Platform Nine and Three Quarters.

Updated on Sep 07, 2011
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accordingtoannika 's Thoughts:

Please check out all the photos of this outfit and read the whole story here!

This is a column I wrote last summer – it pretty much sums up what I feel like at this very moment.

I’m so tired.

It’s like… like all the air has left my lungs, the way it does a balloon that was forgotten in a dark corner after a five year old’s birthday party. Not with a pop nor a bang, but with a slow, inevitable wheeze.

Like I’ve been awake for months.

That’s almost the case. When I get this tired I can’t even muster up enough energy to sleep. Last night I thought I’d succeeded – until I woke up at 3:37am from the kind of nightmare that makes going back to sleep impossible.

It’s the kind of fatigue that overpowers it all. I lose track of time, feel it slipping through my fingers. This morning I took the communter train into Stockholm, finally on the subway I passed the station I was supposed to get off at – twice in a row. I got on the train, blinked, and several stops had already passed by.

That’s how tired I am.

Nothing new about this. The same thing every time I pressure myself a little bit too hard, a little bit too long. Like when you flex a muscle with all your might until the lactic acid kicks in, the muscle starts shivering, shaking, cramping; and when you finally let it relax it feels like you will never, ever in your entire life be able to use it again.

This is what it feels like. Inside my whole body, my soul, all the way through.

I don’t want to work, I don’t want to eat, clean, get dressed or wash my hair. I do it, because I have to, but I don’t want to.

All I want is to flee to Hogwarts.

Only there am I safe.

I have no idea how many times I’ve read Joanne Kathleen Rowling’s books about the young wizard with the lightning bolt shaped scar on his forehead. A lot. Enough times to make every sentence feel like home.

When my Ronnie is done making fun of me for reading “children’s books”, he always asks: but don’t you already know exactly what’s going to happen?

He can’t seem to understand that this is the whole point.

Each time I open the books, I’m sucked straight into the adventures. I’m pulled into the story, drawn by force, losing myself in everything from complicated homework to the battle against evil. I laugh, cry, get nauseous from all the butterflies going nuts in my stomach as I get closer to the life-or-death fights. But whatever turns the story might take, I never have to fear. I know it will all be okay in the end. And right there, in the safety of that insight, I can finally rest.

But the most spectacular thing about the Harry Potter books has to be the amount of pages. No matter how impossible it seems to take on life in this desperatly non-magical world – when I have plowed through all seven books, suddenly enough time has passed that the worst is over. I find myself waking up in the morning, eating breakfast, washing my hair and sitting down at my desk to work. Not because I have to, but because I want to.

It never fails. I have my suspicions there might be magic involved.

Now I have to get back to my book. Harry is just about to battle a fire-breathing Hungarian Horntail.

I know exactly how it’s going to end.

Comments (23)

foxandblackbird on December 25
I just looove this look!
Metric on July 31
I love this outfit!
AnaAchiriloaiei on May 19
honkytonkwomen on September 10
Mimi_Walker on September 09
My inspiration !
plasticflowergarden on September 08
Aaah your column! So great, HP does have such a magical comfort to it; you really feel as if you are part of the stories because you get so wrapped up in them. I feel quite attached to every single character (except Umbridge); so much that Deathly Hallows Pt 2 was the only movie I've cried at since watching The Fox and the Hound as a small child. I think a little bit of Hogwarts lives in everyone.
Necca on September 08
bethanystruble on September 07
of course you know i love you :)
chyrelg on September 07
you are pretty and smart.
immadi on September 07
love the hat, love this look
Gingerly on September 07
anonymours on September 07
lechateaudesfleurs on September 07
Super cool! +1
HannahEvangeline on September 07
I Love it! And Harry Potter! ahh!
LesieP on September 07
these pictures are absolutely stunning!
ShanieSoriano on September 07
So lovely!:D
MeganAshleyM on September 07
I love this comfy-chic look.
natalia_mar on September 07
lovely glasses, hat,and the entire outfit!
KayeRevil on September 07
Take me away to Hogwarts! =) I love the write-up! Keep your posts coming! and oh regarding your look, you totally rock! =)
Zuzana on September 07
Have no idea why everybody thinks that fantasy books are for children :) Love HP and other fantasy especially for the ability to pull you right in to the story so you do not have to think about anything else. I love your make up and hat here. Great jacket.
Catalina_z on September 07
nice boots!
ZaneZanite on September 07
perfect hat and boots
jehanprouvaire on September 07
ow dear this is amazing!! i absolutely adore H.P. and I've been addicted for ten years now, since i was 6:P I write fanfiction, obsess abour Remus and Tonks, and and have 2 or 3 inspired looks!! You pull off the style perfectly as always!! gorgeous boots and hat and i adoer your classy coat and retro bag!! ive been searching for you glasses for so long!! you are STUNNING!! faved, of course!!<3
jehanprouvaire on September 07
if you have time you can check out the outfit on which I fly on my broomstick as a hufflepuff student:P i think you'd like it<3
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