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Happy anniversary!!!

24 years ago today, we were seeing the trio for the very first time. Daniel Radcliffe, Emma Watson and Rupert were announced as the actors for Harry Potter, Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley.

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The Sleeping Princess

Author's Notes: Draco goes to see Hermione when she is under the basilisk spell… hope you like it

Second Year

Draco

I looked at her. Her. The Mudblood. Hermione Granger. The girl I had such conflicting feelings for. A being I thought was unique. I hated myself for it. And for not being able to protect her. She was frozen. Her dark hair splayed out, her muscles rigid, her Gryffindor robes on, lying on a bed in the hospital wing, one hand outstretched as if grasping at nothing. And I could do nothing but stare at her like a fool. The Chamber of Secrets had been opened. I should have been happy. The purebloods had won. So why did I feel this way? I breathed in and out. My lungs ached. I searched for comfort in her tense features. There was none. It was like being stabbed by a sword.

I had had to pretend to feel sick in order to go to the hospital wing. To her. It was very foolish. Granger deserved nothing but my ridicule. But I did it anyway. Drawn to her like a moth to a light. Poor fool. I had made a mistake. And I would pay the price. If my father had known, the price would have been unbearable. I pushed the thought away. Too much pain and I didn't want to suffer anymore.

-This is for you- I handed her half a cupcake. The knife mark I had used to divide it stood out like the moon in the dark sky. -Um, I divided it… I was hungry- I ran my fingers over my face. They were wet. It wasn't true. I needed to have something to share with her. -You Mudbloods… you like this kind of thing, right? Well, I stopped by the kitchen… you'd say it was theft or whatever and I'd snap at you… but can we say I did something sweet for you, right? I told myself that maybe you'd be hungry, that maybe you'd wake up- it was hard to look at her like that. Seeing her still. A statue. -I had to wait for those two losers of your friends to come out, I didn't want them to see me- I couldn't let Potter or Weasley see my weakness. Or chase me away.

I moved my chair closer to get a better look at her. She looked like a princess from a fairy tale. The urge to kiss her made my lips burn. I bit them. -Who did this to you?-

Of course Granger didn't answer. My stomach tightened. I wouldn't have gotten any answer and the thought was driving me crazy. She was always talking. Sometimes I even found her voice annoying. I heard noises coming from outside. It was time to go. Before anyone noticed I was there.

I leaned down and gave her a light kiss on the lips. -You would have punched me by now, Granger- I caressed her cheek. Her cold skin tightened my heart. It felt like… no, I didn't even want to think about it. -You'll get through this, Granger, and you'll come back to torment me like you always do, maybe even more to make up for lost time-

I hesitated. It was time to go. I bit the inside of my cheek. The pain made me wince and cleared my thoughts.

-If only I could help you- I stood up. The chair shuffled. I felt a lump in my throat. So tight I couldn't swallow. -Hello, Granger… Hermione- my eyes were burning. I blinked. I couldn't cry. I pressed my lips together. I shouldn't have cried. I wished I could have done more. I wished I were a prince to save her with a kiss. But I wasn't a prince. And she wasn't a princess. A Mudblood. And I… I choked on what I was about to say. You feel nothing but disgust for people like her. And yet I didn't feel disgust. I had never felt it. Irritation, anxiety, agitation. Granger made me feel so many things, but not disgust. Or rather, the disgust was only for myself, even if I didn't know why. I needed air.

-I really hope they can make you go back- I whispered. The words scratched my throat. The pain confused me.

I left her the half cupcake on the nightstand. And I hoped she would appreciate it. It was a bit like giving her half of my heart. I walked away, each step weighing like a boulder. I stopped one last time at the door, one hand on the jamb. I wanted to…

-Granger- I whispered the name. It was stronger than me. And I ran away. I just wanted to forget everything.

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Looking back at this last year, I think it’s safe to say, 34 looked so damn good on you❣️ Emmy nominated, Tony Award winning, forever our Charley Kringas- Daniel Radcliffe!!! 👏🏼🤍✨ And the best part? I know that this is only the beginning of what is yet to come! 💫 Happy 35th Birthday SQUISHY!!!🎂🎉🎈🥳🎊🎁 Wishing you nothing but the absolute best this next year! 🩵🩵🩵

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Emma Watson - Ai Art

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24 years ago today, Emma Watson, Daniel Radcliffe and Rupert Grint were participating to their first press conference for their role announcement as Hermione Granger, Harry Potter and Ron Weasley

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RIP Harry Potter, you would've loved galvanized square steel and eco friendly wood veneer.

