Done. I feel like Bastian in the Neverending Story. Phew.
This book was everything I wanted it to be. Though I didn't think I was going to be able to cope with Fred...that was hard. Hell, Hedwig was hard.
I think it did every aspect some decent justice, though you always end up wanting more, don't you? More Neville, more Snape, more McGonagall yelling war cries, even though she packed in all of their bits as well as she could.
I was irked at Harry's wand controlling himself and was rather concerned that this would end up being yet another book where Harry would get carried by everyone else and happenstance. Thankfully, that worry was unfounded.
Enough for now, I'm sated, and with a headache to boot. Glad I got through it.
