Yesterday I finally went to see Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows.
I had mixed feelings and my mood was rather undefined. First I was like : “Here we go… the beginning of the end”. Then, during the first scenes I was so close to start crying. I realized that my childhood is over. I grew up with Harry Potter and now, i’m sitting here in the cinema, this very moment and watching the first part of the end. You kidding me? I remember the day I was saying to people; “Hey! Can you imagine ourselves when HP7 will be in theaters?LOL” It seems like yesterday where the last books were still unwritten.
I enjoyed this movie a lot but I would enjoy it the most if I had you, Lilee, with me.
Waiting eagerly and rather reluctantly for Part II.
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