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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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Hermione

The pungent smell of magic filled the air. The Great Hall was full of people. I had never seen it so crowded and I had never perceived such a strange atmosphere. I let my gaze pass over the people present, my heart tightening in my throat. The final battle against Voldemort was over, I should have felt lighter, more euphoric, more relieved. And instead the only thing I could feel was a vague sense of nausea and a tiredness that made my mind slow and numb. If there was one thing I hated, it was this feeling. I breathed in deeply. Ron, sitting next to me, was talking and had his arm around my shoulders. I felt like I was caged. A cage with golden bars, but still a cage. And I felt the need for a person. A being whose spirit was a mirror image of mine. Draco. Just thinking about his name confused me. It was like a dagger that wounded my very being. I looked around, in a vain attempt to distract myself. I noticed Harry and Ginny. In love, they were enough for themselves.

-How quiet you are-

I almost jumped, torn from my thoughts. I turned my head slightly, my hair sliding down my cheek, just enough to look at Ron's friendly face. He was my friend. It probably would have been something more if it hadn't been for him… Draco Malfoy. My torment, as only impossible loves can be.

-Are you not okay?- Ron continued, not hiding a hint of worry in his voice. I found myself thinking that Draco would do it. He would deny being worried and then check that I was okay. With him it was always like this, a denial, an exhausting fight to see who was stronger, better, simply better. And yet I couldn't live without him.

-I… yes, I'm okay- I lied. An inevitable lie.

Someone was laughing out loud. It was a celebration, yes, even if it had the faint, bitter taste of mourning. I noticed Neville recounting the events in words, more certain than he had ever been before.

-If you want to rest… - Ron tried, letting the words fall like that, in the air thick with joy, like stones thrown into water.

-I need the bathroom, - I murmured. I slipped from his light grip. I slipped away. I couldn't stay there, I couldn't fool him like that. It was wrong. Maybe it was inevitable, though.

-Hermione… -

-I'll be right back, - I said quickly. I certainly didn't want him to offer to accompany me or follow me. My legs carried me outside. Halfway there I realized that they knew where I had to go. To him. To Draco. To my mirror soul. It was as if they knew where he was. The cool night air caressed my face.

And there he was, sitting on the ground, the grass brushing his ankles, his gaze lost up, looking at those huge, cold stars. Indifferent to everything. I froze, petrified by him, by his mere presence. I watched him, the way a child might watch an exotic animal, because to me that was Draco. An exotic animal walking among people. His blond hair fell, unkempt, over his pale face. His elbows rested on his knees, his legs were close to his chest. There was something tormented about him. I swallowed the fear of rejection. With Draco it was always possible. He was unpredictable. I never knew how to act when I was near him. A snake. Yes, a snake that could bite you, for almost no reason.

-Are you going to stand there and watch me for much longer, Granger?-

I flinched. Of course, he had seen me. He always saw everything. I sighed, feigning a calm that I didn't have. With him I was never calm. The world exploded inside me. Black dots fell in front of me. I ignored them.

"Why are you here?" I asked. I wanted to sound confident, but my voice was shaking. Why was it so hard?

"Where else would I be, Granger?" and my name almost sounded like an insult between his lips.

"Celebrating, like the others."

"Celebrating? But what is there to celebrate?" His face burned, his fists clenched, his eyes narrowed. Anger. He felt anger. It was a common feeling for him… and for me too. We were connected by an invisible thread. Painfully invisible. Anger and a hint of despair.

"We won," I tried, but I couldn't pretend to be happy. Draco was right and that upset me.

"Is this winning?" He made a sweeping gesture, indicating the destruction that was blazing everywhere. I knew what he was referring to. The deaths, the pain, the misunderstandings. -I think we all lost-

I didn't speak. Draco's words were strong, restless, aggressive. They were words that reflected his personality.

-No, I don't think so… we lost- he whispered, darkly.

-Your mother will be looking for you- I murmured, to change the subject, to drag him away from a thought that could only hurt me.

-I know, but I needed to be alone… did you get together with Weasley?- and his voice was strange, high-pitched, painful and bloody with

me a wounded animal. He wasn't looking at me, his eyes turned to the stars, but I was sure that somehow he saw me anyway.

-What do you care?- the question, too abrupt, came out spontaneously.

Draco stiffened. The magic moment was over. The tension was creeping between us again. I was confused. Very confused.

-Hermione-

I jumped, a wave of nausea suffocated me.

-Weasley- Draco said. A word full of hate, anger, desperation. -Run to him, your boyfriend is waiting for you-

I opened my mouth to deny, to say that Ron wasn't my boyfriend. But I would have lied.

-Go to him- Draco continued.

-Hermione- Ron again. Why wasn't he silent? Why didn't he leave me alone? My temples began to throb. I didn't move. My legs wouldn’t obey me. Maybe it was for the best. Ron would see us and understand. A sense of freedom shook me. Everything would be resolved this way. Cruelly simple. And then Draco stood up. I looked at him, my mind clouded with confusion. I opened my lips to say words that didn’t come out, frozen in the back of my throat. I watched him go. His back straight, his carriage elegant, his blond hair shining in the soft starlight. I didn’t move when he disappeared. I didn’t move until Ron found me like this, my mind blank, tears digging into my eyes, my heart simply broken.

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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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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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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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