As usual, the book was obtained to time with an end-of-holiday catch-up-on-sleep weekend - and as usual, I seemed to have spent a huge amount of time reading this and ignoring sleep, family, and my travel diaries. C'est la vie, I guess.
I'm continually amazed how Rowling can keep banging out really gripping books, well written and seldom repetitous- about the same group of characters in the same series.
Okay - someone dies (Actually, lots of folks die!), and someone is revealled - but I wont spoil the ending for you. Harry *finally* gets a girlfriend - I think its safe to say that its fairly unnatural for a boy to reach sixteen without a girlfriend, no matter how troubled his life. I for one was starting to get worried. Hell, even *Ron*, the ugly mate, gets himself a girlfriend...
I cannot forsee how Rowling is going to wind this whole series up in just one final book.