So it all ends.
I’m not even going to write much about it because I will throw a fit of massive PPPD, (Post Potter Premiere Depression). But I will share with you some of the fun photos from last nights shananigans, on our way to the IMAX to see the last part of the Harry Potter phenomenon in London town.
So firstly we all went to Nando’s to keep up tradition and did a bit of posing just for fun. Of course, living in Catford gave us a fun playground, the tough geezers shouting “Oi Potter” at us, and also kids shouting spells at us and people stopping us guessing who we were, it gave us a spring in our step, feeling playful and not as embarressed.
Reaching the IMAX was impressive as ever, although there weren’t as many people properly dressed up as we’d hoped. But from the moment we stepped in, we became an attraction. I thought to myself, that clearly these people are MASSIVE fans, as they must have called exactly 10:00 in the morning and sat in a phone queue for 30-40 min. to get the tickets, like I did, as they were sold out SO fast, so don’t pretend ur not serious about it. GO THE WHOLE WAY! hahaha.
Having walked around the Southbank as these magical people, being greeted rather posetively hearing comments about us, and having an enthusiastic American man about 30 yrs old taking a picture of us with his massive canon camera saying that he was seeing it the next day, we weren’t that surprised to be asked for photos. But OH MY GOD, there were SO many who wanted pictures! It was so funny, they loved it, and they wanted pictures of us in character, standing in the middle of us, and standing in groups etc. So we were there for half an hour, waiting nervously to be called in to the screen, sipping Slushie’s and posing for many enthusiastic fans wearing scars on their faces and a feeble Harry Potter T-shirt. Some people were quite shy and stole themselves to ask us for a photo, and everyone seemed to have to comment on our different costumes, and to tell us how amazing we were. It was quite cool.
When we got inside to the screen I was getting emotional and felt dreadful inside knowing this was the last time, and people walking by to find their seats stopped and asked for photos, and we had to pull ourselves together and pose yet again and again.
Think we kind of got a feel of what it’s like to be famous. Obviously not as much as the real stars, because that is just mental.
But god, what a night. What a film.