the end is the beginning is the end, and it stinks

there's so much i want to write about harry potter. i know, it's been a month since i read deathly hallows. i have since read all the others, haphazardly though. but i seriously need an outlet for my angst (i am such a fangirl) because it's seriously interfering with my long-delayed schoolwork.

let's talk about that greasy-haired git. one of my favorite lines has got to be the one on my homepage. snape has been one of my favorite characters, precisely because he was a character. he's not like wise old dumbledore, the spinster aunt-ish mcgonagall, the overly confident yet bitter sirius, the paranoia-inducing mad-eye... the list could go on and on. he's not overly impressed with harry -- well, he's not overly impressed with most people -- and even dumbledore was not spared his sparkling wit.

"would you like me to do it now? or would you like a few moments to compose an epitaph?"

it's rather disturbing to be reminded of his capacity for hatred and revenge. but then why be surprised, knowing how appallingly he was treated when he was a student, even beforehand. the character of snape is deliciously complex, in toeing the very fine line between good and evil, and knowing that sometimes it really is what we value most that makes all the difference. jo did a great job picking alan rickman as snape. alan is such a great actor, plus he does get the mumbling down pat. and oh god, he and the hair are like an old married couple. whenever i think back to love actually and his scenes with laura linney, he possesses the right amount of sarcasm needed to take on snape. snape needs load of it.

like harry, i thought the appearance of sirius in his life was far too short. the battle at the department of mysteries was definitely a three-hanky moment, which extends after harry's rage and grief has been spent somewhat. but in the grand scheme of things, sirius has served his purpose: to reveal the truth of what happened that halloween night, to be a proper (or not) godfather and friend to harry, to help along the revival of the order of the phoenix. i'm sad that i missed seeing the movie while it was showing at the cinemas, because even though i thought gary oldman was downright spooky when i saw prisoners of azkaban, i looked forward to hearing that maniacal laugh when sirius went through the veil.

finally, remus and tonks. i so did not see that coming at the end of half-blood prince. but when i reviewed the archive on fanfiction.net, stories on them started appearing even before the release date of hbp. since i went about reading the series in the wrong order (pun not intended), i wasn't sure if they weren't being set up since tonks first appeared on ootp, or if it was just wishful thinking. so anyway, they are my current flames. the dreadful (but understandable) lack of detail about their relationship is a mine of inspiration for fanfic writers, and i am really enjoying all the back stories they made up. it made me realize all the more that i am so into quiet, witty, bookish (as opposed to sporty) guys, but they must have a slightly sarcastic yet excellent sense of humor, originality, and also be a bit of a risk-taker. tall order, i know (again, not intended). and i am a little bit like tonks, especially about the clumsiness (plenty flat-footed), the music, and being a tomboy. not as brave as her, though.

so, the point of all of this is... i love tonks and remus! (can't deny it, i am a fangirl.)