|J.K Rowling and Deathly Hallows|
The next two and a half days were spent going through a mixture of emotions. Firstly, frustration at family and friends keeping me from reading. Secondly, sadness. I cried countless times throughout my first reading of 'Deathly Hallows'. Considering I cried nearly every time a character died (even Pettigrew) and for most of 'The Battle of Hogwarts' you can imagine how tear-stained my copy became (Okay, I'm probably exaggerating a bit but that's how I remember it). But mostly I felt excited and exhilarated for every twist and turn and whatever J.K Rowling had planned for the next chapter.
Reading "All was well." and closing the book was a bittersweet moment. On the one hand, it was over. Harry, Ron and Hermione had survived the war, beaten Voldemort and had grown up. Truly a happy ending. On the other hand, it was over. There would never be another book. There would never be a new story. No more Hogwarts. No more adventures with the Trio. No more magic.
|The Deathly Hallows in the sand |
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