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At the first D.A meeting:

'Right,' said Harry, 'shall we get practicing? I was thinking, the first thing we should do is Expelliarmus, you know, the Disarming Charm. I know it's pretty basic but I've found it really useful -'

'Oh, please!' said Zacharias Smith, rolling his eyes and folding his arms. 'I don't think Expelliarmus is exactly going to help us against You-Know-Who, do you?'

'I'v used it against him,' said Harry quietly. 'It saved my life in June.' Smith opened his moth stupidly. The rest of the room was very quiet. 'But if you think it's beneath you, you can leave,' Harry said.

Smith did not move. Nore did anybody else.

Expelliarmus had actually nothing to do with Harry surviving the graveyard. The entire thing was thanks to Prior Incantato, and the twin cores. If stupid Zacharias would've attempted this against Voldemort, he would've dropped dead quicker then the time Harry caught the Snitch on his first go on the firebolt in book three.

Also, just for the record, FUCK Zacharias Smith!

Hey everyone. I'm struggling with a little task, and I was wondering if you could give me a hand with it. I am now in the makings of a movie. I drew a lot of inspiration with the James Bond franchise, Mission Impossible, Jason Bourne, and the espionage genre.

I am now in the editing portion of this project, and I'm having a little trouble with the music. The James Bond theme is one of, if not, my absolute favourite element of the 007 cocktail. The Bond theme, and many other scores in the franchise, makes for one of my most treasured pieces of music in cinema history. That is why I was so excited for this step in the makings of the movie. But the problem is that I was awake all night, trying to choose background music for my movie, but I couldn't find anything suitable enough.

So I was wondering if you guys could give me a hand with it. Could you please give me suggestions for background music?

Keep in mind that what I'm looking for is not an action packed, kind of score, but a low key, tense, suspenseful, mysterious, atmosphere building, sort of music. One that would continue as long as possible would be just super.

Now, since this is a James Bond sub, obviously you'd recommend me of James Bknd pieces of music. And that would be great, as I've already expressed my genuine adoration of the James Bond music. BUT! If you'll decide to recommend me on other pieces of music, from other franchises, such as I mentioned earlier, that wouldn't go a miss. It would really offer a sense of variety, as I've listened to most of the James Bond scores.

One of Harry's main characteristics is that he hated his publicity. It was clearly stated, especially in the fourth and sixth books:

'Sir - sir, Mr Bagman wants him,' he said nervously. 'All the champions have got to go, I think they want to take photographs ...'

Harry would have given anything he owned to have stopped Colin saying those last few words.

People stared shamelessly as he approached. They even pressed their faces against the windows of their compartments to get a better look at him. He had expected an upswing in the amount of gaping and gawping he would have to endure this term after all the "Chosen One" rumors in the Daily Prophet, but he did not enjoy the sensation of standing in a very bright spotlight.

But in this scene, he actually enjoys his fame and the fact that he's in centre stage once more. Now, before you start telling me that it happened in the book as well, let me stop you right there. Yes it did. It happened in the Gryffindor common room, and yeah, Harry did seem to enjoy it, but not for the reasons depicted in the movie. In the book:

"He couldn't believe how happy he felt; he had Ron back on his side, he'd got through the first task, and he wouldn't have to face the second one for three months."

In the movie, Harry and Ron haven't even reconciled yet. AND YET! Harry had a huge smile on his face, being carried on others' shoulders, (something that didn't happen in the book), and actually saying the words "Who wants me to open it?" as if he's some kind of performer, entertainer, really, who satisfied his fans' hunger for a show. He's not just enjoying his fame, he's relishing it.

Speaking of Harry and Ron's reconciliation, it was handled so poorly in the movie. When Ron entered the common room, everyone went quiet. And then Shamus told everyone to "go back to they're knitting. This is going to be uncomfortable enough without all you nosey sods listening in." The movie treated it as if it was a reconciliation between a husband and wife. The entire moment was so awkward! And then Ron tried to excuse his behaviour by pointing out that he wasn't the only one that didn't believe him. That there were tones of people talking behind his back. At first, I thought it was the movie's way of telling us about that particular plot line from the book. No matter that it was a complete character assassination for Ron, but, hey! The franchise assassinated his character for three whole movies, so what's one more? But then, I remembered that we've already seen that particular plot line, even including the Potter Stinks badges in the scene where Harry told Cedric about the dragons. AND THEN! Ron tried to excuse his behaviour even further with, what was that? Oh, yes: "I told Hermione to tell you that Seamus told me that Parvati told Dean that Hagrid was looking for you." It was so ridiculous that even the film made fun of it: "Who...? Who could possibly figure that out? That's completely mental."

Not only that the films got us to dislike Ron, even the film s themselves dislike him.

The book handled this moment MUCH better! Ron was so ashamed of how he treated Harry these last couple of weeks he couldn't even talk. But then Harry deprived him of the need to say anything at all.

'Forget it,' Harry said.

The two grinned at each other, a bit awkwardly, but then Hermione broke off the awkward silence with one of my absolute favorite moments out of her: she burst into tears, shouted 'You two are so stupid!', stamped her foot on the ground, and gave both of them a hug, before she dashed away.

It's one of my favourite Hermione moments, and one of my favourite golden trio moments, right beside Ron's return in the Deathly Hallows, where Harry told Ron that Hermione was like a sister to him, and then they shared a hug.

But the movie completely butchered this moment by concluding it with Hermione simply saying "Boys." Half amused, half exhausted.

