harry potter and the sorcerer's stone

When she wrote these words in that little cafe in Edinburgh, JK Rowling could never have known how true they would become.

Chapter twelve: The Mirror of Erised

She was a very pretty woman. She had dark red hair and her eyes - her eyes are just like mine, Harry thought, edging a little closer to the glass. Bright green - exactly the same shape, but then he noticed that she was crying; smiling, but crying at the same time. The tall, thin, black-haired man standing next to her put his arm around her. He wore glasses, and his hair was very untidy. It stuck up at the back, just like Harry’s did.
Harry was so close to the mirror now that his nose was nearly touching that of his reflection.
‘Mum?’ he whispered. 'Dad?’
They just looked at him, smiling. And slowly, Harry looked into the faces of the other people in the mirror and saw other pairs of green eyes like his, other noses like his, even a little old man who looked as though he had Harry’s knobbly knees - Harry was looking at his family, for the first time in his life.
The Potters smiled and waved at Harry and he stared hungrily back at them, his hands pressed flat against the glass as though he was hoping to fall right through it and reach them. He had a powerful kind of ache inside him, half joy, half terrible sadness.

I laugh at how the Harry Potter movies always had to one-up the books like

Book 1: Harry keeps Quirrell from the Stone, passes out and Quirrell dies
Warner Bros: aye let’s have Harry fucking murder Quirrell and then Voldemort can fly straight through him lmao
Book 2: Harry fights the Basilisk
Warner Bros: CLIMB. THE. STATUE!
Book 3: Harry blows up Aunt Marge
Warner Bros: *sends her outside like a lost balloon* lol bye bye
Book 4: Harry cleverly tricks the dragon and gets to the golden egg
Warner Bros: DRAGON CHASE! FLY POTTER! FLY FOR YOUR FUCKING LIFE! Oh, and kill the dragon..
Book 5: Fred and George summon their brooms and fly out of the school
Warner Bros: FIREWORKSSS!!!!!!
Book 6: Quiet Christmas at the Burrow discussing Draco, the Prince and Fenrir
Warner Bros: LIGHT ‘EM UP UP UP, LIGHT ‘EM UP UP UP, LIGHT ‘EM UP UP UP, I’M ON FIYAHHH!!!
Book 7: Voldemort duels Harry in the Great Hall, instantly defeated because the Elder Wand is Harry’s
Warner Bros: Hold my Butterbeer

“Don’t worry, the Weasleys are more than a match for the Bludgers — I mean, they’re like a pair of human Bludgers themselves.”
J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone

“One can never have enough socks,” said Dumbledore. “Another Christmas has come and gone and I didn’t get a single pair. People will insist on giving me books.”
-J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone

Chapter two: The Vanishing Glass

Harry moved in front of the tank and looked intently at the snake. He wouldn’t have been surprised if it had died of boredom itself - no company except stupid people drumming their fingers on the glass trying to disturb it all day long. It was worse than having a cupboard as a bedroom, where the only visitor was Aunt Petunia hammering on the door to wake you up - at least he got to visit the rest of the house.
The snake suddenly opened its beady eyes. Slowly, very slowly, it raised its head until its eyes were on a level with Harry’s.
It winked.
Harry stared. Then he looked quickly around to see if anyone was watching. They weren’t. He looked back at the snake and winked, too.