I dressed as Harry Potter while my sister dressed as the invisibility cloak, and had her picture taken for the staff newsletter. When the Order of the Phoenix, the fifth book in the series was released, I queued outside ASDA at midnight. I even had a themed 18th birthday party where a friend turned up as Dobby the House Elf, dressed in just a pillowcase. ![]() My siblings and I begged my parents to take us to The Wizarding World of Harry Potter resort in Florida where we drank Butterbeer, and my sister was ‘the chosen one’ in Ollivander’s wand shop. I had the scarves, the merch, the posters, badges, outfits. I was a huge Harry Potter fan (the word ‘was’ here is important). These inanimate objects, and everything they stood for now disgusted me ![]() I once devoured these books, but now I despised them. These inanimate objects, and everything they stood for now disgusted me.Īs a feminist and trans ally, I feel like I can’t own them any longer. ![]() Looking back, they should have gone in the bin – where they belonged. But, to me, the poison ivy is so entangled in the bricks and mortar that it’s impossible to separate. ![]() Then, I threw them into the charity pile – hoping someone would be able to separate the art from the artist.
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