The Moon is distant from the sea,

And yet, with amber hands
She leads him, docile as a boy,
Along appointed sands.

He never misses a degree —
Obedient to her eye
He comes just so far toward the town,
Just so far goes away.

Oh, Signor, thine the amber hand
And mine, the distant sea —
Obedient to the least command,
Thine eye impose on me.

—Emily Dickinson, The Moon is distant from the Sea

July 15, 2011. We've all been waiting for it. The end of it all - or so the advertisements say.

See, we know better. We know that it will never end. Of course, I can only be talking about one thing: Deathly Hallows part 2.

The dedication of the seventh book was split seven ways. The first six were people. The seventh? 'To all of you, who have stuck with Harry until the very end.'

We all know that it will never end. We've been there with Harry through it all: We've watched the spiders crawling in the cupboard under the stairs, we've sat through Potions class, we've hexed Malfoy, we've caught the Snitch in that one moment of glory. On that day, at Midnight, it was all over. But the Magic will never fade.

This is for all of us - all of us who have stuck with Harry until the very end. All of us who will always carry the Magic with us in our hearts.

THANK YOU, J. K. ROWLING FOR GIVING US THE MAGIC!

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