I first found Philosophers stone in a gutter type thing when I was walking home from school. I read and read and brought the other books from Charity Shops, you could imagine my suprise when my brother left Deathly Hallows at the foot of my bed. I read all day and sobbed when Hedwig died, Hedwig was a huge part of my childhood, I used to make stuffed Hedwig out of cloth and pretend she was flying. Luna is also my favourite character and I cried when I read 'bout her mural. And I didn't really care for the twins that much, I didn't find their jokes so amusing because I had a rough time growing up and heard many vulgar jokes so I became quite afeared of the twins. But when Fred died, I cried for the family and for George, how they were such a big family, and now one was missing. How George will never feel whole. How Molly never thought that only one of them would die...