My husband asked me the other day, in a half-mocking voice, "Aw, Harry Potter is almost over, are you going to cry?"
I put on my most serious face, turned to him and said, "Yes. Yes I am. Like a baby." His joking face changed, and realized that he may have underestimated my love for HP. If he had continued to mock, I may have sent him a petrificus totalus.
My older dear son has picked the series back up, and is now reading The Prisoner of Azkaban. You have no idea how much I love our Harry Potter conversations over breakfast!
I love that children are as excited to read Harry Potter now as they were ten years ago.