Alright, ever since I finished book five, it's been a fucking NO BRAINER. Harry is going to die. It's so obvious. I mean, there's a chance that it won't happen, but if it does I'm going to be the farthest thing from surprised.
I'm an emo hipster douche bag. I hate being so damned unsociable. It just seems like it would be so much easier if any of my ACTUAL friends went Franklin...