You know very well that you will never have read to much of Harry Potter!!! ::sniffs::
You say things to people like "Wingardium Leviosa!" and "Expelliarmus!" to trolls and incompetent professors.
You've read all the Harry Potter books out so far ten or mais times!!! (I have!!!)
You follow any kids around with any of the character's names, prodding them to do magic.
You often call a teacher you don't like "Snape."
You're always getting weird looks from people when you ask if they have possibly seen your toad.
Your parents think you're nuts; this is because you often ride around your início on a vassoura trying to fly.
You try every dia to get people to mover in pictures.
You have a wand that you use a lot.
Your teachers keep wondering why you turn in your homework on parchment.
You have two sets of each book and send off mais copies to friends and penpals (me!) and recommend the books to relatives who are weirder than you.
Your two sets of each book are seperated this way: One to read over and over, spill things on, drop, crinkle, and ruin the pages; and two, to keep pretty on the bookshelf and never touch except to dust.
Your friends wonder where you got the term, "The only fly in the ointment." ::sniffs:: They laughed at it the first ten times you said it. ::sniffs:: (I will be saying it when I actually talk to anybody!!!)
You constantly pester your family to mover to Britain so you can be closer to J. K. Rowling.
You write to Warner Brothers and Scholastic about Harry Potter and you used to get answers, but now, six months later . . . nope! (No, not me. :-))
You talk in low hisses to snakes who lazily glance at you.
You scower the libraries around your town and school for books like The Standard Book of Spells and Hogwarts, A History and the librarians have to keep repeatedly telling you "WE DON'T HAVE THOSE BOOKS!!!"
You constantly pester your artsy friends to draw pictures out of the Harry Potter books.
You go to Harry websites every day. (ME!!! ::grumbles:: When I'm not in trouble)
You have tons of papers on Harry Potter that you printed off the Internet and used up the toner on.
You have many floppy disks full of Harry Potter stuff.
Your escrivaninha, mesa area always consists of Harry Potter things. (oh, me!)
You made you parents (or parent) read Harry Potter.
You constantly ask the people at Barnes and Noble when the seguinte book is coming in (ME!!!) & when Sorcerer's Stone is going to be stocked in again.
After finally getting a straight answer from these people, you place a hold on the two books.
You try to make your eighteen ano old friend read them and all she'll say is "Ooh! Pictures!" (Sadly, me.)
You go to the zoo and try to speak to the boa, jiboia constrictor.
You go into the bathroom and scratch in a snake in the sink then try to make it open up.
Your friends are always staring at your nice, long eagle feather quill, wondering why you have it.
Your inkwell has spilled many times in your pack.
You keep going to procurar engines, trying to find mais fã sites.
You don't care much for the Scholastic site. (Me, but it's a lot better than the Animorphs and Everworld, at least. :-))
You want a prequel!!!
You want mais than seven books!!! (EVERYONE!! Well, so I don't get flamed, the opinion is varied)
You wonder why Ptolemy is considered a wizard por J. K. Rowling. (Is he?)
You get excited por any Greek/Roman mythology characters mentioned.
You saw the movie "The Haunting" & said flat out that the house was Hogwarts.
You got really excited when the gryffins started moving in the movie!)
You thought a place you went with lots of trees & a lake was the moved backyard of Hogwarts.
You have a turban that smells weird & is a lovely shade of violet.
You say at the beginning of school, "Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak!" (Maybe me, when school starts . . .)
You constantly sing the Sorting Hat's song and the Hogwarts song.
You have seven bottles. (Uh, I have blue bottles, but I doubt that counts. :-))
You stay away from plants with vines for fear of it being a Devil's Snare.
You have a mirror you call "Erised."
You beg your parents to get you an owl.
You want to buy a train & name it the Hogwarts Express.
You constantly quote characters.
You bug other webmistresses and webmasters of Harry Potter websites. (::grins sheepishly::)
You wear black robes and pointed hats.
You glue a compass to the dashboard of your parent's car and try to get the car to fly.
Your attemps to try to fly have gotten you hurt and special appointments . . . :-)
You try to make the Polyjuice Potion.
You get an egg and try to hatch it under a toad. (I have no idea why someone would do this . . .)
You get a diary and never write in it.
You are slightly amused por me. :-)
Your language arts/English teacher hands you a Harry Potter poster, when, though you hadn't asked, you were about to . . . (ME!)
You scream in joy when something about Harry Potter comes on the news or anyplace else.
You eagerly await the fight on MTV's "Death Match" that will contain the following: Harry vs. Draco; Ron vs. Scabbars; Snape vs. Neville's grandmother; you get the idea . . .
You automatically hit anyone (even friends) if they say anything negative about Harry Potter (e.g., "Harry Potter sucks!"), & know they deserved it. (::looks around innocently, then raises her hand::)
You tell adults that they have to read the books and correct the librarian the third book does not have a "bird" on it, but a hippogriff. (I swear to everything possible, me; it just happened)
You dress up as a witch or wizard for Dia das bruxas to show off your spirit. (I've been a witch for Dia das bruxas for nine years! BUWAHAHAHAHAHA!)
You break your arm, then come to school saying that a big black ball hit your arm, and broke it, and then a crazy blond man tried to remove the bones. (Not me; I've never broken a bone in my life, even though I fall down every day!)
You say that despite the fight, you and the dragon are still "good friends," then mutter about "that stupid cantar egg."
You often mutter spells when a teacher/classmate annoys you and you aren't able to use "colorful" language. (::grins::)
Your trip(s) to the Harry Potter movie ended with a mixed reaction. (::refrains from screaming::)
You scare reporters por sending them fã mail for doing a blurb about Harry.
You and your parents cut out every newspaper cartoon you find with reference to Harry Potter (Family Circus, Close to Home, etc.).
You are an avid fã fiction writer/reader.
Any mention of Harry Potter makes you scream, laugh, applaud, or no geral, global just become rather giddy.
Your friends refer to you as "that Harry Potter maniac."
You can name all the first Harry Potter sites that began popping up in mid-1999 (there were only ten of us!).
You meet someone for the first time and demand to know if they like Harry Potter; if they don't, your opinion of them drops several points.
You enter every Harry Potter contest available.
You start getting mad and begin to scream if there is any hint the seguinte book is going to take longer to come out than you think it should!
You actually won a Harry Potter scarf from the 2001 Sears movie contest (my mom, hehe!).
You believe that you know mais about Harry Potter than J. K. Rowling does.
You beg your chemistry teacher to help you make a "potion" and s/he tells you to be quiet because they don't want to be pestered por you any longer (sorry, Mr. Green!).
You find it hilarious that your teachers work at Renaissane Faires because they look a little like the extras running around Diagon Alley in the movie.
People at school call/know you por your Harry Potter screenname.
Anyting remotely related to Harry Potter is gold.