The boy who lived, he really has lived hasn’t he? Did any of us guess when we first discovered this story, how much it would stay in our hearts?
I’m writing this blog post now because at a time when this franchise has been reimagined and new ideas are constantly coming from it, I always like to remember how it started. In 1997 the first Harry Potter book was published in the UK, after 12 rejections Bloomsbury had the sense to make Harry real in all of our hearts.
Jo Rowling wrote these stories as a way to cope, as an outlet, and isn’t that what we promote so much in our own writing? She lives by her own example and look at her now. She has a voice and she shared it, now we all know the story of Harry Potter from the cupboard under the stairs.
When I was 6 the first film came out, I was so excited, my mum took to me to the cinema to see it. She covered my eyes when Voldemort was revealed at the end because she thought it might be too scary. I think I went again and again, I definitely remember even getting my grandma to take me to go and see it. One day I got into the car after school and there was a Harry Potter doll on my seat, I was over the moon. This probably started my collection of all things Potter.
Everyone was so taken by this series and they still are. I am so grateful that I was able to grow up at the time when these books and films were first being released. You see kids opening the doors to Hogwarts at the studio tour and it’s great that they love it so much too. My generation were the ones that waited year on year for another part of the story and I think there’s something pretty magical about that.
We were free of spoilers and memes, we had the thrill of waiting for a midnight release of the premier of the film, seeing them on the big screen. I write this now as I am preparing to see The Crimes of Grindelwald in the cinema and I am thinking about how far this whole series has come. People complain that they are milking it now and too much has been done, but if people love something then why not let it keep going?
This may be an unpopular opinion, but I actually enjoyed reading The Cursed Child, it felt like one final bit of Potter that I could cling onto. I think no matter where that story went I would have loved it. But for me, when I thought I wouldn’t see anything new from these characters, I had one more story to cling onto. Give me more Potter any day!
This series is nearly as old as I am, the hype has never died and the fandom has only grown. Who knew that from Jo Rowling’s brain, such a story would provide hope to thousands, entertain masses and spark magic in the most surprising of places.