Well, that went well

(SPOILER ALERT)
Two words that make me cry every time someone mentions them. Two words that make me want to curl into a ball and relive everything. Harry Potter.

I went to see the movie with BB an holy good god. I couldn't believe what I had walked into. The cinema was practically empty, the screen massive and in 3D, it was surely going to be epic. We took our seats, my choice of course and waiting for the literal magic to happen. The movie was amazing. Very well done, absolutely epic, the viewing audience was incredible, they all cheered and whooped at all the right points, we all laughed as Ron and Hermione kissed, how Ginny and Harry looked in 19 years time, and how Draco obeyed his mother. How Neville kicked some serious ass, and how Minerva bounced on the balls of her feet with glee after releasing the guards of Hogwarts.

Snapes memories killed me, a little bit of my soul died today. It's one thing to describe it in the books, it's another to show it, and they did a spectacular job of showing him and Evans together. One single tear ran down my cheek as a I watched in complete and utter awe as Snape found her body sprawled on the floor of her decimated house, a final act to prevent Harry from being slain that night. I didn't cry through the movie, but when the 19 years portion had ended, that's when I completely lost it. The finality of the fact that he had kids, really hit home. I tried my hardest not to bawl into BB's chest as we went to the parking lot. He drove me home and I basically ran out of the car and into my garage, not to get away from him, but because I didn't want him seeing and hearing me cry. As soon as I got into the house, I lost all pretense of composure. I hadn't cried this hard since last year when Dear John was released, or The Last Song... some Nicholas Sparks novel. Anyway!
Everyone deserves a round of applause for this. I cried in my room for a solid twenty minutes and thought back to all the memories!

When I was 11, I desperately wanted some fat man to take me to this whole other world, and no, not in the pedophile kind of way, in the Harry Potter way... It never happened, but a girl can dream can't she?
Every single year at halloween: dress up. The first movie I'd went to see of him, amazing. I remember it exactly, I can even quote it. Perhaps not exactly but more or less.

No more movies. No more books. Nothing from Harry Potter. Silence.

The finality literally hits me over the head and demands more tears.
Farewell Harry Potter, your followers will never forget you.


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