Last night I saw HP & the DH Part II. The entire first half my hands were in fists, even though I knew what was going to happen. And then I cried a ton (but I remembered to bring tissues). And then for most of the second half I was like, Whaaa? They changed a bunch of things in ways that minimized their impact, which you would think would be the opposite of what movie-makers try to do, right?
Doesn't matter, really. It was still great. The best part was seeing Ron & Hermione FINALLY make out. Ahhh, to be young & in love, with cuts & bruises on your face & an armful of basilisk fangs.
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