Poshdeluxe

john williams: leaving hogwarts

[no spoilers below, i promise... and if you're not an HP fan, i'm sorry. but i can't help it]

dear harry potter,

i finished yr last book today. i went to the architecture library, where sunlight naps under an ornate, high ceiling, so i could read the last page in peace. i wanted to say good-bye to yr wizarding world in the closest place to hogwarts i could find.

it feels strange to know that it’s over. that my role, as yr observer– no, as yr friend, is over. maybe you knew it, maybe you didn’t, but see, i’ve been traveling along with you, through all of yr adventures and narrow escapes and thrilling discoveries. i was there when dumbledore left you on the steps on privet drive, and i was sitting in that same train car when you met ron and hermione. i cheered every time you caught the snitch, and i cried, just like you did, when sirius black died. all of those times when you faced voldemort, you may have felt alone, but i was there! i was there, harry, rooting for you! i’ve been believing in you for so long, even when you became a teenager and got all angsty and annoying (i kept trying to tell you that cho chang WASN’T WORTH IT, but you weren’t listening).

i’ve been there, harry, through it all. and now, i guess, our time is finished.

finished, but not really over, because you’re never v. far away. any time i feel like it, i can pop into the gryffindor common room or walk into hagrid’s cabin. time after time, i’ll laugh at ron’s goofiness or shake my head when hermione’s being smug. i can even do things that you can’t do anymore, like give sirius a hug (and don’t worry, i will, for you).

even though yr story has ended, our friendship will live forever. and that’s magic, for sure.

thank you, harry. it’s been quite a broomstick ride.