This week on the Reading Rambo hosted Harry Potter Readalong: Book One, Chapters 1 through 9. Be sure to check out the linky for all the other bloggers who are rocking out with their HP love out.
Too many feelings. This is going to be way too long if I don't break it down to its barest bullet points, so here we go.
1) As it's been discussed on Twitter and by you guys with your smartness on your blogs, the early chapters on Privet Drive are kind of lame. In a soul-crushing, call child services kind of way. Have you guys come across that theory that the entirety of Harry's story was all in his head? That the story getting so fantastic and so dark was a result of the abuse escalating? That the really crazy parts all took place in Harry's mind when he was BEDRIDDEN at the HOSPITAL? I DO NOT LIKE THINKING ABOUT THESE THINGS.
|*calms self with Christmas candy*|
2) While 1st-half-of-the-book Snape is more one-dimensionally nasty than I remembered, I do know that my feelings for him had softened by the end of Philosopher's Stone. And when the casting for the first movie was announced, my pro-Snape orientation was solidified. I had some pre-existing Alan Rickman Dogma feels.
|The Metatron is my spirit animal.|
3) Going back to Hogwarts made me feel 12 in the best way. It's like, you know how Christmas is always kind of disappointing now that we're "adults" and junk? Because it's just not as magical? I was worried that the first experience of Hogwarts would be all dulled and old hat, but NOPE.
4) I forgot Dumbledore was so light early on.
"Before we begin our banquet, I would like to say a few words. And here they are: Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak!
I'm all used to later-books, badass-Michael-Gambon Dumbledore.
5) Poor Neville! I had forgotten that he was so non-magical early in life. That must have SUCKED. Your family poking and prodding you. Already being a disappointment at, what, 4 years old. Poor Neville.
|Please allow me to hug your face.|
6) STOP BEING MEAN TO HERMIONE, HARRY AND RON. (And Hermione, if you chill out they'll be less mean to you!) Ah, the perils of being 11. I didn't want age to be an excuse, but Laura and Alice pointed out on Twitter that, in fact, everyone sucks at 11.
Now things are getting good. We're past Privet Drive, we're past the troubled beginning of the best book friendship ever ... onward to finding out what's in that grubby little package from vault 713 (oh man you guys I totally know).
Tune in next week when things are revealed!