Leaf Chucker/ Harry Potter Enthusiast


I have spent all day trying to work through my summer school packets and am almost done with one. I have three days to do four so today I am going into super focus mode. Hopefully I will be able to do this. Now I should probably explain the title of this post.

My mom's friend's daughter (let's call her Marie) gave me some leaf shaped bath bombs that her step-sister gave her that she didn't want. So I pulled in a score of six leaf shaped, beige bath bombs. The three that are on the more orange side smell like musty baby powder so maybe I won't keep them after all. The beige ones smell like old lady perfume punched me in the nose so actually i'm not going to keep either of them. Not score. I was super excited though, I've been wanting to try out a bath bomb since I discovered they existed. I mean look at them!
If that doesn't make you want to go out and buy five I don't know what will. But I don't want to smell like musty baby powder or old lady perfume so I'm sorry but I am going to have to chuck those leaves. I have spent a weirdly long time on YouTube watching videos of people dissolving bath bombs. Don't judge me they're pretty! There was one where they did this Harry Potter bath bomb that dissolves to reveal a house color. Basically you get sorted by fizzy soap. But still cool! I already know what house I am in. There are many online quizzes that will tell you what house you are in but I took the quiz on Pottermore so that's the quiz I go for. They have updated the quiz so I took it twice but the more recent one is more accurate. For example, the first time my mom took it she got Slytherin and was upset but the second time she took it she got Gryffindor. I definitely think she is more of a Gryffindor than a Slytherin. The first time I took it I got Hufflepuff but the second time I took it I got Ravenclaw.
Here is a chart for anyone not familiar with the four houses of Hogwarts. I am actually wearing my Ravenclaw T-shirt right now. Although I am a Ravenclaw I do hold a special place in my heart for Hufflepuff from when I was sorted there. So when I say I'm a Harry Potter fan I mean I am a big fan. I have read all seven books and seen all eight movies multiple times and have a lot of merchandise. I have a wand (I got it from Harry Potter World in Universal Studios), I have my letter from Hogwarts (which my mom got ordered in the mail for my eleventh birthday), and a stuffed snowy owl named Hedwig. Now that's devoted enough but you know it's bad if you read or write fanfiction for whatever your a fan of. I have read all sorts of wacky fanfiction for Harry Potter, I have attempted writing fanfiction and have *gasp* ships for characters. I also maybe read all the conspiracy theories about the Harry Potter universe. I am a fan of quite a few things but there nothing on Earth I am as massive (and slightly crazy) of a fan of as I am of Harry Potter.

Yes, I am aware that a large portion of fanfiction is really bad or just plain smut. However, there are some good fics tucked away in the internet. Sometimes they aren't good though. Sometimes, they are so not-good that they become hilarious. There is one specifically that my Aunt April showed to me that I can always count on for a good laugh:
Hogwarts School of Prayer and Miracles Fanfiction
This fanfiction is so funny. It's this woman who decided that her children shouldn't read books about witchcraft and rewrote the first Harry Potter book. It's not full book length but oh my word... I highly recommend it. Of course it might not be for everyone but I like to view it as something that shouldn't be taken seriously. In fact I just looked it up on Snopes, it's a satire. You can tell reading it that it's a satire. Anyway, still funny. I myself am religious but I think that it's okay to laugh at this. I should probably eat dinner and do more summer school work.

See you later!
(How did end up talking about Harry Potter when I began with Bath Bombs?)

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