This song has been on repeat in these parts for its introspective vibe, and for my memories of the moment of friendship it marked in the play from which it is writ. Part of Imogen Heap’s wondrous score for the Harry Potter plays, it’s one of the most magical points in the story, not for the stagecraft wizardry at work but for the simple emotional arc it creates.
A quick little counterpoint to the action and the special effects, it reminded the audience that the most mesmerizing moments in the theater – and in life – are not the pyrotechnics and explosions, but rather the quiet little times of connection and friendship that get us through the difficult things life is constantly throwing in our way.
That’s the stuff of magic. That’s the stuff of enchantment.
I’m lucky to be so rich in friends and family that I don’t need the fireworks or the pizzazz – they are fine to complement and accent the tapestry of what really matters, but they are not required. Friendships sparkle with laughter and tears, love glows with glorious warmth and the heat of many years – these wonders conjure all the charms we ever needed.
