Seven years ago today, when Kurt and I were of some indiscernible age, we, like many of you, embarked on our last journey with Harry & Co. Though we didn’t know each other then, I like to think it was a shared experience nonetheless. Over the years our love for the series and the characters hasn’t diminished, and we’ve stayed up many a night embroiled in lengthy debates over who belongs in which house - Kurt insists that he’s a Slytherin and I’m a Hufflepuff, while I’m more inclined to think he belongs in Ravenclaw, with me in Gryffindor. We’ve even started charting out a musical version of the books, (but I get to play Harry). Anyway, it goes without saying that a Harry Potter themed wedding would be right up our alley, complete with Butter Beer, a golden snitch wedding cake, and a book “bouquet”.