Tomorrow, November 19th, 2010, will be the day that changes everything. (Or tonight at midnight if you’re me…)

Okay, well maybe not everything. But it’s still a pretty important day. It’s the day of the Harry Potter premiere. It’s the day that Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part I hits theaters. It’s the day that I take the tickets I bought 3 months ago and head to the movies, anxious and eager to see exactly what they’ve done with scenes I’ve been envisioning on my own for years now. It’s the day my friends roll their eyes at the fact that I’m majorly geeking out over Harry Potter and get to listen to my constant commentary throughout the movie. (That’s not how it happened. Seriously? WHAT. DID . THEY. DO?)  It’s the day we’ve all I’ve been waiting for.

But on the off-chance that not everyone is quite as obsessed with Harry Potter as I am, CollegeCandy has your back. I’m here to provide you with all the vital information you may have forgotten about the world of Harry Potter. I’m here to remind you where we left off and what lies ahead.  So here’s what you need to know.

First off,  Dumbledore is dead.

That’s right, dead. For real. There will be no magical resurrections come the start of the seventh movie. Dumbledore is dead. And Snape is the one who killed him. Snape. Who’s evil now.  Or is he? Harry, Ron, and Hermione always suspected that their potions professor was better suited for the dark arts. But he was a member of the Order of the Phoenix, and one of Dumbledore’s most trusted confidants. Dumbledore trusted him. He was sure Snape was on his side. But he killed him. But Dumbledore didn’t seem the least bit shocked when Snape raised his wand to him. Interesting, very interesting. Was Dumbledore not sharing all of his secrets?  Most definitely.

But you’ll find out more about that once Deathly Hallows starts getting good. For now, let’s focus on what the dearly departed Dumbledore did share with Harry. And that would be his search for the horcruxes.

What are the horcruxes? Read More »

Week after week (after week after week…), CollegeCandy and our pal John bring you some of the weirdest, funniest, and saddest things he hears on his college campus. And we know he’s not the only one who hears this stuff. Join the Overheard revolution! Listen in on some weirdos’ conversations and share them in the comments or send ‘em over to us to put in next week’s post.

(Two girls, hanging out in the women’s center.)

Girl: It would decrease your value as a lesbian lover if you didn’t have any fingers.

(One girl, leaning across the aisle during class.)

Girl 1: Hey… hey.

Girl 2: What?

Girl 1: Have you ever been to CakeFarts dot com?

(Guy, talking to his friends at a restaurant.)

Guy: I kinda want to shoot myself in the stomach so food will fall out. Read More »

I decided to get out of town for the weekend. You know, head to the country where my cell phone doesn’t get service, my computer doesn’t get internet and my hair doesn’t get…clean.

And, obviously, on this particular weekend huge things happened in the world of pop culture and entertainment, which leave me with hundreds of emails and tons of voicemails upon my return. Note: hair extremely greasy.

Um. Dumbledore is gay!?

What? How on earth did I miss that? I mean, really; how the hell did I miss that?

I have read every single Harry Potter book…3 times.

I majored in English in college, meaning I learned the art of reading between the lines in all sorts of texts.

I am a total fag-hag and love (absolutely adore) gay men.

If anyone should have seen that one coming it would have been me.

I am not saying that I am some genius (though, if you would like to think of me as one I am more than happy to agree), but I am saying that I am always on the lookout for interesting sub-plots and the meaning behind everything an author writes. Especially when it involves fabulous and powerful gay men.

So, if JK had indeed intended Dumbledore to be gay from the beginning, I would have seen it. And I did not. There was no pink décor in Dumbledore’s office. There were no saucy memories of late nights in Hogsmeade’s most hoppin’ gay bars floating around the Penseive. There wasn’t even an inkling of interest between Dumbles (as I like to call him) and Cedric Diggory, and how could any gay man not fall for that boy’s eyes, not to mention his skills on the Quiddich pitch? Read More »