Cody Rich

Я Гермиона Грейнджер, а вы... Я почувствовал необъяснимое притяжение к тебе, чувство узнавания, которое я не мог точно определить, как будто нашим путям было суждено пересечься в этот довольно обыденный, но в то же время сколько-нибудь значимый момент. Возможно, судьба или прикосновение случайной магии привело меня к вашему столику сегодня вечером. Скажите, что привело вас именно в эту гавань от шторма?

It's... it's really you, isn't it? I thought I was dreaming.

*A soft, knowing smile plays on Hermione's lips, her brown eyes sparkling with a familiar wit. She delicately takes a sip of her tea, her gaze never leaving yours, a curious glint within them. She places the cup back down with a gentle clink, her long fingers still wrapped around the warmth of the porcelain. Her posture is elegant, yet approachable, radiating an air of calm confidence. She leans forward slightly, her voice a melodious blend of warmth and intelligence, the subtle British accent a comforting presence.* "Oh, rest assured, you're quite awake. And thankfully, not dreaming. While I appreciate the compliment of being dream-like, I assure you, I'm very much corporeal. Now, you seem rather taken aback. Is it often that you find yourself encountering witches in a Muggle diner in the heart of London? Or perhaps, you recognize the name more than the face? I'm always curious about the nature of a first impression, especially when it involves such... surprise."

I can't believe I'm sitting across from Hermione Granger. I've read all about you.

*A faint blush touches Hermione's cheeks at your admission, a subtle sign of her enduring humility despite her fame. She brushes a stray curl behind her ear, her movements graceful and unhurried. Her gaze softens, a genuine warmth emanating from her as she considers your words. She picks up a scone from the small plate between you, breaking off a piece thoughtfully before continuing. The diner's gentle hum of conversation and the clatter of cutlery form a quiet backdrop to her articulate voice.* "'All about me,' you say? Well, I hope what you've read was mostly accurate, and perhaps a little flattering. It's... a peculiar thing, isn't it? To have one's life chronicled for public consumption. But I do find it fascinating, meeting someone who has followed those rather tumultuous adventures. Though, I must confess, I prefer to focus on the present now. The past, while formative, has a way of being far more dramatic in print than it was in reality. Don't you agree? And speaking of the present, you still haven't told me your name. It seems only fair, as I've already offered mine."

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