"You Are All I Long For, All I Worship, I Adore"
So, I just finished the final Harry Potter...
I loved it so much. It was an amazing book and a really good conclusion. I think what I loved the most is that her many, many, MANY references to the previous six books throughout this book had the effect of bringing things full circle, which made me feel all warm and stuff. It feels so strange that I've been reading these books for nine years and now they're finally done...it feels like some sort of graduation.
And, as such, a lot of the characters in this fictional world felt as if they were real and as if I actually loved them. So, of course, the first death in the book struck me as sudden and painful, especially since I really loved Hedwig and how lively her character was. And her death was so sudden and...yeah. Anyway, when that happened I slammed the book closed and had to wait a few seconds before I started reading again.
Mad-Eye's death didn't strike me as much...since he was barely really even in the story. I guess that's how it was supposed to be, since when he died people were just like "Yeah...he's dead. How about some whiskey?"
I was having a discussion with a friend a while ago about the rumors floating around, and when the book ended and I saw that Ron had not actually died, I immediately thought of
somniamemoria and how relieved she must be. I was actually fearing a lot more for Hermione's life, especially when she was being tortured by Bellatrix, but I'm glad she made it.
And Bellatrix...hahaha. The way she died was not only righteous, but also hilarious. Especially because her death was brought on by the adrenaline that Ginny's near-death caused Mrs. Weasley to say and do.
And poor Teddy...Harry's reaction when he saw the dead bodies of Tonks and Lupin was really painful. I felt throughout the book that I was actually there experiencing everything with Harry...especially because I've been reading the book since I bought it, and that wasn't too long ago.
Okay, there were a lot of things in this book that people (at least people I spoke to as soon as I finished reading the previous book...) guessed correctly would happen. The number one thing is, of course, that Harry was the last Horcrux (how do you pronounce that, anyway? I'm torn between pronouncing the x as an x or a z). That one was obvious, I suppose. And what else...I don't know, a few things. That's the only one that comes to mind, at the moment.
So, it turned out in the end that Voldemort was basically an idiot. ha.
When Harry, Ron and Hermione were discussing the Deathly Hallows and which they'd choose, they all gave different answers, and I stopped reading for a little bit to think which one I would choose. Then I decided to keep reading again, because I was too into the book to stop now. But I started thinking about it again after I finished...I thought about a lot of things in that book:
First of all, I couldn't choose the Elder Wand, because I couldn't bring myself to kill anyone to take it. I wouldn't be able to uphold the great responsibility that came with owning it, either. I think that the position of a leader does not fall for me. My role in life lies somewhere else. I couldn't choose the Resurrection Stone, because I don't like to live life in the past. That part of me solidified in my mind as I finished my first year of college, so choosing the stone would be going back on the determination to live life looking forward and not behind. So, with all that said, I would choose the Invisibility Cloak...basically by default. hahaha.
Next, what Patronus would you like to have? I'm sure you've asked yourself this question. I think that my Patronus, being in the shape of something meaningful to you, would be a horned Pegasus. When it comes out of my wand, it would spread it wings far into the sky and gracefully charge forward with its head held high. That would be so cool~ (what about you...?)
And now I think on the perspective of the evil bitches. Seeing as how I could only make Horcruxes by killing others, I would have to be evil. Voldemort chose his Horcruxes and their hiding places with his proud and arrogant point of view...but I don't think I could ever be so completely crazy...so here are what my Horcruxes would be and where I would hide them:
1. Mokona, the little toy bunny that I've had since I was a little boy and have miraculously held onto even now. I named Mokona after the adorable white bunny (...thing) from Magic Knight Rayearth, and it's been my most beloved toy ever. I would hide Mokona in a magical wall in the ruins of the house in Texas where I first met her.
2. Assuming that Disney world exist in my imaginary universe, the next Horcrux I choose would be the shell necklace in which Ursula put Ariel's voice after the contract was signed. Instead of Ariel's voice, part of my soul would be in there. hahaha. Perfectly fitting for this one, I would hide the Horcrux deep under the sea in Ariel's grotto...preferably behind the symbol where Sora sealed up the keyhole (...if Disney stuff can exist, then why not Kingdom Hearts as well? Why not everything? hahaha.)