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Looking for him

Hermione

The air was so cold it made me shiver. I hugged myself. Why had I chosen such a flimsy dress? A voice in the back of my mind whispered words I didn't want to hear. I pushed them away. I knew I shouldn't have gone to that party. It was just stupid. I bit the inside of my cheek. The garden party had been Ron's idea. Of course, the craziest ideas were his. My stomach tightened. I sucked in air and the cold burned my nostrils. Everything seemed uncomfortable. In the distance I could hear the crackling of the fire, the chatter, the laughter. A moment of happiness. Why did I feel so upset then? I let my gaze wander over the trees, the grass, the low bushes bathed in moonlight.

I wished he could be there. His name caught in my throat. It was forbidden. A year had passed since the final battle, the one in which Voldemort died. A year since the end of everything. And yet I continued to relive those scenes. Some things perhaps never passed. They remained suspended, disappeared for a moment and then returned stronger than before. The sounds, the smells, the sensations. I ran a hand through my hair, pushed back the strands, tried to calm the crazy beating of my heart. I couldn't. Reality was losing clarity in front of me. The screams full of desperation. The pungent smell of smoke. The skin burning with excitement.

-Hey, I'm glad you came- something touched my shoulder. I jumped. -Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you-

I turned and saw Ginny's familiar face, her red hair sliding down her cheeks. She looked very young.

-I wasn't sure you'd come- she pushed back a strand.

-You thought I wouldn't come?- words that scratched my throat.

-You didn't want to come?- Ginny raised an eyebrow, her gaze piercing. I had the feeling that she wanted to read my soul.

I smiled. It wasn't a real smile, but I forced myself to look happy. Ginny's jaw clenched. She didn't believe me, I saw it in her eyes.

-I think that… -

-Sorry- I interrupted her -I have to go- I didn't want her to tell me true things that I wouldn't accept. Things that were probably too true to be accepted. Things that were about me and… him.

-Hermione, wait… -

I didn't listen to her. I walked away from the chaos, the laughter, the chatter. I didn't belong there. I was tied by an invisible thread to someone else. To him.

I slipped through the trees, the air growing colder. The soles of my shoes squeaked. I needed space. I needed to think. I needed to believe I was a normal girl with a normal life. No magic, no impossible loves. Because Draco was that for me. An impossible love, something I wanted and could never have. My sin. My stomach tightened. The torment scratched me. I…

A rustling sound. I turned, my hand running to my wand. An instinctive gesture.

-It's me-

Draco. He stepped out of the shadows, his hands raised as if in surrender. He stopped in front of me, his expression unreadable, a blond lock in front of his gray eyes like winter lakes.

-What are you doing here?- I let my hand fall to my side.

-Well, I was hoping for a welcome- he shrugged -I'll have to settle-

-You shouldn't be here- There were so many things I wanted to say to him. I couldn't. I'd never been very good at expressing feelings.

-But I'm here, Granger… I wanted to see… how they had organized the party-

-Just that?- I barely hid my disappointment.

-Just that- he approached, his step elegant -you Gryffindors are terrible at these things, you don't know how to have fun with class-

I weighed his words. It was the usual verbal duel. -And you Slytherins?-

-We know how to do it very well, Granger- and his words made me vibrate.

My heart tightened. His breathing mingled with mine. I trembled.

-What is it?- a whisper against my lips.

-Nothing- I forced myself to stay still. Still as a statue. -I'm just cold-

Draco took my hands. -They're frozen- he lifted a corner of his mouth -I'll have to warm them-

I felt my cheeks burning. -It's not the case… -

-I insist, Granger, I wouldn't want you to get sick-

I looked down. The words died in my throat. And I was never left speechless. But Draco always turned everything upside down. Like a sudden storm on a sunny day. He was the exception. He seemed unable to help it.

Draco ran his fingers over my hands. His touch was sure and warm. I felt a shiver down my spine. And it wasn't cold. I bit my lower lip. Everything disappeared. The fears, the bad memories, the sadness. He read the change on my face. -Let's say we warm each other-

How come he managed to throw everything up in the air? -You're… -

He didn't let me finish the sentence. He pulled me towards him. His lips laced together to mine. I jumped. The party had taken a different turn and I didn't mind at all.

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