There's so many wars we fought,
There's so many things we're not,
But with what we have,
I promise you that,
We're marching on,.
Once upon a time, there was an orphan boy. His name was Harry and he was as close to being nobody as anyone could possibly be.
Once upon a time, there was an unhappy boy. His name was Ron and he was crowded in his own home.
Once upon a time, there was an intelligent girl. Her name was Hermione and all she wanted was a friend.
Once upon a time, a letter was sent out. It may have been ignored, been nothing new, or shocked two extremely Muggle dentists- but it was still sent out.
Once upon a time, a train was boarded.
Once upon a time, a story truly began.
There was a train ride.
There was an introduction.
There was dislike.
There was a troll attack.
There was Quidditch.
There was saving the Sorcerer's Stone.
There was magic.
And, somewhere in the midst of it all, there was friendship.
And, after that, there were six more years to come.
There were other friends, other fights, other battles, other victories.
There was romance.
There was happiness.
There was unhappiness.
There were Horcruxes.
There was Voldemort.
There was a war, with actual deaths, actual casualties, actual tears, actual cries of defeat.
Once upon a time, a story was written.
Once upon a time, a series was dreamt up, written, published, and sold for a price.
The outcome was priceless.
Once upon a time, there was an epic tale written in seven parts. A tale that taught us lessons of friendship, courage and, most importantly, love.
We are the Harry Potter Generation.
And, Once Upon a Time?
It's never going to end.
( and the
Chamber of Secrets
Prisoner of Azkaban
Goblet of Fire
Order of the Pheonix
Deathly Hallows )
(It's real for us)