potterificus totalus
I thought I was going to tear through this, but once I had it, I read as slowly as I could because I didn't want it to be over. Especially towards the end, when I could only read a page or two at a time before I had to get up and walk around and flail a bit before I could go on. And now it's over and I don't even know what to say, I'm just sitting here all "...over?"
I totally cried over Dobby. Of course I hit that part when I'd ducked into a McDonalds for fries, instead of while I was sitting peacefully on a bench in a cemetary, where people are less surprised by sudden bouts of bursting into tears. And I was squeaking worriedly all the way through the last few chapters because I was concerned about Neville. *adores Neville immensely* And, I dunno. I'm pleased, I think. Aberforth! and Luna, and aw, Regulus and Kreacher (and Kreacher leading the house elves into battle!), and oh oh, Molly. Molly Weasley rocks.
Apparently it's easier to say stuff about the minor characters than the major ones. But I love Harry. *loves Harry* And easier to comment on the good things rather than the sad ones. I feel oddly unmoved by the deaths other than Dobby's, I think because that was the one I really wasn't expecting, whereas I'd been philosophically ready to see a random assortment of others go down.
There's just too much to comment on, and I don't have anything to say, other than: the thing! and that other thing! Like Draco, and the wands, and everything about Snape (and little Al, omg, I thought the epilogue was sort of overkill but I can see the temptation and it's not like I'm sorry about that detail), and Petunia's letter, aw, and and and.
And now I will contemplate the tragic and doomed love affair of Albus Dumbledore and his beautiful fascist boyfriend. Is there a story archive already?
I totally cried over Dobby. Of course I hit that part when I'd ducked into a McDonalds for fries, instead of while I was sitting peacefully on a bench in a cemetary, where people are less surprised by sudden bouts of bursting into tears. And I was squeaking worriedly all the way through the last few chapters because I was concerned about Neville. *adores Neville immensely* And, I dunno. I'm pleased, I think. Aberforth! and Luna, and aw, Regulus and Kreacher (and Kreacher leading the house elves into battle!), and oh oh, Molly. Molly Weasley rocks.
Apparently it's easier to say stuff about the minor characters than the major ones. But I love Harry. *loves Harry* And easier to comment on the good things rather than the sad ones. I feel oddly unmoved by the deaths other than Dobby's, I think because that was the one I really wasn't expecting, whereas I'd been philosophically ready to see a random assortment of others go down.
There's just too much to comment on, and I don't have anything to say, other than: the thing! and that other thing! Like Draco, and the wands, and everything about Snape (and little Al, omg, I thought the epilogue was sort of overkill but I can see the temptation and it's not like I'm sorry about that detail), and Petunia's letter, aw, and and and.
And now I will contemplate the tragic and doomed love affair of Albus Dumbledore and his beautiful fascist boyfriend. Is there a story archive already?