OK, well, maybe not the apocalypse but I do have some trepidations about being a year away from having teenagers in the house. The most recent reminder that those difficult years are coming soon was picking my almost 12-year-old son and his friends up from the most recent Harry Potter movie. Rather than discussing plot points or cool special effects, they were arguing about which girl in the movie was the cutest. Fleur had several fans though my son seems fixated on Hermione / Emma Watson. Cho Chang, Harry's first romance in the books, did not seem to have any defenders in the car.