Friday, October 19, 2007

A magical night

It all started out one day when my friends and I decided that we wanted to do something outrageously fun...
"OMG Reema! Why don't we go to books-a-million and have like a Harry Potter Night or something?" Kirsten asked me.
"Kirsten are you serious?"
"I am so totally serious," she said.
I didn't like the idea at first. I thought it was completely dorky and that Kirsten was out of her mind, but then I thought, maybe it would be fun. What the heck, I like Harry Potter, ok I'll go. So I told Kirsten that I was all in for the idea. Of course we just had to invite the usual people: Catherine, Savanna, and Katelyn. They all said that they would come. Thinking carefully, we came up with the idea to have a Harry Potter extravaganza! Just all day packed full of nothing but activities that involved Harry Potter! Since the 6th movie was also out in theaters, we decided to see that and then maybe spend the night at someone's house. So we called everyone back, and they agreed to the new revised plan. Catherine also said that all of us were allowed to 'camp out' at her house for the night. Also while I was on the phone with Kirsten, we decided who would be what character. Savanna and Catherine would be Crabbe and Goyle, the fat twins just because they wanted to. We assigned Katelyn Dobby the short, stumpy, fragile house-elf because she basically is short and stumpy. Kirsten decided that she wanted to be Hermionie. Then we get to me, oh yeah! I decided that I wanted to be three people: The fat lady that can't sing, the whomping willow, and the random Indian girl. Now that we all had our characters picked out we were so incredibly pumped about the actual day!
It was finally that monumental of a day, July 23rd. We all first met up at the movies. You could see all of our faces grinning to their fullest extent. We did not dress up of course because none of the characters in the book or movies wore their wizard robes on a daily basis. Instead we had nametags that said 'hello my name is: (insert preferred charter here). We all showed off our awesome nametags at the movies and everyone fell in love with them. We then sat ourselves down in the very top row of the movie theater having the smell of buttered popcorn. The movie started and all of us, excited at the thought that the gorgeous, hansome, and incredibly hot Daniel Radcliffe was going to be in it, were excited to see it. As the movie rolled on, I didn't expect it to be so incredibly funny. Catherine and I laughed the entire time! Glaring eyes of all the people around us were sending signals to stop laughing, but we didn't care. After about two and a half hours, the movie sadly came to an end. It was pretty much awesome, although, it could have used more details.
After the movie was completed, we all hopped into a car and drove over to Books-A-Million. All of our mouths were dropping at the sight of the crowd. There were seriously about 500 people there. The first thought that came to my mind was, "wow I can't believe how many nerds there are." Yeah that was rude, but that is what I thought. Ok so it was like already 10.30 at night, so we skipped Harry Potter for a while and rushed toward the coffee line, but the line was huge! So we just stood there goofing off and talking to all the people we knew. Then we finally got to the front! I was so excited. I knew exactly what I wanted: the vanilla bean frappe. Then when I got it, it had absolutely no ounce of caffeine in it. Urgh I was so angry. So I cast a spell on the attendant out of frustration (lepidus frontum) and *poof* her head was spinning around and around and she was jumping on one leg. I just kind of winced and then walked away.
For the rest of the night we just walked around the store looking at all the activities they had. We took part in broom flying 101. We weren't considered "up to professional flying standards" so you can say. While we kept walking people dressed in long, billowing black robes kept brushing past us yelling some kind of wizard language. So of course I responded back, but I had no clue on earth what I was saying. With my eyes wandering around in every direction, it was seriously an experience to see everyone in their different costumes and how much people were actually into this cultural phenomenon. So we kept walking around until someone released what seemed to be a wild tiger or something of that sort. Everyone in the store went rushing toward the front of the counter. A line soon formed snaking in and out of the aisles and then out of the store. Completely shocked and taken aback, all of us didn't realize how many people had come to buy a book at midnight. None of us were going to buy the book that night, so we left to go to Catherine's house to camp out.
As soon as we got there, we all put on our pajamas an got our stuff ready to camp outside. We're all carrying bundles upon bundles of sleeping bags down the steep steps into the back yard. When we stepped outside we all saw it, this enormous castle like tent Catherine's dad built for us. A fire was burning in the corner of the yard to keep us warm on the chilly, breezy, cold night. Already being pumped from the book launch party, we stared taking loads of pictures to remember the night by. It was like a strenuous workout taking some pictures. Trying to get an ariel shot, we put the camera between our extended legs to attempt to get the picture. Of course, that didn't work out as planned.
It was already pretty late into the night, and then I suddenly remembered something Catherine had told me some time before. She had said that her brother randomly came up to her one day and asked her if she would challenge him to a duel. This statement cracked Kirsten and I up so much. So at 3.17 in the morning, creeping up the steps carefully, Kirsten and I entered Ralph's room.
"Komodo Wood," we both shouted in unison.
Ralph, at first, was completely shock as to the fact that we were in his room, then sporatically jumping out of his chair he began to duel with us. A battle lasting about 28 minutes went on and on getting more intensely heart-pumping. Then finally, with one final spell, Kirsten and I defeated Ralph. He was a good contender, but he fell short to the awesome duo of Kirsten and Reema.
After the remarkable duel Kirsten and I took part in, all of us got into our sleeping bags eating the most unhealthy of snacks blabbing up a storm. We talked about everything and anything imaginable. Such as what we did over the summer, what we were looking forward to, boys, what we were going to do in the morning, boys, Katelyn, boys, movies, boys, random things, and most importantly BOYS!! Finally it was about 4.00 in the morning and we could see the sun about to rise. We all said our prayers and fell asleep with memories that we would never forget.
The sun had risen and ironically we were awaked by a rooster cock-a-doodle-dooing. Pretty soon all of our parents would be coming and we would have to say goodbye to such a wonderful memory. Gathering our sleeping bags, we all looked up at each other and just laughed. I don't know why, but we usually do that anyways. I soon realized that this was the last time we would all be seeing each other for a while, due to the fact that each one of us were going on vacation for the next few weeks, I just reminisced on the past day and gathered all the memories we made so I could remember them for the rest of the summer. Harry Potter night was the most awesome thing that I did all summer and going to it with my best friends in the world made it 100 times better!

1 comment:

E.V. said...

I really liked your voice in this Reema. It was written in the exact way I would imagine you telling me this story in person.
Apart from a few spelling errors, your memoir is fabulous!

BTW, I was at the Potter Party at B-A-M, too. We saw each other there. Haha.