|We aren't real ... but you wish we were.|
How come the passage of 19 years didn't do anything to Hermione's face? Also, Harry's son seemed like a total pansy. "What if I get put in Slytherin?" Harry should have said, "You better be a Gryffindor! If you aren't, don't come home for Christmas. Santa doesn't give presents to Death Eaters."
British boys are pale.
The Elder Wand looks like it has a little wasps' nest every few inches.
I hate when you've been waiting for a kiss for seven books, eight movies, and eleven years, and the shot of the kiss is blocked by Rupert's fat head. Gah!
Where does Hermione get her shoes? I liked them a lot. Also, where does she get her face? Jealous.
Snape. Too many conflicting emotions about Snape. Love to hate him, but love him!
My arms got tingly when Professor Flitwick started casting the force field charm. That's when you know a movie is true.
Chinese girl with a Scottish accent=way cool! Way! (that's for you, Steph ... not because you are part Asian, but because you are way cool)