I’ve rambled a bit about reading Harry Potter for the first time, and I thought that once I was done I would be able to gather my thoughts into something deep and profound and decidedly un-fangirlish or obsessive.
But I’ve been done with them for five days and the most profound things I have come up with are:
“How the heck do you tell which one’s Fred and which is George?”
“Can my patronus be a Neville?”
“But whyyyyy isn’t movie Sirius sexy like the book Sirius??” (A question, which, unfortunately, I have no answers to.)
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