Harry Potter: Returning to the Girl Who Believed in Magic
Some books find you at exactly the right moment in life. Others wait patiently for you, knowing you’ll need them later.
For me, Harry Potter by J.K. Rowling was one of those stories. I actually read the series for the first time as an adult, but somehow, while turning those pages, I found myself returning to my 10–11-year-old self—the version of me I still feel most connected to. 🌙📖
She was the girl who believed magic had to exist somewhere. The one who looked at old castles, hidden staircases, and mysterious doors and thought, what if? The one who wanted nothing more than to receive a Hogwarts letter delivered by owl. 🦉💌
At that age, Hogwarts wasn’t just a school—it was the dream. The moving staircases, the candlelit Great Hall, the endless library shelves, the snowy Christmases, the friendships, the adventures… it felt like a place where I truly belonged. And honestly? I would still go to Hogwarts today if it really existed. ⚡🏰
Some dreams don’t disappear. They simply grow quieter and settle deeper into your heart.
One of my favorite memories is that my elementary school friends used to tell me I reminded them of Hermione Granger. And honestly… it must have been the hair. 😂✨ But I secretly loved hearing that, because Hermione was everything I admired—smart, loyal, brave, and never afraid to speak up when something mattered.
“She’ll go and get us all killed, or worse, expelled.”
Even now, Hermione remains one of my favorite characters because she reminds us that intelligence and kindness are their own kind of magic.
What I love most about Harry Potter is that it was never just about spells or magical creatures. Beneath the fantasy, it was always about friendship, courage, grief, love, and choosing what is right even when it’s difficult.
“It is our choices, Harry, that show what we truly are, far more than our abilities.” 💛
That line has stayed with me for years. It feels true far beyond the world of Hogwarts.
And then there’s this one:
“Happiness can be found even in the darkest of times, if one only remembers to turn on the light.” ✨
That quote feels like the heart of the entire series to me. A reminder that hope can exist even in grief, even in fear, even in the unknown.
Reading these books as an adult gave me something unexpected—it gave me nostalgia for a childhood version of myself I thought I had left behind. It reminded me how much I loved wonder, imagination, and believing that life held hidden magic.
Maybe that’s why this series stays with so many of us. Because somewhere inside, we are all still waiting for Platform 9¾ to appear. We are all still hoping there is a train somewhere, ready to take us to the place where we truly belong. 🚂✨
And maybe growing up doesn’t mean giving up that hope. Maybe it means learning how to carry it with us.
I know one thing for sure: if I got my Hogwarts letter today, I’d still go without hesitation.
Probably with too many books packed in my trunk. 📚⚡
If you received your Hogwarts letter today… would you go? 🌙
With slow evenings, cozy rituals, and deeply restorative rest,
Stasha
Books, Hormones & Chocolate 🤎📚🍫