I have finished. I did not devour, instead, I savored, thought, contemplated, analysed...
I could cry from the beauty of the end, from the completion of the circle.
I always had a suspicion about Snape. I didn't think his hatred of James Potter was rooted simply in the cruel pranks Potter played at Hogwarts. My heart broke for him, many times.
Dumbledore, oh my Dumbledore. How wise he was, to know his own weakness.
Ok. I'm off to sleep, peaceful in knowing that things are ok in Harry Potter Land.