3. And since every fantasy land exists now...I would use Sailormoon's musicbox locket as my next Horcrux. That I would hide at the bottom of the Sea of Serenity on the moon. Only crazy, hardcore Sailormoon fans would ever know how to get there easily from Earth.
4. The next Horcrux would be a Cello. To trigger the Horcrux, of course, the stick would be needed to play it. I would hide them separately...the stick hidden deep under the soil of a certain U.S. state. And the instrument deep under the roots of an old tree in the woods of another state.
5. A copy of The Aeneid would be a Horcrux as well. Where else would I hide that except for the creepy statue of the Virgin Mary in the Cathedral Bassilica in Covington, Kentucky?
6. Finally, the last Horcrux would be a copy of the booklet from Utada Hikaru's cd Deep River. That would be hidden somewhere in Moscow...can't really say where, since I haven't been there before and all, but whatever.
Anyway, yeah...that's it, I guess. Tomorrow morning all the excitement for my life as part of the magical world will have vanished and I will look back at this post with a "what the fuck" sort of face. hahaha.
I never really liked Snape at all and didn't understand why so many people I know love him (I told myself that it must be the fanfics...and I was right in some cases. hahaha). But I liked Snape at the end as well -- that was the intended reaction toward him in the end, I guess. I mostly just felt sympathy for him...because I never really wanted to believe that he killed Dumbledore with an evil intention, and I'm glad I was right about that.
Dumbledore always has a master plan even when he's dead. SHIT.
Expelliarmus turned out to be Harry's signature spell after all and there's nothing he can do about it because he used it to defeat Voldemort. I think that sucks as a signature spell...but oh well. It's handy.
HAGGER!!!
Um...wow...Harry Potter's done. I need to go see the movie soon, since I surprisingly have not done so yet. Knowing how it all turns out before seeing the fifth movie kinda sours the mood, but there's still excitement.
When I first bought the book, my evil little brother came into the room and yelled:
"HARRY POTTER DIES!!!"
And then he ran out of the room with a satisfied, gleeful face that meant that he thought he had succeeded in his daily mission of pissing me off to the point of causing every single last nerve in my body to explode with rage (he knows I have a problem and he still tries his best to let it show).
But he was the fool this time (and most of the time, but that's not the point), because Harry Potter was obviously going to die, so my brother's attempt to ruin my life was in vain. Although, I didn't expect Harry to come back. J.K. Rowling really made it seem like he was actually going to die for good and made the scene all emotional with the Resurrection Stone thing and all, but he came back. How couldn't he come back, after all, right?
I love that Neville killed Nagini. Here's what I always thought of when I thought of Nagini:
SLUT
Anyway, it was a nice ending. The whole thing with the kids at the end, although extremely corny, was very sweet. And I loved the names. Except I didn't get Rose and Hugo (was he named after one of the book's publishers?) -- maybe there was something I missed (or forgot) in these nine years.
I want a follow-up.
And that, of course, means to me that this was an amazing ending to the book. I loved it. I know it's good when I want a follow-up badly. The movie had better be fucking good.
Oh my goodness...I have a feeling that it will take me a long time to get over the fact that Harry Potter is over.
On a last note, and to put all of the things I've said into perspective, although I wasn't listening to ANY music while I was reading this book (I refused to do it), there was inevitably a soundtrack playing in my head. In Chicago's Chinatown, the fact that I was able to get two legitimate Utada Hikaru cd's cheaply had me SO amazingly happy that her music was playing in my head NON-STOP ever since. So, the soundtrack to the final Harry Potter book was (for me...) composed of Utada Hikaru songs. I find this amusing at 3:50 in the morning. When Harry defeated Voldemort and everyone was cheering, the song "traveling" started playing in my head in a victoriously orchestrated version that made the scene seem slightly comical. hahaha.
