Stopping to reflect on pg. 624.
more crossposting.
Okay. So. Not done. But I'm on pg. 624. And.
J.K.ROWLING. I REALLY HATE YOU.
So, by page 480-ish I was very, "Okay, either Voldie or Snape for sure," and then Snape being all, "LEMME SEE YOUR BOOK" kinda made me feel.... I'm not sure why, but it made me find the Half Blood Prince increasingly Snapeish. Because especially after bagging on Rowling for being predictable last night, I was a little ashamed of myself (a lot) and remembered I should not be taking lightly this woman's love of shocking the crap out of people. And she basically screams throughout the whole book that Voldie = half blood.
By page 520-ish, I said aloud to myself, "Oh, Dumbledore, you are so dying in this book. Like Gandalf. Oh, well." When he still wasn't dead post-Horcrux mission, I was a little put off, and then Draco burst out, and I was totally confused because no way Draco can do something like that -- J.K. doesn't like him enough, but hmm, maybe? The persuading of Draco to the light made me choke on air because I couldn't believe it and was so ready to cry for joy.
Then the other DE's pop out, and I was all, "Okay, bye, Dumblydore, for reals this time," but then WHAT? THEY'RE not going to kill him either?
It was when Snape killed Dumbledore that I died inside. Because I secretly loved that man, Snape. DO YOU REALIZE HOW BRILLIANTLY CONVOLUTED A CHARACTER HE COULD HAVE BEEN? And I cannot forgive Rowling for what she did. Unless there is a deeper reason for Snape's betrayal than some grudge he couldn't get over.
Blah, blah, people are safe, blah, blah, EEW GINERVA~~~*bleh*, oh, he died, Pheonix song, starting to feel a little remorse for Dumbly (who I loved, don't get me wrong, but when you come to terms with his death and anticipate it some-what excitedly for about half an hour or so, you know~). FLEUR IS THE BEST, and then. There is a screeching halt, bleeding eyes, and I have to set this book down.
Because, Rowling. You subject me to: 1. Harry/Ginny; 2. Evil!Snape; 3. LOSS OF DRACO'S CHANCE FOR SALVATION, WHAT?
Okay. Fine. But ISN'T THAT QUITE ENOUGH WITHOUT ADDING REMUS/TONKS TO THE BATCH?
I really can't stand that coupling. Oh. God. And in love with Sirius -- Harry, you idiot, THEY'RE COUSINS. But OH MY GOD, ROWLING, WHY REMUS/TONKS? It's like a very. Bad. Fanfic. Aah, you tear Harry from me, but REMUS, TOO? And I used to like Tonks. T_T But what?! She's dying over what?! She's losing her magic and looking ready to keel herself for six hundred pages because REMUS LUPIN DOESN'T LOVE HER BACK?! -- no, I'm sorry, I wouldn't be so distressed if it were unrequited -- because Remus Lupin loves her back but refuses to be with her because he's a werewolf.
It just occured to me that she might also be worrying for his life with Fernir (NORSE MYTHOLOGY, YES), but. Still. After reading that, I had a little screaming fit to myself and quite violently threw the book down. Ew, ew, ew.
Also. R.A.B. What was Regulus Black's middle name?
Anyway, now that I feel a little better inside from vented so vehemently against this book. I hate/love/hate/hate it so far. But there are a couple chapters left. Better finish up~
Okay. So. Not done. But I'm on pg. 624. And.
J.K.ROWLING. I REALLY HATE YOU.
So, by page 480-ish I was very, "Okay, either Voldie or Snape for sure," and then Snape being all, "LEMME SEE YOUR BOOK" kinda made me feel.... I'm not sure why, but it made me find the Half Blood Prince increasingly Snapeish. Because especially after bagging on Rowling for being predictable last night, I was a little ashamed of myself (a lot) and remembered I should not be taking lightly this woman's love of shocking the crap out of people. And she basically screams throughout the whole book that Voldie = half blood.
By page 520-ish, I said aloud to myself, "Oh, Dumbledore, you are so dying in this book. Like Gandalf. Oh, well." When he still wasn't dead post-Horcrux mission, I was a little put off, and then Draco burst out, and I was totally confused because no way Draco can do something like that -- J.K. doesn't like him enough, but hmm, maybe? The persuading of Draco to the light made me choke on air because I couldn't believe it and was so ready to cry for joy.
Then the other DE's pop out, and I was all, "Okay, bye, Dumblydore, for reals this time," but then WHAT? THEY'RE not going to kill him either?
It was when Snape killed Dumbledore that I died inside. Because I secretly loved that man, Snape. DO YOU REALIZE HOW BRILLIANTLY CONVOLUTED A CHARACTER HE COULD HAVE BEEN? And I cannot forgive Rowling for what she did. Unless there is a deeper reason for Snape's betrayal than some grudge he couldn't get over.
Blah, blah, people are safe, blah, blah, EEW GINERVA~~~*bleh*, oh, he died, Pheonix song, starting to feel a little remorse for Dumbly (who I loved, don't get me wrong, but when you come to terms with his death and anticipate it some-what excitedly for about half an hour or so, you know~). FLEUR IS THE BEST, and then. There is a screeching halt, bleeding eyes, and I have to set this book down.
Because, Rowling. You subject me to: 1. Harry/Ginny; 2. Evil!Snape; 3. LOSS OF DRACO'S CHANCE FOR SALVATION, WHAT?
Okay. Fine. But ISN'T THAT QUITE ENOUGH WITHOUT ADDING REMUS/TONKS TO THE BATCH?
I really can't stand that coupling. Oh. God. And in love with Sirius -- Harry, you idiot, THEY'RE COUSINS. But OH MY GOD, ROWLING, WHY REMUS/TONKS? It's like a very. Bad. Fanfic. Aah, you tear Harry from me, but REMUS, TOO? And I used to like Tonks. T_T But what?! She's dying over what?! She's losing her magic and looking ready to keel herself for six hundred pages because REMUS LUPIN DOESN'T LOVE HER BACK?! -- no, I'm sorry, I wouldn't be so distressed if it were unrequited -- because Remus Lupin loves her back but refuses to be with her because he's a werewolf.
It just occured to me that she might also be worrying for his life with Fernir (NORSE MYTHOLOGY, YES), but. Still. After reading that, I had a little screaming fit to myself and quite violently threw the book down. Ew, ew, ew.
Also. R.A.B. What was Regulus Black's middle name?
Anyway, now that I feel a little better inside from vented so vehemently against this book. I hate/love/hate/hate it so far. But there are a couple chapters left. Better finish up~