So, apparently late nights mean I'm going to start writing Harry Potter fic... again. Seriously. I'm about to go off to university and I'm still - nevermind. The point is, I was doing some research to check my accuracy and some very excited news was revealed to me:
1. I share a birthday with Sean Biggerstaff AKA Oliver Wood. WOOP WOOP.
2. Oliver Wood is actually going to be in Film Seven!!! It's been, what, four films without him? I can understand cutting his scene from Four but Three?! Three?!! They cheated him out of his last year. URGH. See, I'm a die-hard Potter fan in the sense that Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkhaban is an awesome book and I love it and I don't really care about the rest as long as book three remains. And though I was sickened by the sixth film (I actually contemplated asking for my money back - my thoughts as the credits rolled in were "okay, haha, very funny, now give us the real film... wait, hang on... you can't be serious... WHAT?!?") I have hopes that the two-parts scenario will force them to do some decent background
I might actually bother to go and see it as it's got Oliver in it because Oliver means potential for Oliver/Percy.
Oh, and I just realised the guy set up to play Grindelwald is the "But tomorrow, might be quite nice to have some dry ice" Rocker guy from RocknRolla. And the guy to play young Albus is blond. Yeah, maybe I don't want to see this film after all. :P
Okay, I'm going to bed now, I swear. And I promise, in the morning, we'll look back on this and say "let's be fair, she was up at 3am the night before" and pretend it never happened.
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