Wednesday, July 25, 2007

... your voice was the soundtrack of my summer...

The end of Harry Potter.
The final installment to a series that has marked each passing year of my life.
As I read the final sentence to the final book, my heart rises and beats with a bittersweet mingling of excitement, sadness, fear, longing, happiness.

Excitement, for what the future holds, because there is no certainty now.
Fear, of having to say goodbye to something so great, so powerful, so wonderful...
Longing, not being able to look forward to another new book to arrive. Not being able to wonder what mishaps Harry'd get into this year... Not being able to read about Malfoy anymore...
Happiness, because after all that Harry's been through, he's finally achieved his happily-ever-after.

Voldermort has fallen, and just like Avada Kedavra, time is irreversible.

The Harry Potter saga has ended with it's final chord; Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows.
Now, I'm not too sure how Life will continue after this.
Afterall, Harry is my childhood hero. We all grew up with the adventures of Harry Potter.

So, now, what?
What happens after this? Fanfiction?
No. There is this blank spot in my heart... This longing that I can't quite put any words too. Perhaps one day, in the distant future, there will be another saga, written by J.K Rowling that will sweep us off our feet.
Perhaps one day, there will be another Harry Potter to capture our hearts and minds and soul and captivate us just as Harry did.

Perhaps... Perhaps...
But they're all just presumptions.

Time changes everything, life must go on...
But why does time have to move so quickly?

5 years ago, I was picking up my first Harry Potter book... And now, I've already finished reading the entire series.
I wish we didn't have to grow up so fast. But unfortunately, that's just the way life works...

Humans tend to heal themselves quickly too. No matter what happens, time always, always heals everything... There is no point in us trying to hold on or trying to move on, because ultimately, when it is time for us to do so, we will.
We just will.

So goodbye Harry Potter.
You're an old man now, with three kids, one of whom you named after Dumbledore and Snape.
Goodbye Draco Malfoy; king of my adolescent heart.
You're an old fart with receding hairline now...

Goodbye Harry Potter characters.
Goodbye then.

Posted by Char at 3:17 AM