Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince

The last time I read a book into the wee hours of the morning, it was Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix which got me engaged in hours and hours of reading without taking an eye-break. This time, it was Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince. For the final time, stop telling me that ‘Oi! Dumbledore died!’, because I’ve already read the book. Yes, it was a sad, sad chapter in Harry’s life, and probably mine too, because he saw Dumbledore died, and I read about Dumbledore dying. Cheer up, people. Anyway, just a small synopsis of the book, it was definitely darker than the other books, and people start to show their true colors. But the characters seemed to be acting weirdly, and that definitely did not glue with the fifth book. Could have been the hormones, I thought. Well, never mind. I wouldn’t want to divulge more, in case I get sued through my blog or get killed by those who haven’t read the book yet. Go open that Pandora’s box yourself.