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I feel awe stricken that the Harry Potter Series is finally over (For anyone reading I'm not going to list any spoilers or anything). I've been following this series since middle school and it just seems insane to me. 7 books, each at least 300 pages many closer to 500+ pages. For anyone who hasn't read the books religiously this seems lame but I think everyone else sort of understands, if not then well I guess I just have a boner for Harry. I joked around that this book ended the biggest commitment in my life.
It's just weird for me to think about it and not be able to get excited for a new addition to it. I remember listening to my headphones reading in my living room in Winthrop while Levi watched TV and in Middle School having Mrs. Demento tell me I was one of the people who actually read during SSR (Sustained Silent Reading) and Freshmen year in High School when Ms. Colons was talking about how much she loved the books and me getting excited for the new book. I think its funny how I got into it though, this new girl moved into the town during middle school and she had the book with her and I remember looking over at it when no one else was looking during Drama class because I didn't want people to think I read kids stories.
I don't really know what it is about the stories but its just so captivating, I remember in the second one they talk about how they should be careful when they read strange books because they can have enchantments to make the reader never stop reading. I just remember thinking how weird that was because thats honestly how I felt about that book. I think one of my favorite memories was reading the books over during different seasons because they made me feel like I was part of the story more. Starting the story just before school started so I could start school around the same time as Harry and his friends, then celebrating halloween late at night reading with them and spending Christmas break up late reading and getting excited for the return to Hogwarts. Theres just so much to all the stories it really got me when I finished the 7th book and expected to see something about the next book and there was nothing but a blank red page. No new adventures, no schemes of Death Eaters, surprise twists or deeper insight into the lives of the characters. Nothing but that fierce red page that made me think of how passionately I had followed the series.
One thing that ending this series made me realize was how quick it all seemed to go by. I cant help looking back fondly at all those night I had just relaxed in middle and high school not really worrying about anything aside from what was going to happen to Harry. But now that all is well, I've got nothing to worry about but myself.
The end of an era? I don't know maybe. I just know theres a lot of mixed feelings about the whole thing. All in all I love the whole thing and will probably read it to my kids when they grow up. Maybe make them suffer a little and give them a book a year, which is more than we had anyways.
If you haven't yet, read the series its amazing.
It's just weird for me to think about it and not be able to get excited for a new addition to it. I remember listening to my headphones reading in my living room in Winthrop while Levi watched TV and in Middle School having Mrs. Demento tell me I was one of the people who actually read during SSR (Sustained Silent Reading) and Freshmen year in High School when Ms. Colons was talking about how much she loved the books and me getting excited for the new book. I think its funny how I got into it though, this new girl moved into the town during middle school and she had the book with her and I remember looking over at it when no one else was looking during Drama class because I didn't want people to think I read kids stories.
I don't really know what it is about the stories but its just so captivating, I remember in the second one they talk about how they should be careful when they read strange books because they can have enchantments to make the reader never stop reading. I just remember thinking how weird that was because thats honestly how I felt about that book. I think one of my favorite memories was reading the books over during different seasons because they made me feel like I was part of the story more. Starting the story just before school started so I could start school around the same time as Harry and his friends, then celebrating halloween late at night reading with them and spending Christmas break up late reading and getting excited for the return to Hogwarts. Theres just so much to all the stories it really got me when I finished the 7th book and expected to see something about the next book and there was nothing but a blank red page. No new adventures, no schemes of Death Eaters, surprise twists or deeper insight into the lives of the characters. Nothing but that fierce red page that made me think of how passionately I had followed the series.
One thing that ending this series made me realize was how quick it all seemed to go by. I cant help looking back fondly at all those night I had just relaxed in middle and high school not really worrying about anything aside from what was going to happen to Harry. But now that all is well, I've got nothing to worry about but myself.
The end of an era? I don't know maybe. I just know theres a lot of mixed feelings about the whole thing. All in all I love the whole thing and will probably read it to my kids when they grow up. Maybe make them suffer a little and give them a book a year, which is more than we had anyways.
If you haven't yet, read the series its amazing.