I think the best part of the movie truly was just being with a bunch of Harry Potter fans. There is nothing like a theater full of people cheering for Ron and Hermione kissing, Molly called Bellatrix a bitch and killing her, and Neville being a BAMF and de-heading Nagini.
But now here I am about 12 hours after leaving the cinema and I still want to cry. The last 11 years of my life have been amazing and I love Harry Potter so much. I know that I am never going to stop caring about that little boy wizard who lives under the stair of Number 4 Privet Drive. There is always going to be some emotions there.
I guess all I can do is just take all the lessons and memories form the last 11 years of my life and keep going. I know that this series has helped me learn things about myself and I am so thankful for that.
Love ya,
Christina
Chipotle Burritos: idk probably like 13 or something
Books read: 15
Nail Polish: red and yellow for my Gryffindor pride