It didn't treat this moment like a major event in the trio's story. He just wanted to wrap things up as quickly as possible so we could move on to the Yule Ball, where we could see even more of Ron being a jerk. I mean, HONESTLY!

If you'd like to offer an alternative, please write it in the comments, with an explanation, of course.

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Can we just take in for a moment the fact that twelve year old Harry Potter texted with Tom Riddle, A.K.A the future dark lord, Voldemort, like FREAKING pen pals?

I don't know. I guess only after Half Blood Prince, when we seriously started to dive deep into his backstory this realisation really hit me hard. I'd love to read about Harry reflecting about this realisation. His level of shock and disgust, described in Rowling's exquisite writing will for an unforgettable read. I think we got close to it when Harry entered Dumbeldore's memories in book four, or Snape's worst memory in book five, when he brought it up to describe the sensation this experience woken in him, with how similar it was.

Overall, I genuinely think that this plot twist of Tom Riddle actually being lord Voldemort is one of the BEST in this entire book series.

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Everything went sideways so incredibly fast.

Just one chapter ago, things were finally looking up. A brilliant rain of epiphanies had fallen upon Harry, suddenly illuminating the truth about the Deathly Hallows, the Horcruxes, Dumbledore, and Voldemort. It was an exhilarating, breathless read. To top it off, we finally got to hear those fiercely missed, familiar voices on Potterwatch—Fred, George, Lee, Remus, and Kingsley. For the first time in what felt like an eternity, I actually cracked a smile.

But just as this chapter lifted us to the top of the world, it cruelly snatched all that joy, hope, and delight away. And it only took a single, impulsive mistake.

Harry said the name. He said the goddamn name.

In an instant, the magnificent feeling of floating on a cloud vanished, replaced by the terrifying sensation of free-falling headfirst without a parachute. From that moment on, things escalated at a pace so frantic I could barely keep up.

Tricked by the Taboo curse, the trio was immediately ambushed by a vicious pack of Snatchers, with the monstrous Fenrir Greyback, leading them. Panic set in. At any second, their captors might see through the makeshift disguise Hermione had brilliantly thrown together in a split-second decision. Ron and Hermione were in just as much mortal peril. Bound and handcuffed alongside a line of prisoners—including Dean Thomas—the trio could only watch in horror as the Snatchers discovered the Sword of Gryffindor.

Harry and Hermione tried frantically to weave a web of lies and false identities, a task made agonizingly impossible for Harry as Voldemort’s mind violently forced its way into his own at the worst imaginable moment.

Then, they arrived at Malfoy Manor. And who should be waiting there but Bellatrix Lestrange herself.

When Draco was brought forward to verify Harry’s identity, the tension was suffocating. Yet, in a shocking moment of hesitation, Draco chose not to snitch. It was a small, staggering mercy. But the reprieve was short-lived. Ron and Harry were dragged down to the dark basement, leaving Hermione upstairs to be brutally tortured by Bellatrix for information about the sword. Hearing her screams was agonizing.

When Bellatrix summoned Griphook to verify if the blade was real, Harry managed to desperately beg the goblin to lie for them. Griphook complied, saving their skins by a thread. Then came Dobby—the absolute king of house-elves—apparating into the cellar to rescue Luna, Dean, and Ollivander.

But the danger kept suffocating them. Wormtail entered the cellar, and in the ensuing scuffle, began to choke the life out of Harry. In a desperate plea, Harry reminded Peter of the life debt he owed him from the Shrieking Shack. That split second of mercy from Wormtail triggered his own doom: his enchanted silver hand turned against him, strangling him to death. It was a grim, impactful end, but there was no time to process it as the chaos raged on.

Storming the drawing-room, Harry and Ron blindsided the Death Eaters. A trio of Expelliarmus spells fired simultaneously from different wands violently hurled Greyback across the room. But just as victory felt within reach, Bellatrix neutralized them instantly by holding a silver knife to Hermione’s throat, forcing Lucius to summon the Dark Lord.

Everything that could go wrong had gone wrong. The stakes were so suffocatingly high that the small victories—Draco’s silence, Griphook’s deception, Wormtail’s hesitation—felt monumental.

Yet, no blow hit harder than the tragic, heartbreaking death of Dobby. To be stabbed in the stomach by Bellatrix's thrown dagger while saving his friends was a cruel, devastating end. Harry’s raw, sobbing reaction tears a hole in my stomach every single time I read it.

The true tragedy, though, culminates at Dobby's funeral. As Harry bitterly notes, Dumbledore’s funeral was a grand, sweeping affair, celebrating a lifetime of monumental achievements. Dobby, by contrast, received only a cheap, hand-carved headstone and a handful of tearful onlookers. Yet, Dobby’s pure bravery and fierce loyalty were no less grand than the greatest wizard who ever lived. Digging that grave by hand, without a wand, was the exact moment Harry finally grew up. It was the moment he shed his childhood and accepted the grim, agonizing reality of what it would truly take to finish this war. Every time I read those lines, I completely break down.

But it’s impossible to ignore the root of this tragedy. Because Harry uttered a single, forbidden word, they were captured, imprisoned, and hunted. Because of him, Hermione was tortured, they were nearly delivered to Voldemort, and Dobby was killed.

It feels entirely like his fault. Some hero he turned out to be. In the entire saga, I don't think our hero has ever made a bigger, more devastating fuck-up.