Midnight.
The only way for me to see Harry off.
Surrounded by people I don't know, but who are definitely not strangers. We were a community, decked in gold and red, in green and silver, in billowing black capes and owlish specs. The crowd cheered and laughed. We watched both Part 1 and 2. In Part 1 when Hermione yells, 'Take it off!' to Harry (about the horcrux), laughter. Rude, dirty laughter! When Harry stripped off to jump in the water; wolf whistles. And when people died :( the entire crowd whimpered.
There wasn't much missing, a few things were altered. There were a few minor minor parts that I would have changed. There were a few things I would have clutched hysterically on the cutting room floor (like a small child in the throes of a tantrum), like a glimpse of Teddy Lupin, or a small final scene with Harry's wand. But it was done beautifully. Dan, Rupert, Emma. You were so wonderful. Your hearts were truly in your performance. Noone could have done it better. I don't think anyone ever will.
It was just beautiful. What else could it be? I'm filled with equal parts happiness and sorrow.
Exactly how growing up feels.
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