I received news a few weeks ago that my best friend was moving to a city miles away. i would either have to take a ferry or a plane to visit her.
I started to get flash backs of the moments we shared together and there’s one in particular that stuck out to me: our Harry Potter marathons.
we’ve been doing this annually for many years now and no matter how busy we are, we always watch Harry Potter with the rest of our gang (there’s 4 of us altogether).
we watch a HP film every night till x mas.
those memories of sipping mugs of hot chocolate and huddling under blankets whilst the rain pelted down on the windows as Harry battled the Hungarian Wormtail dragon in the Goblet of Fire
mean more to me now then ever.
we went from stressing about high school exams to applying to universities together - hoping with all our might that we’d be accepted to the same university - and we were.
it was on one of these marathon nights that we decided what papers we would take and tried to figure out how we would meet at uni as we had chosen different majors.
last year when we once again met at my place for our annual HP marathon, we discussed work placements and made a pact to get our restricted drivers license.
it felt like any other year.
little did we know about the turn that life was about to take.
her father received a job offer in Dunedin and though I’m genuinely happy for them, I obviously can’t help but feel guttered.
my best friend is leaving.
as I watch HP & the Goblet of Fire tonite, it feels different.
but oddly there’s also a sense of familiarity in watching this film.
as Harry tries to figure out how he is supposed to take both Ron and Fleur’s sister up to the surface, I realise that my current predicament is a challenge.
I gotta figure out how to adjust to this change in my life, it’s not a desirable change for me but I have no choice.
i am naive that our group may become a bit distant after her departure & tho we’ve been thru worse before and gotten thru it, we’ve never gone thru something like this before.
none of us have moved out of town before. we’ve all grown up here. together.
I like to think that we as individuals theoretically make up Hogwarts.
we are home to each other and whether we come back by watching a video or reading a stupid note we wrote to each other in Biology class, we will always be there to welcome each other home.
wherever you go, I’ll always be there.
we’ll always be there.
we may not randomly see each other on the train on the way to uni whilst we’re both half asleep,
neither will we wait outside each other’s lecture halls so that we can leave together to go to that cheap coffee place where we have our coffee dates,
we won’t be able to see each other on our birthdays and purposely gift each other embarrassing gifts and we won’t see each other on Eid either.
it’s the one time of the year when we’re all dressed up and take full advantage of taking selfies then later realise we look ridiculous.
I don’t know when we’ll meet again but as I sit here at your house for possibly the last time surrounded by our gang + our families I just hope we can continue being Hogwarts for each other.
we may go thru the next phase of our lives in separate cities but we shall in someway or another be a part of each other’s lives.
and maybe that’s all that matters.