THE REAL YOU & ME ━━ ❝ what if every girl's favorite fandom of snamione came true? j.k. rowling has read many stories about her favorite actor as well as actress. after many pleads in fan mail for a movie on their love based on fanfics, she decides...
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As I sat at the Ashmolean bar in the Cafe at the Ashmolean Museum of Art and Archaeology, I sipped at my chamomile tea as soft music played overhead. Glancing down at my watch, I found it very hard to not checked it every few seconds. She said she would meet me here; by she, I mean the one and only Emma Watson. Time was cutting close, and I started to worry she might not show.
It had been a few weeks since I had last seen Alan for brunch. I was finally able to get some time for her to meet me, between her busy schedule and mine, it was a miracle. Despite her sharing how busy she has been, she made the time to meet with me today, which I am so grateful for. Rubbing my arms, I thought of her sudden reaction when I phoned her and asked to meet, she was absolutely ecstatic to hear from me!
Looking around me at the half full cafe, I pulled out my notepad I carried with me and began jotting down whatever ideas came to mind about the production. So many ideas have come and gone, things I liked and didn't- just so many possibilities thanks to the brilliant mind of fanfiction writers. As I was lost in my writing, so deep in thought, I didn't feel a hand touch my shoulder, causing me to flinch and almost knock my tea over. Quickly closing my notebook, I met the warm, welcoming and sweet eyes of Emma Watson. Relief flooded me as I smiled and embraced me in a tight hug.
"Jo! It's been far too long!" She said pulling away looking at my now frazzled appearance. I brushed a piece of hair behind my ears and laughed.
"And my have you definitely grown, Emma. I remember when you were 'ye high!" I said, showing her how tall she was when I first started working with her. She clutched her side and laughed. "Do sit down, please." I said, showing her to where I was seated. She simply took her seat and turned her gaze at me, which felt like it lasted ages. I instantly blushed and looked down, grabbing my teacup in my hand. She snapped out of her, I suppose, reverie and blushed.
"Sorry! I didn't mean to stare it's just been... so long! I just couldn't help but have a flashback to the old days." She said with a vague smile. I nodded my head; I understood the sentiment, it really was a bit overwhelming after so many years.
"So, how have you been doing? I have been absolutely terrible with keeping up with anyone lately, so I do apologize if I may seem... out of the loop." I said, giving her a sympathetic look. She waved me off.
"Don't worry, Jo. I understand that all too well." A waitress walked over and asked Emma if she would like to see a menu and she shook her head, "Oh no thank you, if I could just get a cappuccino, please?" The waitress nodded her head and walked away, letting us return to our conversation. With a smile, she continued; "Let's see. I finished college at Brown University in America with a bachelor's degree in English literature. Movie production has been small, slow, and little to none, and I just recently started a foundation called He For She, it's an organization for feminism." She said with a smile as I looked at her in amazement. I couldn't help the small gasp that escaped my lips, I was so proud of her.
