As We Go On, We Remember

So, I saw Deathly Hallows 2 last night.

I loved it, is the first thing.
( Spoilers! )

I thoroughly enjoyed myself. However... I cried when I got home. It's silly, really, but... It's really over now. I've been to the theme park already, I don't even have that. Harry Potter was one of my two escape routes during some very tough times, and I grew up with him, like a lot of other fans. I began reading the books at nine, and I'll be twenty-one in November.

So I feel like I said good-bye to the last bit of childhood, as well as enjoyed a very good movie. Conflicting emotions abound.