Just something about reading Harry Potter.
For the first time you read it, you go through a whirlpool of emotions, the characters you were rooting for die, the number of events that happen, etc, that just shape you in a way.
However, the next time you read it, you encounter the characters all over again. You understand them all over again.
You understand Snape's resentment to Harry.
You understand that Petunia still loved Lily even though she denied it.
You understand the lengths Snape went through to protect Harry.
You meet Sirius Black. You meet Remus Lupin. You meet Peter Pettigrew. You meet James Potter. You meet the Marauders.
You meet Ron, Hermione, Harry. You meet Draco, Narcissa, Andromeda. You meet Molly, Arthur, Tonks. You meet those who sacrificed themselves, you meet those who've been so changed and altered by the events that took place, they're almost unrecognisable. You meet those who lived to tell their tales.
And you meet the people you hate — Umbridge, Fudge, Pettigrew, Lucius Malfoy, Crabbe, Goyle, Parkinson.
You meet so many people, you form so many relationships — you love some of these people, and you hate some of these people.
The first time you read Harry Potter? The emotions you feel are of hope, of happiness, of a childish innocence.
The second time you read it, however? You are filled with longing, a yearning, a dread for all the lives lost that you cannot save, that you cannot bring back. You've matured now, and you know what will happen next.
You are filled with a sense of home for what would never be.
And the next time you read it, the same emotions conflict you. You feel a sense of love, laughter, happiness, joy, mourning, grief, yearning, loathing... you feel a sense of home, a sense of love, a sense of warmth.
Just like Harry did at Hogwarts.
