bloody ell, harry.

remember how i blogged because i thought my summer travels had ended?

wrong.

i have the greatest parents in the world,

(aka they get bored when they have nothing to do, so they take me places)

and the weekend before i came back to school we rode the hogwarts express to the

wizarding world of harry potter.

 defense against the dark arts. 

 the sorting hat.

 mmm butterbeer.

pretty sure i spent the majority of the weekend speaking in a british accent

screaming wingardium leviosa

& expecto patronum.

i like to pretend im actually hermione.

(and by that i mean emma watson. sorry im not sorry?)

did i mention i have the best parents ever?
i miss them already.