. He raced to the
bathroom quickly brush his teeth, and ran back to his bedroom to await the
conclusion of the best story he had ever heard. As he climbed into bed he saw
that his case was right there on his nightstand. He must have just overlooked
His mother soon came into the room, walked
over to the bookcase, and took down the large book off the shelf. She pulled up
a chair next to her son's bed and began to read. It was a very exciting story
about a boy named Harry Potter who was a wizard and went to a magical school.
He had a terrible enemy that had tried to kill him many times. In this, the
last of the seven books, Harry and his friends managed to finally defeat the
dark Wizard and graduate from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardy. Jimmy
listened to his mother with wide eyes.
"Ginny turned and went inside the
house. She couldn't bare to watch him
leave. Ron watched her drop her head as
a tear fell down her cheek. Ron knew that
this would be hardest on Ginny, but it was hard for him and Hermione, too."
"They watched as Harry headed down the
street toward the muggle world. They still didn't understand why he needed to
do this, but they weren't going to argue with him. They had all grown up so
much this last year. They had all lost a dear friend."
"Ron put an arm around Hermione and
said, 'He'll be back. Don't worry.'"
"I'm not worried Ron. I'm just sad
…that it's all ending.'"
"He smiled at her. 'It's not ending,
it's just beginning!'"
"They looked back at their friend who
had changed so much. Not just physically, but emotionally. The loss of Harry's
scar had changed more than his appearance. He was different. But this was now a different world. A world
where they didn't fear for their lives. A world where Harry Potter would always
be 'the boy who lived' …with or without his scar."
Jimmy watched as his mother shut the book and
smiled down at him. "That's it?" He wrinkled his forehead.
"That's the end?"
"That's the end."
"What a stupid ending! Harry goes and
lives with the muggles? Come on mum, there's gotta be more!"
"Nope, that's the last of them."
"Well…what happens now? I mean…does Ron
get to play professional Quidditch…or do he and Hermione get married? Does
Sirius go work for the ministry? And does Ginny end up with Harry?"
"I'm sorry but there's just no more
He flopped his back down on the bed in
protest. "Why did you read me this stuff if you knew it ended so
"I rather like the ending. It leaves so
much open for our imagination!" His mother tucked him into bed and kissed
him on the forehead. "Now, go to sleep and dream up a better ending for
Harry and his friends."
She turned off the light and closed the
bedroom door, leaving her son in a state of frustration. She continued down the
hall to her own bedroom where she found her husband sitting up in bed reading a
newspaper. He looked at her from behind those glasses and smiled.
"You know, I think I liked the older
glasses better." She said as she began getting herself ready for bed.
"Nah, they were too big and clunky. I
like these much better."
"But your other ones had so much
character, Henry." She brushed through her long, red hair.
"Jenny, look at this!" He pointed
to something in the paper. "It looks like Don is going to play for the cup
this year! His team won the regionals!"
"That's wonderful. We'll have to have
him and Harmony over to celebrate!"
She curled up in bed next to her husband and
he put out the light. Wrapping his arm around his wife Henry said, "Did he
like the story?"
"Yes, right up until the part where it
ended and Harry went off to live with the muggles leaving Ginny behind with Ron
and Hermione." She played with a tuft of his black hair.
Henry looked over at his wife. "Did you
tell him that Harry came back for her and that they got married and lived
happily ever after?"
"No, how would I know a thing like that
when the book ends after the last school year?"
"Because it's the truth."
"Well, I know that and you know that,
but the books don't cover that part."
"Well they should."
They lay there quietly for a while. Harmony
spoke softly. "When do think it will be time to tell him the truth?"
Henry sighed, "Well, he'll be getting
his letter from Hogwarts soon enough. I suppose we'll have to tell him before
that. Maybe while Earnest is here for a visit."
"I hope he'll be excited. I mean, it
will be strange for him to find out that he's related to the characters he's
been reading about, but I think he'll be happy to know how it all really
"What do you mean?"
"Well, that Henry Gardner ended up
marrying Jenny, Earnest White works for the DMLE, and that Don did get to play
professional Quidditch…after he married Harmony."
"Don't the books call her Hermione?"
asked a sleepy Henry.
"Yes…and unfortunately, they make her
sound fairly ugly."
"Don will be upset about that."
"Um hum…" She agreed and slowly
drifted off to sleep.