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Harry Potter Readalong of Amazingness and Jollity Intro Post

The day is here. The time is now. HARRY POTTER READALONG TIME.

I realized yesterday I didn't post a schedule, because Alley asked for one and nope, wasn't there, but I WILL POST ONE. Like on Sunday or something. Just know we're doing book 1 in two weeks, posts on Fridays, so next Friday'll be the first half and whatever you want to talk about related to it. We're allowed to reference future events, because if you don't want things spoiled for you, you should've read the series sooner, you wretched human being.

So. I'm Alice. I live in Chicago. I receptionize/sing operatic things/wish I could be looking for proof of the Mothman. I first encountered Harry Potter on vacation with my family in 1999, when a mysteeerious old man started walking next to me as I read, asked what I was reading, and then mentioned some new series I might be interested in about a boy who finds out he's a wizard. I read the first book in the car on the way to Niagara Falls and then made my parents stop at a mall so I could get the second. Harry Potter is the greatest.

Totes, Harry

Other than intros, today's kind of an overview day. HP is not something I read critically. At all. I'm going to be overly invested in the characters and I'm going to hate the Marauders, because they are dumb. And that's going to be my reasoning. I have an unhealthy attachment to Bellatrix Lestrange, but I acknowledge she's insane and terrible. I don't like Snape. When I was younger, I would've had a battle to the death (with WORDS) if someone shipped Harry/Hermione, but now I really don't care who you ship. So GO TO with that.


Pottermore sorted me into Hufflepuff, and that is totally correct. We get the common room right by the kitchen. I hope you're happy with your "House Cup," everyone else. We'll just be over here with our Butterbeer and our overstuffed sofas.

This is going to be awesomely fun. Be prepared to talk next week about how boring HP exposition is by now, how back in the day you totally thought Dumbledore/McGonagall had a Thing going, and how tiny events in the first book hint at stuff SO FAR DOWN THE ROAD THAT OMG JKR YOU CRAFTY MINX. Exciting.



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