The End

This was my fourth time reading through this series, and I still loved it just as much as when I read it the first time. I remember how shocked I was when I learned that Snape was in love with Lily and because of that, always tried to protect Harry despite how much he disliked Harry because he reminded him of James. I feel like I have always been fairly good at predicting how a book will end, but I remember that I never saw that one coming.

My feelings never faltered when it came to Dumbledore. Even when I was reading the series for the first time, I always assumed that Dumbledore’s intentions were good even when Harry was frustrated with him for not telling him about his family or how to actually defeat Voldemort. Actually, my feelings for Snape as a character never really changed either because even though I did believe he was a “bad guy,” I still loved his character. But it was heart wrenching for me to find out how much he loved Lily. His loss almost seemed the greatest to me.

One of the only things that I really do not like about the end of this series though, is how Harry names one of his sons after Snape, which is revealed in the epilogue. Part of me loves this because I do think that Snape deserves a tribute. However, Harry spent almost seven years absolutely loathing Snape with everything in him, and then he names his child after him. I thought that was a little extreme for Rowling to write, although again, part of me is glad she did. 

This end of this series always encourages me that good will always triumph over evil. I know that's not always the case in reality, but it's nice to feel it even if it's just from reading Harry Potter.