I'll save my thoughts on Deathly Hallows for another time, if I post them at all. I know a lot of people were probably expecting a lengthy review much in the same manner as I did for Half Blood Prince, but I don't really think too much is necessary this time. Suffice it to say: it was wonderful. It was what I needed it to be. Possibly more on this later. For now, here are some pictures of the antics that ensued at the midnight release party that I attended with BC (who raced into town and wore my "I am Hermione Granger" t-shirt, much to my dismay), and BoBo (his sister, who is also my neighbor and longtime friend).
As expected, I was Hermione.

Getting into a fight with Fleur (BoBo)

Coming home and reading through the weekend (with Moira and Crookshanks by my side)

Very sad to see the end. Am experiencing the sort of quasi-post partum depression that usually accompanies the closing of a show; not sure quite what to do with myself. I've grown up with these books - it's like losing a friend.
Thoughts from anyone else?