bibble, and squee.

Am drunk. ignore me. But I can still spell....

Harry Potter? Fantastico. Not nearly enough Lockhart the *fabulous*, or Snape, but what little there was - well, we spent the film either laughing or trying to shrink in our seats away from the spiders. And have concluded that, yet again, Steph is Hermione. Though we have set up worship of Ron, Hermione and my own personal agenda of 'Can I please have a Draco, Crabbe and Goyle of my own?'. And of, course, fanatics that me and Steph are, we spent at least part of the film going 'No! Slytherins do not share those classes with Gryffindors! Potions and Quidditch only! Even if Draco is fabulous in every scene! Wrong! Wrong! Bad! Cut too much!'

From the pictures, was afraid for Lucius. But no, Jason whatserface, you're wonderful and a perfect father for Draco. We love you. As do we love Dobby the House Elf.

Final note : Hermone and Ron? They made it so clear they're getting together later. Ron's jealousy, equal opportunities concern, the way ( spoiler )

:thump:

Tired. Not much sleep, got up at 7:50 am, been on feet since then. Feet. Hurt. Now I would really, really, like to crash...

But on the other hand, I now possess The Eminem Show and Once More With Feeling OST.