The saddest part for me was when Harry was digging Dobby's grave. It was the only time in the war that Harry allowed himself (and us) to grieve. Like Harry, I didn't take time when Fred, Remus and Tonks died. It was war and there just wasn't time to stop. Dobby meant more to me and frankly, I predicted a twin would die and maybe either Remus or Tonks so I was kind of prepared. I wasn't prepared for Dobby. |