I really love Harry Potter. For so many reasons. Foreshadowing, whimsy, character development, Hagrid, Harry, dragons, friendship, castles, The Weasley’s, love, Dumbledore, house elves, and a million other things.
After I had Owen, however, my view of Harry changed. Before I had Owen I always imagined what it would be like if I had to live under a cupboard under the stairs. What if I was a wizard? What if my Aunt and Uncle were terrible? After children I find myself wondering, What if Nick and I died and Owen and Maisy were sent to live with the muggles? What if they cried while they looked into the mirror of erised?
Nick and I are not currently defying a wizard of great power and questionable morals, so in that regard, it seems Owen and Maisy are still safe.