Yesterday I spent the whole day reading book 7, and when I was nearing the end, I can't help but cry. Harry potter is finished. No more hogwarts, no more spells, no more wondering who are death eaters, no more what will happen to harry.
Wala lang. It's just seemed that it became a sort of tradition for me to read harry potter every june/july. Now that 'tradition' is broken. What will I expect next year? Oh right, the movie. But reading is an entirely different experience. Its like i'm part of harry's growing up years, and now that he's matured, thats it. bye.
Maybe the fanfiction will come out with their own continuation of harry's life story. I won't mind if it wasn't about harry, as long as it continues the same tone and story line j.k. rowling did.
But I'm still sad. huhuhu.