You are my hero. Your stickability and perseverence are legend. Your ukelele skills will be written into campfire songs when third generation Potter fanfic fans gather together in ecologically-friendly meet-ups.

May I say how much I love your dialogue? It sparkles. Sparkles, it does :)

Was kind of waiting for the blades of grass in Harry's underpants at the end though. Although it was a ver impressive and expressive snog.

Truly a modern classic!