A is for Anniversary
Today is my seventh wedding anniversary.
Today also happens to be Harry Potter’s birthday. And today is the second wedding anniversary I have spent with my nose buried in a book with that familiar diamond Harlequin pattern.
Exactly two years ago, I was celebrating my fifth anniversary at the Crowne Plaza in Milpitas, learning about Horcruxes while my family frolicked in the pool. Later in the day, I would be in the car with my sleeping baby, reading under the sun’s fading light while the boys (my husband and sons) played in the beach at Santa Cruz. I would’ve even brought the tome along as we rode Thomas the Tank Engine at Roaring Camp Railroad, but alas, it was too big and unwieldy.
Yup, July 31 is special for me and The Boy Who Lived, who should have turned 17 a few hours ago at the stroke of midnight, which means he can now do magic without a Trace.
And since we’re on the subject, may I also mention that today also happens to be Neville Longbottom’s birthday. Yes, this Muggle was paying attention.
By now it should be obvious that this Muggle is eagerly devouring the last book in the Harry Potter series, wondering how much Neville Longbottom and their shared birthday plays into the most anticipated conclusion of all time. And yes, I think Snape is loyal.
So allow me to now take my leave, with a quick French lesson from one on my favorite characters, Fleur Delacour:
A is for adieu,
A is for anniversaire, and
A is for ‘Arry.
