My Potter better than yours!
Well, I could start the post by saying (*SPOILER*???Not really!) DUDLEY IS A WIZARD but then some of you might come at me and sue me. Just that you can't. Hee Haw cos he may be one in my Book but he probably ain't one in yours! This is how it all began. A friend sneaked me a hush hush copy of what he thought was a Potter last week. It looked authentic enough with the right cover, characters, an impeccable plot and soem editorial notes to add some authenticity. I was super thrilled and smug.. wanting to announce to the world but fearing the internet police (or whatever they are). I have to confess I was a bit taken aback by all the excessive "snogging" and even hints at "shagging" going on in the first 300 pages. Al that Harry seemed to be doing was kissing Ginny's throat over and over again and getting all teary-eyed. And when Tonks started doing that to Lupin, I had to take a pause and think.. Am I really reading the right Harry Potter?
As it turns out, I was not. It was a very well-crafted fan fiction. I have some theories about the author though - she is definitely a woman (all that Mills and Boons passion, throbbing and heaving has to be a woman!) and my hunch is she is desi (Indian in America). I swear to you the love and friendship scenes are so Bollywood-sque that I almost expect Ron and Harry to get on a motor bike and break into the "Yeh Dosti" Sholay song. And when Tonk and Lupin die shielding Harry, and they are found dead holding hands.... I mean come on!
But, to give full credit to the totally crazy fan (she actually had time to write 700 pages for a fake HP that probably no one except fools like me and my friend end up reading), the plot is quite consistent. Snape, Weasely, Granger, Umbridge, Lupin, Malfoy... all seem to fit right in. There are bad parts, the search for the Horcrux is painfully slow, Malfoy and Pansy keep snogging, and so do everyone else. But rest is all pretty fun.
To join in fully with the Potter Mania, A and I went and watched Goblet of Fire at the Hatch Shell by the Charles. It was quite amazing to watch it under the stars with the occasional low flying air plane and sudden chilly gusts of winds (Harry in a broomstick wearing an invisbility cloak?!). Then we mingled with the mad stampeding crowd at Hogwart Square (Harvard square was raking in moolah by keeping all stores open till midnight). The line outside the Coop was a mile long (no exaggeration), other stores were doing mostly pre-orders at midnight so it wasn't as crazy. A & I felt a little (actually about 10 year) older than the average crowd so we decided to keep off the wizard caps and stick to the older watch-the- fun crowd. But we joined in with the wizard-capped women, the Malfoy look alikes, Tonks' pink haired girls, and deadly death eaters as they counted down to 12 am. We screamed with the crowd as the first Harry Potter book was released and bought.
Then I yelled out Harry is a Horcrux and Umbridge gets eaten by Greyback, And ran back home.
I think I am all set. My Harry is definitely better than yours.
As it turns out, I was not. It was a very well-crafted fan fiction. I have some theories about the author though - she is definitely a woman (all that Mills and Boons passion, throbbing and heaving has to be a woman!) and my hunch is she is desi (Indian in America). I swear to you the love and friendship scenes are so Bollywood-sque that I almost expect Ron and Harry to get on a motor bike and break into the "Yeh Dosti" Sholay song. And when Tonk and Lupin die shielding Harry, and they are found dead holding hands.... I mean come on!
But, to give full credit to the totally crazy fan (she actually had time to write 700 pages for a fake HP that probably no one except fools like me and my friend end up reading), the plot is quite consistent. Snape, Weasely, Granger, Umbridge, Lupin, Malfoy... all seem to fit right in. There are bad parts, the search for the Horcrux is painfully slow, Malfoy and Pansy keep snogging, and so do everyone else. But rest is all pretty fun.
To join in fully with the Potter Mania, A and I went and watched Goblet of Fire at the Hatch Shell by the Charles. It was quite amazing to watch it under the stars with the occasional low flying air plane and sudden chilly gusts of winds (Harry in a broomstick wearing an invisbility cloak?!). Then we mingled with the mad stampeding crowd at Hogwart Square (Harvard square was raking in moolah by keeping all stores open till midnight). The line outside the Coop was a mile long (no exaggeration), other stores were doing mostly pre-orders at midnight so it wasn't as crazy. A & I felt a little (actually about 10 year) older than the average crowd so we decided to keep off the wizard caps and stick to the older watch-the- fun crowd. But we joined in with the wizard-capped women, the Malfoy look alikes, Tonks' pink haired girls, and deadly death eaters as they counted down to 12 am. We screamed with the crowd as the first Harry Potter book was released and bought.
Then I yelled out Harry is a Horcrux and Umbridge gets eaten by Greyback, And ran back home.
I think I am all set. My Harry is definitely better than yours.
posted by Amrita Pande at 6:01 AM
2 Comments:
tube light! vaise ek aur harry potter has been sneaked in. j says he has the definitive copy.
yaha sure I don't trust no J shay. I read the real one yesterday. U can tell how vela I am!
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