Four years ago tonight I stood on the steps of Caernarfon Castle in north Wales with a group of fellow study abroad students proudly posing with our new copies of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. We were all bummed to find out that we'd be on a field trip to Wales when the book was released, rather than in Oxford, but an enterprising student on the trip called the only bookstore in Caernarfon and convinced them to open at midnight so long as we could guarantee that at least 25 copies would be sold. We got our books at the shop and ran to the steps of the castle for a photo op, and only one person (not me) immediately read the ending and called her friends in the States who would otherwise have had to wait another five hours to see how it all turned out.
I had only jumped on the bandwagon that spring, but I read all six of the previous books in a four-month time span--two while I was here at the Bio Station for a spring term class--for the sole purpose of being able to go to a launch party in Oxford (or Wales, as the case turned out to be) when it came out.
I have not seen the movie as of yet. But it's not like I don't know how everything will turn out...
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