south of the loop

No Bean Spilling

But I did just finish Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows.

I’m exhausted from 6 1/2 straight hours of reading; my neck hurts, I’m hungry, I’m thirsty, and I’m going nuts without anybody to talk about it with. So please, if you’ve finished, let me know! (By email, since I don’t want to be responsible for any bean spilling in the comments).

I decided—after I finished, of course—that I wanted to see what the alleged spoilers had said. I came across a spoof spoiler claiming that Harry would get all the girls in this book because now they “are old enough for Sex Magic.” Ha.

In Which I Very Briefly Stop Reading Harry Potter

I’m moving slowly through Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince, partly because I want to soak up every little detail, and partly because I’m terrified to toe the precipice of the series’ looming finale. Please don’t kill Harry, Ms. Rowling (or is that Lady Rowling by now?). Please. I still haven’t recovered from Dumbledore’s death two years ago.

In the meantime, a quick life update for those who turn their nose at Harry Potter and insult humanity. Next Wednesday is my final day copy editing for Company, and the following Monday, I start an amazing new job at … we’ll call it Organization. I’ll be a senior writer for a major conservation organization, and I am both excited and terrified. If there was ever a perfect position, this is it—not only is it a full-time writing position, I’ll also get sent out to conservation sites so I can get to know my subject material. Seriously, y’all, they’re actually paying me for this! It’s just enough outside my background to be frightening and challenging, but Organization’s principles and mission match nicely to my own, so I’m not too worried about building up my expertise quickly. My new boss is already setting up meetings and including me on office emails, so it looks like I’ll be hitting the ground running come July 23!

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current book: Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince. I am going to see the fifth Harry Potter movie—affectionately as HPV by my friend Eryn—tomorrow night. And holy shit am I excited! Almost to the point that I don’t care if I like it or not—I just want something Harry Potter-related to hang on to. I’m really not ready for it to end. Perhaps I need to consult a therapist.

current music: My friend Ryan just loaded a handful of CDs on me on Badminton Day Fourth of July. Better upload those soon. Don’t think my new job is going to be as conducive to having my earbuds in all the time.

current socks: Stripey McStripesalot.

Snape: Friend or Foe?

If you are not a fan (or a reader) of Harry Potter, it’s probably best to stop reading this post now, as it won’t make much sense.

In The Sorcerer’s Stone, Professor Snape turns out to have challenged Professor Quirrell’s loyalties—not, as Hermione, Harry, and Ron thought, tried to get the stone for himself. It seems clear enough that Snape suspects Quirrell’s intentions, whether or not he suspects that Q. has got himself tangled up with Voldemort. Right? He even confronts Q. on this matter, once overheard by Harry (under the cloak of the Invisibility Cape), and once when Snape tries to head Q. off on the forbidden third floor (after a troll diverts the rest of the teachers).

But by the end, it is known that Voldemort has used Quirrell as a host body. So Snape must know, at least after the fact, that all his confrontations have been witnessed by Voldemort, his old boss (and whose name I keep typoing as Voldemart).

So how, much later on, does he convince Voldemort that he is worthy of spying at Hogwarts? Surely Voldemort is suspicious after the Sorcerer’s Stone incident? Or am I forgetting something?