It's 20 minutes to midnight, which tonight is the magic hour that will find all of us Harry Potter fans alive with the excitement of the final installment. Harry's final official story...the end of the series. Leading up to tonight (although I will be receiving my book via Amazon sometime tomorrow), I've been feeling an increasing sense of melancholy. Like most of
you, I've been slowly bracing myself for the loss of Harry.
I know that Harry, no matter what, will live on in all of our hearts, and through our friendships and fan fiction and art. But it is still a bittersweet time for fandom, and I am going to miss this anticipation, this desire to know more of Harry. After this book,
Deathly Hallows, we'll know everything J.K. Rowling means for us to know about her Harry.
Enough of my rambles: onward! Gacked from
heidi8,
See you all on the other side of
Deathly Hallows, my good friends. I hope it's everything you want it to be, and if it isn't, I'm glad we have each other to lean on.
With you whatever happens.