SPOILERS THROUGH CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
Body Count
Charity Burbage
Hedwig
Mad-Eye Moody
Rufus Scrimgeour
Bathilda Bagshot
Dirk Creswell
Gornuk
Ted Tonks
Gellert Grindelwald
Dobby
Peter Pettigrew
Crabbe
Fred Weasley
*bursts into tears*
Oh, twins. Oh, no. And George wasn't there. He doesn't know yet. Oh, Fred. Oh, Fred.
Oh, that hurts.
I know these are fictional people, but when they're with you for seven years, if comes to mean something.
*heavy sigh*
I admit, I was terrified when Crabbe started lobbing Killing Curses at Ron and Hermione.
Speaking of whom...
PAGE 625!!!!!!!
IT'S ABOUT. FUCKING. TIME.
And Harry's reaction was perfect. "Is this the moment?"
Lovelovelove.
And Ron was so smart, getting the basilisk fang! And now there's only one Horcrux left. *niddles fingernails*
OMG, Percy! I was underwhelmed by his return, but then when he started cracking jokes, fighting beside Fred... That's my Percy. That's the boy who used to be one of my favorites.
OMG, McGonagall! How awesome is she? Seriously, how awesome?? DUELING SNAPE. She is made of so much win that there's hardly any win left for anyone else!
But there's enough for Neville.
OMG, Neville! How cool are you, honey? So cool! And so's your granny!
Was that it? I think that's it for now.
ETA: I keep forgetting to add that Hermione's beaded bag amuses me greatly. Because how many of us have handbags that we wish could hold even more than we're already stuffing in? I dunno. We used to tease Mom about the vast quantity of things in her handbag. But you never know when something might be useful! Like a tent! Or a sword! Or a big framed portrait!