[very long, contented sigh]
You read it, right? You read it? If you didn't read it, WHY ARE YOU HERE? Go read it. Go read it or I'm not friends with you anymore.
[Begin Spoiler for Harry Potter, Book 7. The Deathly Hallows. — Highlight to view]
First, allow me to answer a question. Yes I am completely aware of how much I freaking rock!!!! I mean, I don't know why Percy was at the train station, what with having a country to run and everything. Uh. Um. Anyway!
Even though I was convinced that it would happen, I still wept like a little girl. Actually, once I got into it, I had almost entirely convinced myself that I was wrong, because of George's ear. "Oh!" I thought. "That's great! She just needs to mark one as different from the other! That totally has a comparable emotional resonance! And no one has to die!" Heh. Uh. Oops. I totally cried. I love the twins. Actually, though, I've always loved George more, for some reason. But still.
Actually, okay, you know when I first cried? Luna's eulogy to Dobby. Ach! Ach!! I started to freak out a little bit when they were in her house, because I knew right away that she wasn't really there, and I thought she was dead. I would have lost it. But she wasn't! They were too hard on her father. I mean, there's being brave, and then there's wanting your daughter to not be killed. Plus, I don't want to hear a thing against him because of the scene at the wedding when he told her that if she felt the urge to sing opera, she shouldn't suppress it. That was beautiful. Xenophilius, dudes. What the fuck.
I thought so many people were dead, but then they weren't. I had my heart in my throat anytime Neville did anything. NEVILLE. NEVILLE IS LOVE. Is Neville not love? Neville is love. Neville. Is. Love.
I was so pissed off about Lupin and Tonks, though. Lupin was, if I were to make a vague list, third behind Neville and Ron, for me. I loved him so. Yes, even after the fight thing. Because he is so totally like that. But I love him anyway. And I had so much affection for Tonks. And for a brief shining moment there, they were totally the most awesome couple ever. Also, Holy Christ! What is it with this woman and orphaning babies??
I can't believe Ron and Hermione only got one kiss. Granted, I almost gleed out of my skin when they fell asleep holding hands, but come on! When you're starving, you don't want to be thrown a bone, you want to be thrown a steak.*
* metaphorically. I don't eat cows.
Oh, then there was everything else that happened. Let me sum it up thusly: IT WAS ALL FUCKING AWESOME.
[End Spoiler]
Also, they do indeed have the PotterCast (Heee!!!!!!!!!!![/spoiler]) that I was on up now. I actually think I came out sounding pretty good. Better than it actually was at the time, really. Only, there's one thing, and I cannot stress this enough: My voice is not normally that nasal. Holy crap! Hopefully someone who's actually spoken to me can attest to this fact. Um. I hope. I mean, I am from New Jersey. But normally you can't really tell. I think it's because I've been spending so much time talking with my mother, who seriously does sound like that all the time. It's catching. Like spattergroit.
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Um. I guess we're not friends anymore? Because I am totally not going to read it.
But seriously...I feel like an alien, because apparently EVERYONE ELSE IN THE WORLD is all about the Potter. Or more accurately, I feel like the only human left among the aliens. The Potter Pod People, if you will.
As long as we're on the subject, allow me to complain about something: I'm not normally bothered by West Coast accents too much, but if I have to hear one more newscaster going on about "Hairy" Potter, I'm gonna...do something. I don't know what. Eat chocolate, most likely.
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