I never thought the day would come...

...where I would tell my brothers, "Stop talking about Harry Potter and go to sleep!" But it has. I should be ashamed of myself, not to mention, that's so hypocritical. But my brothers are obsessive about things, and they talk a lot in bed. They're three chapters into the first HP book (and of course, I keep requesting to be the one who puts them to bed, so I can read to them), and now Noam keeps running back to my room to ask things like "Is the part where Uncle Vernon sleeps in a sleeping bag in the movie?" and to ask me just how scary the movies are. I don't know why the movie is so important to them, but then, I'm not as much a fan of the movies as I am of the books. So maybe I'm not that much of a hypocrite...