" The End is not near, it's here"

Not a breath escaped me as i turned throught the last few chapters of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows at 1 A.M. this morning. From the very first page, my mind was yearning for answers. It is, undoubtedly, the best book in the series. Personally, I believe it's the best book ever. With a plot so well made, a narrative so gripping, language so simple, yet impressive... what more would any reader want.

With all the loose ends wanting to be tied up, each one growing longer and longer ever since that fateful day on which Hagrid burst into the Dursley's 'hut', the wait was truly worthwhile. Even with close to eight main characters dying, even after the disappointment that Dumbledore was, after all, not alive, even with all the shock, anxiety, and sorrow pouring over me, I couldn't help but smile as i closed the book for the first time.

Of course, we all knew that Voldemort would die. Good over evil. It had to be. Shocking at is was to get to know more and more about the mirth and apathy portrayed by him, i think it was a sad, sad way to die. It portrayed his vulnerability, and shattered his supposed control , sureness, and above all, undying power.

Dumbledore's past is another thing that truly shocked me. He was not who i thought him to be. His past seemed to be tainted, because of the way he was at seventeen. Not Dumbledore-like at all. It probably explained the veil he always had around him, that reluctance to tell the truth. Rita Skeeter's right, Dumbledore was a practiced liar.

I also felt that the Deathly Hallows did not play a huge role as such. The continuous debate in Harry's mind- Horcruxes or Hallows, was rather unnecessary. Ultimately, it was the Horcruxes he sought,the Horcruxes he destroyed, to triumph over Voldemort. The Hallows were a meer distraction, Dumbledore's immature fancy.

Harry's selflessness to so willingly give up his life was quite impressive, though thoroughly unbelievable. The tragic hero, all over again.

But we've got to hand it to J.K.R for making such a fantastic last book, for winding up what is possibly the best series ever written, in such a beautiful, meaningful, undisappointing, rowling-like fashion.

Magic may be might. It may not be.

But it is the most luring thing ever.