Dear J.K. Rowling,
I started to read Harry Potter at a young age when my mom and sister introduced me to the first book and since then, I have followed the series until the very end (which I am really happy to find out that it is not actually the end and I am patiently awaiting the release of the new novel).
In 2007, I remember my dad getting us the most recent book, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. I can’t remember if my dad got it at midnight, or early in the morning, but I remember waking up and it was here. My sister read it first, in about 24 hours. I was around 10 years old when it came out and it took me a couple days to read, but I don’t remember ever putting the book down. When I look at the book now, the cover has some food stains, a little bit of wear and what looks like a couple drops of coffee. The hard cover binding is intact, but the jacket is missing.
Thank you. Thank you for giving me something to hold on to. If I didn’t follow Harry Potter, I don’t know what I would be following. I was never the one who came to midnight releases dressed up as a character or the one waiting in extremely long lines for hours to purchase a new movie on DVD, but I was the one who sat in my room reading your books over and over and over again. Although I’m not sure how much I really understood when I read Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone the first time. I’m eighteen years old right now and I had to have read the book series at least a dozen times since. Each time I pick up a book, I catch a new line that I love that I didn’t read thoroughly the first time.
Thank you for being awesome. I follow you on twitter and I am so happy that I do. You retweet some really awesome things. You tweet some awesome things. You’re just really awesome.
Thank you for not killing Ron. I read recently that you wanted to kill him off later in the series, whether it is true or not, thank you for not doing so. I can’t picture someone better for Hermione. Maybe Viktor Krum (just kidding). I can’t imagine how anyone would have continued on had he been killed off. But if you were going to kill him off, how and when would you do it?
When Sirius died, there was a hole in my heart. A huge gaping hole that I could not fill. I could hear Harry screaming in my head and I must have re-read that part a hundred times to make sure I was reading it correctly. Why couldn’t you wait a little while to kill him off? Harry just started to get to know him. It wasn’t fair. I know, Life isn’t fair, but even waiting until the next book would have made the hole in my heart slightly smaller.
Why Remus and Tonks? What about Teddy? I really hoped that in the “19 years later” Teddy would have showed up. I think he might have been too old, but I want to know where he is at now. I really want to know that he grew up knowing what his parents sacrificed their lives for and that he was proud to be their son. I want him to know that if they could have been there, they would have. I want him to know how great his mother and father were. I want to know that he ended up okay and I want to know if he ended up as a werewolf. A half werewolf or something. I know there are fanfictions out there that say both occurred, but I want to know what you would say happened to him.
Thank you for writing the books I read over and over again. Thank you for putting the right amount of suffering and happiness into the novels. Thank you for not letting the entire crew that made the movies make them terrible, they’re actually pretty good (although the books are still better).
I can’t wait to come home from college and pick up my books again and read the magical words on each page. I met some incredible friends when I started reading the books and none of those friendships would have happened if you didn’t write them.
If you ever read this letter, thank you. For everything you have done and everything you continue to do.
Write on.
Love always,
One of your fans that was here through it all.
