My Horcrux


I like to consider myself a Harry Potter fanatic.  I own two different sets of the series (American and U.K. versions), am working on my third (illustrated version) and have read them several times.  I even purchased the Audible versions and have listened to the series at least three times while currently using them to get me to sleep when anxious. But that isn’t the only way Harry Potter is going to get me through this battle.  Some people name their tumors to help with the process but that is a little too much personification for me, so instead I am referring to it as my Horcrux.  “Neither can live while the other survives”.  This is the Horcrux that was never meant to be and needs to be destroyed for me to continue living.  I told my husband and he recommended that we immediately pack our bags to search for the sword of Gryffindor but also keep an eye out on Amazon’s stock of Basilisk fangs.  When I finally find the key to destroying this Horcrux, I plan on celebrating with some Butterbeers in Diagon Alley. Cheers!


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