The Light Behind Your Eyes

I’ve seen posts and comments saying things like “you didn’t even know him, don’t be upset”, and things like that. 

Please realize…

Harry Potter (or other Alan Rickman movies or theatre), is associated with thousands of childhoods. Thousands of memories. For me, Alan Rickman reminds me of the time I first saw Harry Potter. How I wanted to be a wizard when I was a kid and my parents bought me little glass bottles that looked like the potion bottles kept in Snape’s classroom. How It became a tradition, every time a Potter movie would come out, I’d first go see it with my father. How I can still hear that iconic voice in my head, how Snape’s character is one of the most complex and debated in the series. 

So, yes, I’m upset by his death, because so many of my childhood memories include him in them. Having father-daughter time at the movies. Hanging up Harry Potter posters in my room. Crying like a baby during Snapes death scene, because not only was it emotional, it was the last movie-meaning my times of going to see Harry Potter for the first time with my dad, were over.