(The following blog post is Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows SPOILER FREE)
I think that somehow, writing about my experience with Deathly Hallows makes it more final. Makes it more…over. But being that I can’t justify writing other entries to my blog, until I’ve done the obligatory HP one, I have to get it over with, because it’s been far too long since I’ve posted.
I considered going to a store, and picking up a midnight copy, but decided against it. I was too worried about getting spoiled, because jackasses were going to try and ruin it. And they did, by the way… I’m glad I ordered it through Amazon. I had been “offline” for about 3 days, and when Saturday morning came, it felt like Christmas. The post lady came, and dropped it off at 1:30pm. I almost peed my pants.
I actually decided that instead of treating it like a jaguar treats a gazelle, I would take my time… take some pictures, and relish every second of the experience. This would be the first (and last) Harry Potter story that I was going into COMPLETELY spoiler free. I kissed Daron goodbye, and proceeded to shut myself in the guest bedroom for “as long as it takes”.
I’ve got to tell you. I laughed, I cried, I did the 80’s classic Fist in the Air with a “YEA!”.Did it live up to the hype?
Probably not, I mean, fanboys and girls are notorious for putting their fandoms so high up on the pedestal that they can’t avoid falling at some point. So, in effect, the fact that we, as fans, have been studying, hypothesizing, and analyzing for the past year, didn’t help things. But, if you are a fan, and love this story, then I can’t imagine that you weren’t satisfied. Sad… but satisfied.
There were moments when I was reading that I just had to stop, and bury my sobs in the pillow. I know it sounds silly, I do. It’s just that, these stories let me imagine! Let me step into a world of WONDER and bravery, magic and mistakes. Its about the reality of the world. I am able to completely suspend my disbelief, and become a fly on the shoulder of a boy who is able to be all the things we wish we were.
These stories are like our “Star Wars”… they are the universe, in which, we are able to wrap up in completely, and become greater than ourselves. Only when we look up, we realize that bravery can happen everyday! There are students in my class who are braver than the noblest children’s novel character. Harry Potter has let me see them.
I am truly thankful to J.K. Rowling for this wonderful world… Thankful that she let me see into it. But I am also sad, grieving, the end of what has been a huge part of my post 20 year old life.