The Boy Who Lived & Purple Hair

Taran, me, Crystal, Katie, Becca and Jerrica. Missing Muzzy because he was stuck in the giant concession line D:

Taran drew the Dark Mark on me :) he did a good job!

Many mixed emotions....also we are the golden trio :)

My very first post on this blog was about the midnight premier of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part I. I can't believe it's been 7 months since seeing that movie.
And Thursday night we all went back to the theater to see the end. The final installment. The ending of our childhood. Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part II.
I've never felt such conflicting emotions before. I was incred
ibly excited, but terribly heartbroken at the very same time. I never knew I could feel that way together.
Taran was able to come with us, so that was a big plus! {Even though the poor guy had to be at work at 7AM!}

The movie was excellent.
I laughed, I sobbed cried, I cheered...and I can't believe it's actually over. Ten years of movies, even more years of books.
I grew up with Harry.

"We defended the Stone, we found the Chamber, we freed the Prisoner, we were chosen by the Goblet, we fought alongside the Order, we learnt from the Prince, and we mastered the Hallows. We are the Harry Potter generation" - Unknown

I'm sad, but grateful to have been apart of this journey with Harry and the entire gang of characters. And I know I'll get to share these incredible stories with my own children someday.

In other news: I got my hair done the other day and I'm completely in love with it! I felt like doing something crazy funky and I decided on purple. Loooove it! :)