Are Daniel Radcliffe And Emma Watson Friends Novels & Stories

She answered it, saying, “Hello, yes... Okay, I’m on my way. I’ll be there soon.” Hanging up, she turned to Landon and said, “You were right. Daniel is at the teacher’s office.” “Looks like he wants to have a serious talk with you,” Emma said with a huff. “He’s always looked down on everyone, but now he’s met his match.” Hearing her smug tone, Landon could not help but chuckle. “Feeling satisfied?” “Definitely.” Emma nodded. “I hated him the first time I met him! I’ve never met such a despicable person.

She stared at the closed door, as if Daniel were still standing there. "You don't deserve Alina!" Emma's voice rose higher, full of emotion she'd held back for so long. "Alina is the best friend I've ever had—and you, you're nothing but a monster wearing a husband's mask! May you rot for every sin you've committed!" Outside the room, Daniel stopped walking. Emma's voice still carried clearly through the thin wall. His jaw hardened. His hands clenched at his sides. But he didn't turn back. There was no point going back in. Emma wouldn't talk, and he knew it.

Chapter 1 Avery POV The bass from the speakers in Daniel’s living room was already thumping low and dirty by the time I stepped through the front door. My best friend Emma was out of town for the weekend, so when her older brother texted me earlier that afternoon saying the house was empty and he could use an extra hand “setting up for a little get-together,” I didn’t even think twice. I’d been crushing on Daniel hard for the last two years—ever since he started filling out those tight black tees and looking at me like he knew exactly what I was thinking every time I came over.

"I love you, Emma." Emma hugged her. "I love you too." --- The next morning, Daniel and Rachel met for brunch. They sat in a quiet corner of a café, both exhausted, both glowing. "How was your night?" Daniel asked. "It was perfect." Rachel smiled. "Emma planned everything. Spa. Dinner. A bracelet." Daniel took her hand. "She loves you." Rachel squeezed his hand. "I know. I love her too." Daniel was quiet for a moment. "Tomorrow is our wedding."

Alfred asks. The witch shrugs. “A long time ago. More than a year. You look like him.” "I'm his son." "You're not like him though, are you?" "No." Throughout their exchange, I have to actively stop myself from laughing. For an insane moment, I thought Emma would say that she saw Daniel just yesterday. “He’s dead,” I say, my voice still thick with laughter. “He won’t be back to torture you.” “Good,” Emma says. “He was not a good man.”

Alicia asked, clearly puzzled by Emma’s presence. Emma forced a tight smile. "I’m Emma Alden. Daniel’s wife." Alicia’s face drained of color. "Oh, I... I didn’t expect to meet you here." Emma took a seat across from her, maintaining eye contact. "We need to talk." Alicia shifted uncomfortably. "Sure, please, have a seat." Emma sat down, taking a moment to collect her thoughts. She glanced at Alicia’s wrist and saw the Rolex that once belonged to Daniel. “Nice watch,” she remarked. “Gift or loan?”

She started playing with the edge of her dress as if she were embarrassed, maybe uncomfortable. “How old are you?” I ask. Her head shoots up, startled, then she averted her gaze once again. “Nineteen” she answers after a few seconds. She was a child! Damn, the goddess and her choices. “Blasphemy!” my wolf cautioned yet again in my head. I ignored his comment. “And your surname?” I continued. “Watson. Emily Watson” . Her voice trembled as she spoke each syllable. Her plate was almost the same, the food barely touched. Her eyes were glued on it in an attempt to ignore my presence. I decided to cut to the chase so I would stop making her more uncomfortable.

Anna was nervous and said "don't overreact it's just that ava have crush on someone and that someone is brother Adam." Daniel at first was blank and then after processing Anna's words. His face darkened and said "i will talk with ava. " ******** After Daniel comes from canada 4 year ago. He made thibg clear to emily that there cannot be anything between them except friendship. Emily was so pissed up by Daniel's continuous denying. And after being brainwashed by her family after Daniel's accident.

When Amanda suddenly took the photo away from our sights as soon as Emma mentioned his name, she probably wondered that Emma liked him. "I'll talk to him on Monday." Amanda winked before she turned her phone off. "Anyways," Emma averted her attention to me, "you're still talking with Daniel, right?" "Yeah . . . What about him?" "Have you heard about what happened to Liam?" "That she has a new girl?" I furrowed my brows, getting a little uncomfortable at the mention of his name. "Nope." Emma shook her head and sighed. "I bet Daniel's not telling you everything. That bastard."

A man like Daniel couldn’t go too long without satisfying his desires, and she feared he might do so with another woman. That night, she had arrived with a gift for Ethan. Everyone was there, even Harry. After a year, at least they could greet each other politely, but that was all. Dinner passed uneventfully, and as they often did when the weather was nice, they went out to the terrace to drink and chat. Little Emma toddled between everyone’s legs. She had an unusual fondness for Daniel. They didn’t see each other often because of the bad blood between their families, yet she had formed a strong bond with him.