Is it weird that I like this book in part because my favourite character dies?
I'm twisted, I know. But that's not the only reason. I like Harry being all angsty. It seems realistic. He's gone through a hell of a lot, it's no surprise it's made him incredibly angry at the world. That it's realistic is not necessarily the draw - one of the pro's about fiction is being able to avoid the realistic option in favour of the more satisfying one. However, in this case, it worked for me. Bear in mind, I was fourteen, nearly fifteen, when this was released. I had a lot of pent up rage.
That scene with Fred and George.
Umbridge, you evil bitch you.
Neville, you adorable little fool.