Let this hopefully be the second week of collective yearning. This has been by far one of the most fun and inspiring trends/movements this site has seen in a long time. Glory to Malfoid!
Un tuit de 2018 que pasó sin pena ni gloria con 50 likes ahora tiene estas estadísticas.
La moraleja es que nunca te rindas. El éxito te puede llegar 8 años después cuando menos te lo esperes.
Sigo pensando que Malfoy debería haber sido mujer.
I think I’m starting to understand why the whole Malfoid phenomenon hit like a freight train.
And I think it has a lot to do with those of us who grew up watching the Harry Potter movies, waiting year after year for the next one.
Yes, the books are much more extensive. They develop characters, relationships, and situations that the movies could barely touch on. That’s not even up for debate. But for many of us, our experience with Harry Potter came mainly through the movies.
And there, if I’m being sincere, Harry’s romances never really felt completely natural.
Cho appeared, and suddenly she was his love interest. Ginny was always there, but when the time came to turn her into Harry’s great romance, for those of us who had only watched the movies, it almost felt as though several pages were missing between one scene and the next. Even Luna would have made a little more sense.
And then someone did something as simple as changing Malfoy’s gender.
And everything changed.
Because Draconia was no longer just the rival. Suddenly, there was another story hidden inside the one we had known all along.
Seven books and eight movies about Harry and Voldemort could also become the story of two children growing up together. Like an hourglass, every encounter, every fight, every insult, and every year at Hogwarts allowed another tiny grain of sand to fall.
He was a boy who had only just discovered the magical world.
She was a girl who had been raised to despise everything he represented.
She was taught that she was supposed to hate him.
And she couldn’t.
I think that’s a big part of why so many people became so invested in this, especially men. Because it doesn’t just transform Harry Potter. It feeds a fantasy that is much simpler and far more human:
To experience a beautiful romance in the middle of an extraordinary life.
And maybe that’s why stories like these captivate us so deeply.
I actually like The Lord of the Rings more than Harry Potter. But there’s something fantasy can offer us that our everyday lives rarely can.
Because life on this side of reality can be, in one word, boring.
Monotonous.
Of course, there are good things. There are beautiful places. I have my motorcycle, I go to the gym, I can cook something delicious, and there are plenty of things I enjoy about my life. But millions of other people can ride a motorcycle, work out, or cook a great meal too.
There’s no castle waiting for us when we turn eleven.
We don’t discover that another world has been hiding behind our own.
And chances are, we won’t meet someone who started out as our childhood rival, grew up alongside us, and after years of fighting and clashing, somehow became the love of our life.
Then a story like this comes along and touches something that had been sleeping inside us for years.
Not necessarily because we want to be Harry Potter.
Maybe it’s simply because, for a little while, we get to glimpse the kind of story we would have loved to live ourselves.
Or maybe because we get to return to a story we loved as children and ask ourselves:
What if it had ended differently?