Sorry for the late update. I know, I know. I really hate waiting, when I'm not writing it, of course. But I think this will be worth it. Recommendations are welcome! Enjoy!

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Daniel felt like throwing up. He felt like he was being squeezed through a rubber tire, with a thick cloth covering his mouth. When this came to a stop, Daniel opened his eyes and clutched his stomach, fighting down the urge of nausea as he opened his eyes, taking in the scene where the black haired-boy had take him.

They were in a forest-hill. It was cold. There was a small tent nearby. The boy let out a deep, slow sigh.

"I know this is going to feel weird," the boy said, "but-" "-Harry!" An out-of-breath, definitely girl's voice came from the tent and a girl about 17 with large front teeth and curly brown hair came running out of the small tent. She was wearing a hoodie and tight jeans. From her pocket, a Long stick with slight markings and wavy carvings on it was protruding out. The girl stopped in mid-run, and gazed at Daniel.

"Oh. So. You. Did. It." The girl breathed out slowly. Daniel felt nervous. The girl also looked very nervous and worried at the same time. "I always thought you wouldn't but...". "We need as much help as we can, Hermione." The boy said quietly. "How's Ron?". "Ron's still unconscious but he'll be alright," The girl said.

Harry? Hermione? Ron? The words swirled inside Daniel's head, but he denied it. Nah, it couldn't be, because Harry Potter was just a fictional story, right? No, this was all fake.

"Who are you?" Daniel asked. "Is this some sort of joke?". "I-" the boy looked around, then said, "no. This isn't a joke.". "Then why did you say Harry, Hermione, and Ron?" Daniel asked, choosing his words carefully. Suddenly, a thought struck him. "Wait... are they changing actors for 'Harry Potter'? Because you" Daniel indicated at the bushy-curly haired girl, "Are clearly not Emma Watson, and you" he indicated at the black haired boy, "Are clearly not me. That's it, isn't it?! They're changing actors for the movie. No..." Daniel felt devastated.

He felt a warm hand on his shoulder, and looked up to see the girl smiling sadly at him. "Radcliffe-or Daniel," She said, "We're not trying to take over your role of Harry. We truly aren't." "Then why did you call him Harry?" Daniel questioned. "Well..." The girl sighed. "Let's talk inside the tent, shall we?"