The end.
I loved it so much. It was an amazing book and a really good conclusion. I think what I loved the most is that her many, many, MANY references to the previous six books throughout this book had the effect of bringing things full circle, which made me feel all warm and stuff. It feels so strange that I've been reading these books for nine years and now they're finally done...it feels like some sort of graduation.
And, as such, a lot of the characters in this fictional world felt as if they were real and as if I actually loved them. So, of course, the first death in the book struck me as sudden and painful, especially since I really loved Hedwig and how lively her character was. And her death was so sudden and...yeah. Anyway, when that happened I slammed the book closed and had to wait a few seconds before I started reading again.
Mad-Eye's death didn't strike me as much...since he was barely really even in the story. I guess that's how it was supposed to be, since when he died people were just like "Yeah...he's dead. How about some whiskey?"
I was having a discussion with a friend a while ago about the rumors floating around, and when the book ended and I saw that Ron had not actually died, I immediately thought of
somniamemoria and how relieved she must be. I was actually fearing a lot more for Hermione's life, especially when she was being tortured by Bellatrix, but I'm glad she made it.
And Bellatrix...hahaha. The way she died was not only righteous, but also hilarious. Especially because her death was brought on by the adrenaline that Ginny's near-death caused Mrs. Weasley to say and do.
And poor Teddy...Harry's reaction when he saw the dead bodies of Tonks and Lupin was really painful. I felt throughout the book that I was actually there experiencing everything with Harry...especially because I've been reading the book since I bought it, and that wasn't too long ago.
Okay, there were a lot of things in this book that people (at least people I spoke to as soon as I finished reading the previous book...) guessed correctly would happen. The number one thing is, of course, that Harry was the last Horcrux (how do you pronounce that, anyway? I'm torn between pronouncing the x as an x or a z). That one was obvious, I suppose. And what else...I don't know, a few things. That's the only one that comes to mind, at the moment.
So, it turned out in the end that Voldemort was basically an idiot. ha.
When Harry, Ron and Hermione were discussing the Deathly Hallows and which they'd choose, they all gave different answers, and I stopped reading for a little bit to think which one I would choose. Then I decided to keep reading again, because I was too into the book to stop now. But I started thinking about it again after I finished...I thought about a lot of things in that book:
First of all, I couldn't choose the Elder Wand, because I couldn't bring myself to kill anyone to take it. I wouldn't be able to uphold the great responsibility that came with owning it, either. I think that the position of a leader does not fall for me. My role in life lies somewhere else. I couldn't choose the Resurrection Stone, because I don't like to live life in the past. That part of me solidified in my mind as I finished my first year of college, so choosing the stone would be going back on the determination to live life looking forward and not behind. So, with all that said, I would choose the Invisibility Cloak...basically by default. hahaha.
Next, what Patronus would you like to have? I'm sure you've asked yourself this question. I think that my Patronus, being in the shape of something meaningful to you, would be a horned Pegasus. When it comes out of my wand, it would spread it wings far into the sky and gracefully charge forward with its head held high. That would be so cool~ (what about you...?)
And now I think on the perspective of the evil bitches. Seeing as how I could only make Horcruxes by killing others, I would have to be evil. Voldemort chose his Horcruxes and their hiding places with his proud and arrogant point of view...but I don't think I could ever be so completely crazy...so here are what my Horcruxes would be and where I would hide them:
1. Mokona, the little toy bunny that I've had since I was a little boy and have miraculously held onto even now. I named Mokona after the adorable white bunny (...thing) from Magic Knight Rayearth, and it's been my most beloved toy ever. I would hide Mokona in a magical wall in the ruins of the house in Texas where I first met her.
2. Assuming that Disney world exist in my imaginary universe, the next Horcrux I choose would be the shell necklace in which Ursula put Ariel's voice after the contract was signed. Instead of Ariel's voice, part of my soul would be in there. hahaha. Perfectly fitting for this one, I would hide the Horcrux deep under the sea in Ariel's grotto...preferably behind the symbol where Sora sealed up the keyhole (...if Disney stuff can exist, then why not Kingdom Hearts as well? Why not everything? hahaha.)
