This is IT, my friends. The final illustration of book one! I DEEED EEEET! And I have to say, this is a measure of my true commitment to drawing Harry Potter fanart. Here I am, sitting in a sweltering room with no AC, taking the time to scan and edit this piece for your enjoyment. The scan came out too dark, so the texture of the paper got obliterated, which is a shame. But I don't have to patience to scan it again. And thank the saints for Photomerge in Adobe CS, because now I no longer have to fiddle with trying to get multiple scans of my original image to line up.

"Please cheer up, Hagrid, we saved the Stone, it's gone, and he can't use it. Have a Chocolate Frog, I've got loads..."
Hagrid wiped his nose on the back of his hand and said, "That reminds me. I've got yeh a present."
"It's not a stoat sandwich, is it?" said Harry anxiously, and at last Hagrid gave a weak chuckle.
"Nah. Dumbledore gave me the day off yesterday ter fix it. 'Course, he shoulda sacked me instead---anyway, got yeh this..."
It seemed to be a handsome, leather-covered book. Harry opened it curiously. It was full of wizard photographs. Smiling and waving at him from every page were his mother and father.
"Sent owls off ter all yer parent's old school friends, askin' fer photos...knew yeh didn' have any...d'yeh like it?"
Harry couldn't speak, but Hagrid understood.

12x12" pencil, ebony, and white chalk on charcoal paper.