I have been devoting all of my spare time since Saturday morning to reading the final installment of the Harry Potter story, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows and I just feel the need to get a few things off of my chest about it, if you have not read it yet move on as I do not want to be responsible for your spoilage….

From the very first chapter I was hooked, I have a great wife who took Alora to play gym while I camped out in my back yard and read for an hour and a half.  I was pulled along on an emotional roller-coaster with peaks of laughing out loud to valleys to almost being moved to tears.
As I watched Harry loose everything that was important to him, even Ron at one point, I couldn’t help but feel for him.  I have had those moments where everything seems to be heading downhill, why is it those things always happen in groups?

The final chapters kept pulling me along and I was thrilled to learn that Snape was truly a tragic hero who was pulled between loving the Lilly he saw in Harry and hating the parts of James that he saw.  He was truly one of the bravest characters in the story.

On the other hand it really felt like the final chapters and the epilogue were terribly rushed, I thought it may have been because I was speed reading them at midnight so I could get to bed but I have since learned that many people share my feelings.  I have read many great stories and at then end of a good book I have a very satisfactory feeling but this book didn’t give me that satisfaction.  There were still so many gaps that I didn’t see filled and questions that are left unanswered.  It was well worth the read but I am a little disappointed, not simply because the story is at an end but because it didn’t end as well as I had hoped.