3. And since every fantasy land exists now...I would use Sailormoon's musicbox locket as my next Horcrux. That I would hide at the bottom of the Sea of Serenity on the moon. Only crazy, hardcore Sailormoon fans would ever know how to get there easily from Earth.
4. The next Horcrux would be a Cello. To trigger the Horcrux, of course, the stick would be needed to play it. I would hide them separately...the stick hidden deep under the soil of a certain U.S. state. And the instrument deep under the roots of an old tree in the woods of another state.
5. A copy of The Aeneid would be a Horcrux as well. Where else would I hide that except for the creepy statue of the Virgin Mary in the Cathedral Bassilica in Covington, Kentucky?
6. Finally, the last Horcrux would be a copy of the booklet from Utada Hikaru's cd Deep River. That would be hidden somewhere in Moscow...can't really say where, since I haven't been there before and all, but whatever.
Anyway, yeah...that's it, I guess. Tomorrow morning all the excitement for my life as part of the magical world will have vanished and I will look back at this post with a "what the fuck" sort of face. hahaha.
I never really liked Snape at all and didn't understand why so many people I know love him (I told myself that it must be the fanfics...and I was right in some cases. hahaha). But I liked Snape at the end as well -- that was the intended reaction toward him in the end, I guess. I mostly just felt sympathy for him...because I never really wanted to believe that he killed Dumbledore with an evil intention, and I'm glad I was right about that.
Dumbledore always has a master plan even when he's dead. SHIT.
Expelliarmus turned out to be Harry's signature spell after all and there's nothing he can do about it because he used it to defeat Voldemort. I think that sucks as a signature spell...but oh well. It's handy.
HAGGER!!!
Um...wow...Harry Potter's done. I need to go see the movie soon, since I surprisingly have not done so yet. Knowing how it all turns out before seeing the fifth movie kinda sours the mood, but there's still excitement.
When I first bought the book, my evil little brother came into the room and yelled:
"HARRY POTTER DIES!!!"
And then he ran out of the room with a satisfied, gleeful face that meant that he thought he had succeeded in his daily mission of pissing me off to the point of causing every single last nerve in my body to explode with rage (he knows I have a problem and he still tries his best to let it show).
But he was the fool this time (and most of the time, but that's not the point), because Harry Potter was obviously going to die, so my brother's attempt to ruin my life was in vain. Although, I didn't expect Harry to come back. J.K. Rowling really made it seem like he was actually going to die for good and made the scene all emotional with the Resurrection Stone thing and all, but he came back. How couldn't he come back, after all, right?
I love that Neville killed Nagini. Here's what I always thought of when I thought of Nagini:
SLUT
Anyway, it was a nice ending. The whole thing with the kids at the end, although extremely corny, was very sweet. And I loved the names. Except I didn't get Rose and Hugo (was he named after one of the book's publishers?) -- maybe there was something I missed (or forgot) in these nine years.
I want a follow-up.
And that, of course, means to me that this was an amazing ending to the book. I loved it. I know it's good when I want a follow-up badly. The movie had better be fucking good.
Oh my goodness...I have a feeling that it will take me a long time to get over the fact that Harry Potter is over.
On a last note, and to put all of the things I've said into perspective, although I wasn't listening to ANY music while I was reading this book (I refused to do it), there was inevitably a soundtrack playing in my head. In Chicago's Chinatown, the fact that I was able to get two legitimate Utada Hikaru cd's cheaply had me SO amazingly happy that her music was playing in my head NON-STOP ever since. So, the soundtrack to the final Harry Potter book was (for me...) composed of Utada Hikaru songs. I find this amusing at 3:50 in the morning. When Harry defeated Voldemort and everyone was cheering, the song "traveling" started playing in my head in a victoriously orchestrated version that made the scene seem slightly comical. hahaha.
The end.