This week, Chuck and I decided we were in the mood for a Harry Potter movie-watching marathon. We got the first movie from Netflix and it just so happened that ABCFamily was airing the rest! I will always be the person who adamantly believes that the books are better than the movie, but who doesn't love some Maggie Smith and Rupert Grint? :)
I began re-reading the books a few months back and after watching The Goblet of Fire, The Order of the Phoenix and The Half-Blood Prince last night, I've determined that my absolute favorite Harry Potter character is Neville Longbottom. Now before I continue, please believe me when I say it is not just because he looks like this:
Although, it certainly doesn't hurt.
The reason I'm so in love with his character is because I want to believe that I'm Neville Longbottom. Throughout grade school I was a big-headed, buck-toothed, brace-faced hopelessly awkward girl who was incredibly unsure of herself. Pretty much like every other pre-teen. But my awkward stage lasted straight through my senior year of high school. I never had a boyfriend, and while I have always excelled academically, I'll be the first to admit sometimes my common sense is not always there.
I'm dopey, dorky, clumsy and dreadfully uncool. Kind of like Neville Longbottom.
Although, parts of my childhood were heartbreaking and traumatic, I rose above it. Kind of like Neville Longbottom.
And if it came down to it, and the world as I knew it was threatened to be overtaken by evil and the lives of the people I loved hung in the balance, I like to think I would put on my big-girl pants, stare into the eyes of danger and take on the Dark Lord himself. Kind of like Neville Longbottom.
It's scary and humbling to realize the extent of the capacity for both good and evil that we all contain within ourselves. But I like to think that in another universe, these crazy kids could have take on the world together: