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Though I may not get around to posting it for a couple of hours, I'm actually typing this around five twenty in the morning. The sun is pretty much up now, and my feet are dangling out my open window as I'm trying to come up with exactly what I want to say. Since around midnight, I've been working on the last two hundred pages of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows-- which I'm glad to say that I've finally completed.

I've pretty much have the feeling that I thought I would-- A bittersweet type of sensation. Though I'm glad to be finished with the book, and can now safely divulge myself in conversations with others without having to shield my ears from spoilers.. it kind of feels like I've forever said goodbye to a really good friend.

I've been following Harry Potter, after all, for almost a decade.

Deathly Hallows is indisputably fantastic conclusion to the series, in which Harry must call upon all the things he's learned over the past seven novels in an all out, climactic battle, spanning six hundred and five epic pages (Bloomsbury edition). It's got everything you've come to expect from a Harry Potter novel-- Action, adventure, laughter, tears, love, hate, twist, turns, and most importantly, an uplifting ending. Harry Potter may no longer be gracing the shelves, but, I get the feeling that he's going to be living on for a hell of a long time.

It's been a hell of a ride, that's for damn sure. One that I've been more than glad to be a part of for the last ten years. You have to fucking applaud J.K Rowling for crafting together seven amazing stories, spanning a massive cast of characters that you almost refuse to believe exist solely inside one woman's head. In addition to entertaining me for all this time, she's managed to spark an interesting reading into millions of children (and even adults) worldwide. Harry Potter had made reading "cool" to a generation that could easily be amusing themselves with video games, and television, and all the other modern junk of the like.

It may be stretching it-- But, I dare say she's played a part in saving an art-form.

And for the record, if you've decided yourself to be "too cool" for the Potter novels-- You're honestly ignorant. You're ignorant, and you've missed out on something incredibly special. Sure, you can go back and cram the novels now, but you've missed the experience of growing the characters over the years-- Maturing with them. Having to wait two agonizing years from novel to novel, to find out who's going to make it out all right. Kind of sad when you think about it, huh?

So, this may be about as sappy as it gets, but, I don't particularly care. If you're still in the middle of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows-- savor it, because it does really feel like a goodbye. But do finish it soon, as getting the ending spoiled will severely ruin it's effect. It's summer. You have nothing better to do.

Obviously, you can't help but be left wanting more in the end-- But, I like to believe that Rowling left us a little speck of reassurance at the end the story.

'He'll be all right,' murmured Ginny.

'I know he will.'

And I think I know he will too.