I'm now reading Harry Potter like everyone else. I wish I had a school to ship off the kids with no money, no parental support, weird scars. They try to look magical with their black and pink hair, black nails, guyliner, and enlongating tight jeans.
I'm drawn to the fringey kids with all the imagination. The jocks who arrive to my seminar class are the ones who roll their eyes at me when I ask them to do ridiculous things like sit on the floor with everyone else. I'm upsetting the social order by not giving them preferential treatment.
If I was Hermione Granger, tonight I'd be able to see in the dark and go for a long, starry hike wearing a cape.
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