Yep.You HP fans know the moment Im talking about.You know,that moment when Hedwig's Theme played for the last time,when toi wanted to cry and cheer,scream and weep at the same time...that time toi knew it was ending yet refused to accept it.That moment,when all the boundaries vanished,when we all rose together from different places,from different countries,we all came together,clapping,smiling and crying at the same time.That was the moment when we found that,nothing has really changed,despite everything that has.Amidst the thunderous applause and the shouts and cries in the theater all,we knew that there has never been anything like Harry Potter.And there never will be..and that the oak doors of Hogwarts will always balançoire, swing open to us in welcome...
WE WILL NEVER FORGET YOU,HARRY...
WE WILL NEVER FORGET YOU,HARRY...
Harry woke with a start as Teddy’s cries pierced the small room. He groggily climbed out of the warm lit and stumbled over to the berceau, couffin par the window. In the moonlight he could see that Teddy’s hair was bright pink. Chuckling to himself, he lifted the baby out of the lit de bébé and started over to the rocking chair.
He fed Teddy some warm milk.He stopped crying. Harry smiled,and Teddy smiled back.Harry put him back in the crib.Instantly Teddy fell asleep.
He fed Teddy some warm milk.He stopped crying. Harry smiled,and Teddy smiled back.Harry put him back in the crib.Instantly Teddy fell asleep.
