I can’t believe that a year ago I sat on a plane with my family on my way to London. I wouldn’t make it to see the red carpet and since I got a hell of a fever on the two hours flight I probably wouldn’t have managed all the crowd and excitement that I can imagine filled Trafalgar Square a year ago.
This year has literally flown by and I can’t really cope with that I, one year ago, saw Emma Watson cry on the British news why I laid in a couch with fever and felt like my heart were ripped into a billion pieces. That it was a year since I locked myself in me and my brothers room in the flat we had hired, to see the entire premier, a couple of hours late, on my iPhone 3G.. and did I cry or what.
However, I think it’s finally time for me to pick up that scissor and those newspapers that I got/took (perhaps ‘borrowed’ is a good word to use here?) while I was in London and finish that scrapbook that I started on, soon a year ago. I think it’s time for me to order the sheet music from Deathly Hallows part 2 and start working on the tattoo I’ve been planning for a year inside my head.
I’ve read beautiful texts here on tumblr today about the memories from the red carpet and of course, the quotes from that day which will stick with us for as long as we live. I don’t really know if I’m able to put down the feeling I had, during my week in London a year ago. How I squealed every time I saw a double-decker bus with the ‘IT ALL ENDS HERE’ posters on them. How I felt a little bit lost when I, on my 18th birthday the day after the premier (yep… I get 19 tomorrow guys), went to Trafalgar Square and saw no red carpets anymore, no people with scars on their foreheads, no actors and actresses in stunning clothes and tear filled smiles, just a Square filled with tourists, as usual.
But here’s the catch. That I regret nothing, about the day I had (okay, I could have managed without the fever) a year ago. All my life I’d wanted to be on the world premier of a Potter film. That dream will never, literally, be fulfilled. But it’s okay. Because it didn’t matter, because at least I was in the same TOWN as it happened. Which may sound like nothing to some. But for me, who has always been living in the “wrong” country being the Anglophile and Harry Potter nerd that I am, that was a huge deal and the best birthday gift my parents could ever get me.
And even though I was in doubt about if I felt like it all had ended there a couple of days after I’ve seen the film, I’m not in doubt today. Because there’s still so much Potter related to look forward to!
I still haven’t been to the WWoHP which I have pretty much sworn the Unbreakable Vow on that I will go there with my best mate. I still have Leavesden Studios to look forward to. The six Potter books that haven’t been opened on Pottermore yet. Giving my little cousin the first Harry Potter book in April when she gets 11! (Shhh, don’t tell anyone, it’s a secret!) To get my first tattoo which will be a quote many HP nerds now have imprinted in their skin. To go to my first ever HP convention next year! And honestly, just to meet new people who love Harry Potter as much as I do.
Because if there’s something that hit my on my 18th birthday last year, when me and my mum entered Hamleys, it is that were one HUGE family. We’re basically in every corner of the world and it’s an amazing and beautiful thing to think of!