Dear Mr. Potter,
The seventh book has come and gone. We know who survives and who dies, we know who marries whom and what their children are called. We know all that and more. So why does the end of the seventh movie mean so much to us? When we turned the last page of the seventh book, to keep a level head we told ourselves "It’s not over yet! There are more movies left to watch!" Well the time has come, there are no more movies left to look forward to. It seems to all the world as if the time to say goodbye has finally arrived. But for me it hasn't. There is still Pottermore to look forward to, a place in which wands will choose us and the Sorting Hat will finally put us in our proper houses; it will provide many new words about you and your world that we have been interested in learning about for years. And of course, there are still many visits to your theme park that have yet to be planned. In the meantime, however, I will continue to re-read the books that tell your life story. I will pour over the facts provided in your old textbooks in a very Hermione like fashion. I will also read my children the same bedtime fairy tales that you are reading yours, with the same colorful embellishments that Ron added when you, yourself first heard the tales. I will relive your triumphs and mourn your losses over and over again in the years to come because as your famous creator once said "Hogwarts will always be there to welcome you home".
Lots of love,