Harry Potter & The Prisoner Of Azkaban.
I’d love to be able to say it was some great work of literature, that it’s Pride & Prejudice or Great Expectations or Romeo & Juliet.
But I would be lying, because it’s not. It’s everyone’s favourite boy wizard, Harry Potter.
Whenever I feel low, I’ve had a bad day, I pick up my very battered, very well loved copy of Harry Potter & The Prisoner Of Azkaban from the bookshelf and curl up with a mug of coffee and some chocolate cake and it’s like everything just goes away. It’s the equivalent of a big hug in book format.
I love… pretty much everything about it. Blowing up Aunt Marge, Dementors, Werewolves, time travel, Sirius Black. Remus Lupin. Peter Pettigrew. The Marauders. So much love.
Why do I feel a Harry Potter series re-read coming along?