So when I was in middle school, my school would have Harry Potter days. Everyone dressed as a Harry Potter character. I was always Hermione, though if the fifth book had been released I would definitely have dressed as Luna. There were costume contests -- which my brother (dressed as Harry) and I usually won. The teachers who could themed their classes around magic or witchcraft or something Potterish. It was all great fun.

On the same subject, I was exposed to HP shortly after the first book was published because a friend of mine bought it when he was in England, brought it back to school with him, and demanded that our homeroom teacher read it out loud to us. Good times, good times.

I have no idea why I thought of this just now. Getting nostalgic for the old times while buried knee-deep in statistics assignments, perhaps?