I don’t think it’ll be surprising news to any of you guys that I’ve seen Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part Two four times in the last four days. I have the weirdest relationship with Potter movies. The first time I am always so excited and so nervous that I’m literally vibrating in my seat the whole way through it. The second time I appreciate it as a whole different thing than the book. The third time I appreciate it as a work of art. And the fourth time I just feel so fucking happy to have grown up in the Potter Generation.
I thought the last movie was going to slay me. I mean, I pre-mourned for weeks leading up to it. Some days, I’d just be working on something totally unrelated to anything magical and tears would just start leaking out of my eyes, like my insides were so sad even if I didn’t have time to think about it. But then, the most amazing thing happened in the movie: I only teared up two times. My poor, darling sister started crying as soon as Snape came on-screen and kept crying for the rest of the whole time. Just inconsolable sobbing.
Last night, though, after seeing it for the fourth time, I followed the rabbit hole down, down, down, down into some Ron and Hermione fan vidoes.
And then I lost it.
And now I commit my soul to some very old, very worn-out fanfiction.
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I didn't cry as much as I thought I did during the movie, either, but the more I thought about it afterward...I just got saaaaaaaaaaad. I'm seeing it again this week.
Saaaad. Yes; that. I did better than I thought I would, while watching the actual movie, but things like this make me bawl. (again.)
The dude sitting a couple seats away from me during the movie was a ridiculously loud eater and I wished him ill (lots of ill). Then when Snape told Harry that he had his mother's eyes, the dude started crying and Alan Rickman inadvertently managed to free me from the chains of hate. It was magical, appropriately enough.
Oh, that video was so nice. Now I'm going to be spending all my free time watching fan videos and reading fan fiction again, aren't I?
still haven't seen it :(
I saw it again last night and liked it better. The second time is always the best.
I liked watching it the second time 'round because I was so much less tense. Like, I could actually enjoy the experience.
A tear fell only once for me during Deathly Hallows Part 2, when Harry was walking through the forest surrounded by his parents, Sirius, and Remus.
I MIGHT have a fan video playing in another tab.
I'm taking fan fiction recommendations.
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