Harry Potter and the Scared Children

Last night I watched Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire with an 8 year old and two 4 year olds. I know I deserve Best Aunt of the year award.

I love Harry Potter and will defend that series of movies/books to the death. THE DEATH. I am personally responsible for turning many people onto that series and having them love it and join me in my rally to defend HP to the death. The thing about Harry Potter is that while it may have initially been written for the kiddies, there comes a point in the story where, "We're not in Kansas anymore." And the Goblet of Fire is about the point where that tornado hits and Voldermort officially comes to life.

I hadn't watched the movie in a while, so I forgot that the first scene after the big Quidditch game turned scary (for the kids) quite fast. This is where the Death Eaters are introduced while they set anything in sight on fire and a big smoky serpent in the sky is announcing the imminent arrival of Voldermort.

CUE LIVING ROOM SCENE.

We're on the couch enjoying the Quidditch match. The kids are smiling and thinking how cool it is for these grown men to be flying around on brooms chasing balls and snitches. The scene cuts back to the tent where Ron is gushing over Viktor Krum, a famous player, when all of a sudden there is chaos right outside! Everyone leaves the tent to see what the commotion is about only to be met by engulfing flames. At this point the Death Eaters make their appearance.

Here is where my fun begins because my niece and nephews went from huge smiles on their faces and enjoying the movie to hiding behind couches and wondering how this turn for the worse could happen so quickly.

As soon as the first Death Eater came on scene, my niece's face quickly changed from happy to worry as she said, "Who are they?! WHAT'S GOING ON???!!!"

She ran to me and as I was hugging her and protecting her from the evil Voldermort clan, I couldn't help but laugh. Looking over to where my godson was sitting, I now found him crouching behind the couch with just his little head peaking over the arm rest.

It was just hilarious to see these kids scatter around the room looking for nooks to hide in. It made me think of when I was a kid and would look under my bed to make sure that Freddie Krueger or Chucky weren't hiding there waiting to eat my face as soon as I fell asleep.

Scary movies as a kid are definitely no fun unless there is an adult to protect you from the monsters and secretly laugh and make fun of you for being such a scaredy cat.