Judging by my childhood, it’s probably an understatement to say I’m a fan of the Harry Potter books/movies.
(Multiple) birthday parties, dress-up days, book releases and role playing during recess: I did all of that with a cloak on and a wand in tow (which I kept in a special wand pocket my mom had sewn into my cloak). My friend Heather and I even spent a sleepover making our way through boxes of Bertie Botts.
Me as Hermione. TBH my hair was always like that.
Apparently Hermione owned Hedwig for a little while.
HP was life. Pure and simple. So you can imagine my joy when I learned it would enter our life again, this time in a super cool 19-year-later-play-script book. BLESS YOU J.K ROWLING.
To celebrate, you must put aside your Muggle (err, No-Maj) ways and make the most quintessential of magical treats. I don’t know about you, but this weekend, I intend to turn the kitchen into my very own Honeydukes/Three Broomsticks. Don’t mind me.
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Butterbeer Cupcakes (#FoodStylingGoals)