I’m going on an adventure:
I’ll ride the Hogwarts Express
I’ll get the first view of Hogwarts
I’ll get sorted
I’ll go to the library with Hermione
I’ll have some happy memories
And some sad ones
And I’ll grow up along the way
But even when it’s over
I’m not going home, not really
(This makes me feel SO sad. I remember the very beginning…as I’m sure everyone else does. I had no idea what I was getting myself into when I first read The Sorcerer’s Stone.)












