DarkSpear

Just
so you know, I am such a big Harry Potter nerd; in fact, I once
considered having somebody carve a lightning-shaped wound on my “magic
wand” with a razor, so I’d get the characteristically-shaped scar when
it heals. I still can’t understand why she wouldn’t agree to that.

Also, I actually stayed offline the night before just to make sure I don’t get to read spoilers like Bellatrix kills Dobby on the interwebs, because I don’t like to have my reading experience ruined.

So I walked into Powerbooks Megamall last July 21, with the intent to purchase a copy of the much-awaited Harry Potter and The Deathly Hallows. The lady at the door greeted me a good morning.

“Lord Voldemort does not wish to defile his pureblood self by mingling with filthy Muggles,” I replied.

She shot me a dirty look. Shoot dirty looks on your future ruler, eh?

I decided to let it go, in fact, I am not gonna waste an Avada Kedavra
on her, the last thing I need is to have a flash of green light and a
dead saleslady to have these nerds in Powerbooks panic all around and
cause a stampede or something. I mean, nerd stampede. Ewww. So I keep
my wand safely in my pocket protector and move on.

I couldn’t keep my excitement inside. I just had to tell somebody,
anybody, how I think this book is gonna get. I strike a conversation
with the nice lady in front of me, who is wearing Griffyndor robes and
seems to be fidgeting every five minutes. Read the rest of this entry »