Henry Abrams: For The Last Time, I’m Not Harry Potter

Expelliarmus already! 

My entire life has been spent living in the shadow of not one but two giants of nerd culture. My father is none other than J.J. Abrams — bad enough — but making things even worse, I’ve been cursed with genetics that have made me the spitting image of Harry Potter. Cool, right?! Wrong-o, muggle!

I’ve spent the greater part of my 21 years of age explaining to people that I am NOT in fact the titular character to J.K. Rowling’s mega-successful young adult franchise.

I may wear similar glasses and dress like a sensible undergrad, but I am not a wizard. I also do not have a lightning bolt scar on my forehead, although I do collect lightning bugs but who doesn’t? Also for the record, I do not know what Quidditch is nor what a Hogwarts looks like. 

So please, please, please do not assume that I am Harry Potter or that I am familiar with the “Potterverse” simply because I bear a striking resemblance to the character.

It was cute that one time I embraced the similarities during Halloween in grade school, but it’s kind of annoying now, not gonna lie.

I try my best to take it in stride, but Harry Potter fans make it very difficult sometimes. 

To be extra clear, I am not the fictitious Harry Potter NOR am I Daniel Radcliffe, the real-life actor who portrays him.

I’m just Henry Abrams, regular muggle son of a successful Hollywood filmmaker. Hopefully this clears things up. I’m preparing to do a lot of press for our upcoming Spider-Man limited series and I really don’t want to deal with any more Harry Potter questions or comments.

Thank you in advance. 

—Henry “Not Harry Potter” Abrams

P.S. I am also not Peter Parker, for crying out loud!