The Seventh and the Final
"The dedication of this book is split in seven ways, To Neil, To Jessica, To David, To Kenzie, To Di, To Anne, and To You, if you have stuck with Harry until the very end."
Blimey, people, it took me a long time to finally write my piece on the much awaited Final Book of the epic tale of Harry Potter!
It is just that I was in denial in thinking that Book 7, is the final, and the last. Huhuhu. Call me an idiot or an overly-dramatic bookphrenic but the Harry Potter series has been part of my life already. Thanks to my BC teacher, Jean Claire Dy, who first introduced me to the series. 
So, how was the book? Well, I want all to know that I am writing no review here at all. Because if I do, I might as well be biased. I am here to write my sentiments, that’s all, thank you very much.
My plan really was to read the book chapter by chapter, slowly, in order to fully relish and cherish the moment. But then, you just have to give it up to JKR’s brain of creativity that I really could not stand putting the book down (well, except those moments that I had to eat or go to my classes).
To those who guessed it right, we’ll finally feel, as JKR puts it, vindicated. [spoiler starts here] Yes, Harry is the seventh and the last Horcrux! I am just glad that it didn’t turn out that he and Riddle should die. Though of course, I was sure I was quite convinced that he had to, after reading the chapter, the Prince’s Tale. I felt really emotional when he finally realized the meaning of "I open at the close" and he finally whispered "I am about to die." And then the part where the Deathly Hallow stone brought back his parents, Sirius, and Remus brought me to tears, especially that part when he said "Sorry" to Remus, and when he whispered to Lily to "stay close."
And of course, I was so glad to hear back the good old wisdom of Albus, and his remorse over his dark youth days. I am glad that JKR did not make him an overly perfect character. Really, Rita Skeeter’s book on the LIfe and Lies of Albus Dumbledore made me really curious to know the truth about Kendra and Ariana and Aberforth. Turned out Rita was just being who she is, a power-hungry story-weaver of a journalist. Tsk. Tsk. Tsk.
Oh, I can’t help but be shocked by the death of Fred Weasley. I mean, Fred, hello? He was the better half of all my laugh trips in the book and to read his death that way (and [he] stared without seeing, the ghost of his laugh still etched on his face) was very ironic for his personality. And to think that he was the first to forgive Percy.
Of course, I was glad to read and see more familiar faces again like Viktor Krum, Oliver Wood and the rest of Harry’s Quidditch team, etc… And yeah, I am so damn proud of Hermione Granger for being smart and everything! And Luna and Neville.. [spoiler ends here]
I could go on rambling and I know for the next few days my word of mouth will be about Harry and the rest of the gang. I haven’t reached the point of "I open at the close" yet.
