I just finished reading it. I feel almost like I don't know what to do now. I've been reading Harry Potter since I was 9, since then they've always been my favorite books and they've always had a special place in my heart. I grew up with Harry. I always wanted to run away and join this unbelievably magical world. It was more than a book to me: it was a true escape; and entire world where I could send my mind off to have fun and adventure. I've always been there to read the new books right away as they came out, and then eagerly wait for the next one. These books hold memories that link me to my childhood, to great times in my life when I met some of my best friends, who have long since moved away. The books link me back to that world of magic, and back to the good times I shared with my friends, during those happy times. But now it's all over. There will be no more Harry Potter books. For the past half hour, I've had only one thought dominating my mind.
Now what?