Team Harry

Let's talk Twilight.

I just want to start off by saying I HATE TWILIGHT!

Seriously....who wants to read something about a sparkly guy who loves an idiot girl? OH WAIT! Let's not forget the hairy kid that jumps around the girl too.
Now, don't get me wrong. Vampires and werewolves.....I don't hate 'em. In fact, some might say I like them a lot. But when they are put through the misery of a silly love triangle that ends in a half vampire/half human baby that "belongs" to the werewolf to be his future lover.....I draw the line.

Maybe I should have said SPOILER ALERT before I wrote that last little tidbit. Sorry.
But then if I just spoiled the end of the whole series for you then you aren't really a fan. Fans read the books first.

Not only are the books horribly written but the movies suck too. Kristen Stewart is just goofy, Robert Pattinson will always be Cedric Diggory to me, and every time I see Taylor Lautner, I see Sharkboy.

If you ask me (which you didn't, but I will tell you anyway) there is only one person who could beat out Eddy and Jake in a fight.

Harry Potter.

Before you laugh and point at me let me explain. If you know me, you know how much I love Harry Potter. In my eyes J.K. Rowling can do no wrong (except when it came to pairing my beloved Ron Weasley and that whore Hermione together, but I will forgive you, J.). If Edward and Jacob were rolling around on the ground fighting each other (which is pretty much what they do together), Harry would step in, Avada Kedavra their asses and it would be done. Robert Pattinson already knows a thing or two about that killing spell, doesn't he?
Hahaha, that's right! HE DIED FROM IT!

Not only did J.K. start the HP series on a damn napkin while she was on a train, but she INVENTED a whole entire world filled with places, creatures, magic spells, and people that she MADE UP.

SHE MADE THAT SHIT UP!
Brilliant.

It has everything I could ever want out of a book. Except when Dobby died.
I cried when Sirius died. I cried when Dumbledore died. I cried when Hedwig died, Fred died, Remus died, HELL I even shed a little tear when Crabbe died, but I SOBBED when Dobby died. Why? He was PRESH. He gave his own life to protect Harry and Harry burried him without using any magic. Shut up, it was sweet.

God I love Harry Potter.

It's the greatest thing since sliced bread. It's the bee's knees. The cat's pajamas.

And it houses the love of my life, Ronald Bilius Weasley. (Yes, the ginger.) Don't ask why I love him. Why does the sun rise? Why do birds chirp? Because I love Ron.

Ok, so I think (and hope) I made my point. I could write forever about Harry Potter but I think I will go watch Batman (my second love, and probably a post coming soon).

Here is an HP video that I love. Watch it.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tx1XIm6q4r4