Emma and Daniel sleeping between takes of Deathly Hallows part 1
People who are close to me know, they so know, that there were days when it was decidedly unglamorous. And I was so tired, I would fall asleep anywhere. They’ll never be released, but the onset photographer has pictures of me falling asleep everywhere. Like on chairs, on the floor, in the middle of a set, all curled up.
Like a cat…There were times when crew members didn’t know where to find me, but they knew I’d be curled up in a ball somewhere.
I’ve also modified my parents’ memories so that they’re convinced they’re really called Wendell and Monica Wilkins, and that their life’s ambition is to move to Australia, which they have now done. That’s to make it more difficult for Voldemort to track them down and interrogate them about me – or you, because unfortunately, I’ve told them quite a bit about you. Assuming I survive our hunt for the Horcruxes, I’ll find Mum and Dad and lift the enchantment. If I don’t – well, I think I’ve cast a good enough charm to keep them safe and happy. Wendell and Monica Wilkins don’t know that they’ve got a daughter, you see. - Hermione’s eyes were swimming with tears again.
The most disappointing thing is when I click on the username next to a nasty comment and it’s a member of the HP fandom or a nerdfighter or something of the sort; it’s just like when you think really highly of a friend and they let you down. You know it’s not the end of the world and it doesn’t necessarily even affect you but…they could be so much better and so much kinder and they chose not to be and it’s that that is a shame and a waste.
It’s been a year since Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows: Part 2 was released. I’ve grown up a lot since then but it also makes me quite sad for various reasons to look back at this. I say often: the person you see in my videos isn’t exactly me. I stress that I don’t tell my YouTube audience everything about me. But what I didn’t expect is to look back at this and not remember how it felt to have fun with friends with two parents alive and waiting for me at home. A weird thing to forget but it makes me so sad that in a year so much can change. I was sad for different reasons here (this video was uploaded a few days before my dad had his stroke, but I was sad for lots of reasons, I’m generally inclined to be sad) but none of them so unfixable as losing the knowledge of two parents waiting for me. Things have changed since that film came out and I never knew they’d change this much, but the people in this video are still my friends and I still love them so much. But it’s not the same, you know? It can’t possibly be the same ever again. That’s a good thing, in many ways. I just miss him.