I agree with Hermione with everything concerning Sleeping Beauty's dress. And an interesting piece of trivia about me, if I were a boy, my name would be James Phillip. But alas, I'm Haley Corrine.
Written for The Disney/Fairytale Competition.
Hermione had always loved Sleeping Beauty. She had never been much of a princess girl, her parent's never really let her anyway, always choosing to give her books rather than dresses, but there had always been something about Princess Aurora that made Hermione glue her eyes to the screen when she watched the movie.
She'd read the book too of course, but she preferred the movie for once.
When she was younger, her room was painted the exact blue of Sleeping Beauty's dress (she held firm to the believe that the dress that Sleeping Beauty truly deserved, especially since Cinderella's dress was white in her movies. She honestly didn't get Disney) and for three Halloween's in a row she wore that blue dress. She use to imagine that one day she was going to have a Prince Phillip of her own.
During her first few months at Hogwarts, before she became friends with Harry and Ron, reading her Grimm fairy tales and imagining them as her life. She would read them and imagine herself graduating Hogwarts, with a wonderful job and a happy ever after of her own on the horizon.
It wasn't much, but it was fun to imagine. What her happy ending was always changed, but it was always much happier than her life now.
Then she became friends with Harry and Ron and she didn't find herself imagining about happy endings anymore. It didn't take all the psychology textbooks she used to read to know that she had stopped imagining the happy endings because she was happy now. She didn't really imagine happy endings for a year and a half after the troll incident.
But then she got petrified. If you've ever been petrified then you know what's like to be stuck in one position, your heart racing as you realize that you can't move, can't speak, waiting for who-knows-how long for someone to find you. All you can do is think.
So she thought.
She thought about her tests and she studied for them in her mind. She thought about her parents and wondered if she would ever see them again. She thought about Harry and Ron and hoped that they could figure out the Basilisk without her.
She also thought about Sleeping Beauty and happy endings, for the first time in a year and a half.
She thought about Harry in them a lot. She had had a crush on Harry ever since she met him. She had thought he was cute from the first moment she had seen him, but what made her like was the fact that for all the attention he got, all the praise, he didn't really like it. He was uncomfortable about it, he always tried to steer the conversation away from him, but he was also always so sweet about it.
She was too young to be in love. She wasn't too young to have a crush. Harry was the target. And she dreamed of the day when she wouldn't be too young to be in love.
And one day she wasn't too young. One day in sixth year, she saw Harry win a Quidditch game and she didn't really know who started it, him or her. Probably both. She just knew that one minute she was running up to him to tell him congratulations and then the next they were kissing.
And Hermione first thought was that she felt like she was finally waking up from what had seemed like a long sleep. Her second thought may have been jumping the gun, but it really wasn't. Because Lily Aurora and James Phillip were nice names.
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