It may not make sense to anyone who did not spend a good chunk of their childhood reading and waiting for the next installment in the series, but for me, The Dealthy Hallows closed what had been a great emotional journey.
There were many moments in the series that had me reaching for my tissue: when Harry is held by Mrs. Weasley after the Triwizard tournament in Goblet of Fire, (the first time anyone had ever held him), when Sirius Black, one of the last connections Harry had left to his parents, fell through the veil and died; when Dumbledore fell to his death, the Mirror of Erised when Harry got a glimpse of his entire family; but the most emotional scene in the series, in my opinion, was when Harry left the castle and headed into the Black Forest to face Voldemort.
Sorting out that the snitch in his hand was the Resurrection Stone, Harry turned it over thrice, and his parents, Sirius and recently dead Professor Lupin all appeared. They weren’t ghosts, just shadows of the people they were, but they escorted Harry to his fate, telling him how brave he’d been, how proud they were of him and how they’d never truly leave his side:
You’ve been so brave.”
He could not speak. His eyes feasted on her, and he thought that he would like to stand and look at her forever, and that would be enough.
“You are nearly there,” said James. “Very close. We are. . . so proud of you.”
“Does it hurt?”
The childish question had fallen from Harry’s lips before he could stop it.
“Dying? Not at all,” said Sirius. “Quicker and easier than falling asleep.”
“And he will want it to be quick. He wants it over,” said Lupin.
“I didn’t want you to die,” Harry said. These words came without his volition. “Any of you. I’m sorry — “
This scene solidifies what Harry had always wanted: one more moment, one more frozen second with those he loved and lost and the opportunity to tell them what was in his heart.
-Kristen Warren, Guest Contributor