A treasured memory of mine is the first time I read Goblet of Fire, it had just come out. My sister and I each bought a copy with our pocket money and sat for the entire day reading it. I can remember exactly where I was when I finished it: it was snowing, I'm snuggled on my grandmother's armchair under a blanket. I read the last line "what's coming will come, and we'll meet it when it does" and the wave of emotion that washes over me is unlike any I've ever experienced while reading (I'm a huge bookworm). That line and feeling has stuck with me ever since, I recall feeling so overwhelmed knowing that from that moment on everything would change for the trio, everything would change for the whole wizarding world and yet I didn't know what was coming. What an adventure.