A/N

Read the bottom Author's note for update schedule and other stuff, anyways enjoy.

"Are you sure you don't want me to come?"

Hannah sighed for the sixth time of the day, her hazel eyes rolling as she placed another one of Barbara's clothes into the suitcase sitting in front of her. "Yes Barbara, I'm pretty sure I don't want you to come." Actually that was a lie, Hannah wouldn't mind it if she came, in fact, she would be very relieved if Barbara was here to help her with her situation. But Barbara already had plans, plans she was very excited about and Hannah wasn't going to let her own worries and fears ruin it.

"Are you sure?" Barbara repeated again. This time Hannah when sighed, she dropped the clothes she had and turned around to face her dear childhood friend. "I'll only be gone for one day," Barbara continued, packing her own things on her bed, her back facing Hannah. "I mean Lotte is perfectly fine with it-"

"Yes but I'm not fine with stealing you away from your girlfriend just to join me for a stupid wedding," Hannah cut in as she crossed her arms. Whilst Hannah loved her for it, she has grown tired of her constant worrying. She would be fine… hopefully. Barbara paused and there was a blush on her face when she turned around to face Hannah. Noticing the pink tinge, Hannah let out a small scheming smile. "I'm sure you two would love to have as much time to yourselves," she started, her eyes carefully gauging Barbara's reaction and slow descent into daydreaming. "Going on quiet strolls, reading on picnics and doing whatever cute things you two do."

When Barbara didn't answer her, Hannah smirked at how distracted she was. Her teals eyes were dazed, foggy yet glistening in the mental vision of all those activities and when she sighed ever so wistfully, Hannah had to control her teasing snicker. If this was any other girl, she would downright complain or roll her eyes at how stupidly love-struck she was. But this person was Barbara which meant she could do better, like gain teasing rights whilst being overjoyed at her best friend's happy love life.

Not to mention, Barbara's dopey smile was adorable. The girl was deep into puppy love and it showed. To both savour the moment and to get back at her for the continuous worrying, Hannah discreetly took her phone out from a pocket and snapped a photo of Barbara. The girl was absolutely lost in a daydream with sunlight basking through the curtains to empathise her already angelic glow.

Unfortunately, Hannah forgot to silence her phone and the camera click was loud enough to snap Barbara out of her trance. Fortunately, however, the singular photo was good enough.

"Han… what did you just do?" Barbara asked as she leaned over to grab the phone, Hannah grinned as she dodged left, even running over her bed to escape Barbara. "Did you take a photo of me!?"

Hannah's teasing chuckle as she searched for lotte's contact was enough for Barbara to follow, question answered. She screeched in embarrassment, knocking over some of her already folded clothes on Hannah's bed. Hannah was still moving, albeit randomly as her eyes concentrated on the small screen in her hands, fingers already typing at a fast pace. "Hannah!" Barbara called as she followed her dear friend, even doing small lunging attempts to try and get her before she did something stupid.

"Caught someone- getting distracted- cause she's thinking of you," Hannah said with pauses as her eyes constantly glanced up from the phone and to Barbara before going down again to type.

"At least me see the photo, Hannah!" Barbara said as she trapped Hannah against the back of the couch and stretched her hands as far as she could to the phone. In retaliation, Hannah held the arm with the phone up and away from her friend whilst she had the other up against her face in an attempt to push her back.

"After I send it!" Hannah laughed, leaning further into the back of the couch, her body starting to tilt over.

"Hannah!"

With a sudden lunge by Barbara, Hannah's eyes went wide as gravity pulled her down across and over the couch causing her to tumble over the green cushions and land on the floor with a thud. At the same time, Barbara's eyes went wide as she placed both of her hands against her mouth. Despite her words being muffled, the concern and worry in her voice came out crystal clear. "...Hannah?"

"It sent!" Hannah yelled out in victory laugh as she shot her arm out to the sky. Straight away, Barbara snatched her phone from her and began to flick through it whilst Hannah helped herself up from the ground before tossing herself on the couch she just went over with the lingers of the victory laugh rising from her throat. This was going to be amusing.

"Hannah," Barbara whined as she looked at the photo. "I look like a mess."

"You look fine," Hannah reassured, not even glancing at her friend, a hint of a giggle escaping her words. "Cute even."

"But the background is a mess! Look at all the clothes!"

"Which proves my point how distracted you are thinking about your girlfriend," Hannah said, snickering even when she saw how quickly Barbara's pale cheeks bloomed with colour once more.

"You made me think about her though," Barbara excused as she turned away from Hannah.

Hannah scoffed as she sat upright and leaned over the couch so that she can poke Barbara on the cheek with a sly grin. "As if you need me to think about Lotte." Barbara's cheeks deepened crimson as she swatted Hannah's hand away.

"It's moments like this that I wish Amanda didn't teach us how phones worked months ago," Barbara mumbled under her breath, ignoring Hannah's snort of amusement. She knew that despite the newly opened door of trouble, Barbara loved having a phone and the ability to text. Before she had a chance to call her out on her though, Hannah looked up and saw Barbara's eyes lit up.

"Oh, she saw the message!" Barbara squealed as she leaned back before a horrified gasp left her lips before Barbara tossed the phone frantically back to Hannah. "Oh, Jennifer she's typing!"

"Then why did you give to me!" Hannah exclaimed as she juggled her phone between her hands before she got a firm grasp of it.

"Just tell me what she said!"

Hannah rolled her eyes at Barbara before she looked down at her phone. There was a second of silence as Hannah read the message before she burst into loud and heavy laughter with one of her snorts. "By the nines, you two are perfect for each other," Hannah laughed as she wiped tears from her eyes with one hand whilst using the other hand to show Barbara the message.

Instantly, Barbara's face got relit with the colour red and heat as she buried her head in her hands and buried her hands in the back of the couch. "She's so cute," she murmured to her hands. Though Hannah couldn't see it, she could just hear Barbara big smile through her words.

Hannah chuckled at her as she reread the message again: Damn it, Hannah! Now Lotte's too flustered to even type let alone pack! ~ Akko

"And you two are both so gay for each other," she said before she sent an apology of some sorts to Akko. It mainly consisted of her non-maliciously laughing at the scenario before wishing her luck on how to deal with her problem. "It's adorable."

Barbara lifted her head from her hands and sighed, her head found its way naturally on Hannah's shoulder. The comforting weight calmed Hannah with its familiarity. "Yeah," Barbara agreed, amused at Akko's response to Hannah's apology before the screen faded to black. "6 months going strong."

"6 months going strong," Hannah echoed as she put her phone away. As a contemplative silence washed over both of them, Hannah thought back to how they managed to get together and the how they've changed over their two years of Luna Nova.

Ever since the missile crisis where Diana and Akko managed to save the world and magic last year, the power of magic has slowly been rising day by day. Now a solid year after Akko joined Luna Nova there was a sudden influx of students pouring into Luna Nova and other magical academies, inspired by her and her magic. In fact, there was so much that everyone had to leave for an extended three weeks spring break so that school can rebuild the majority of the school and make new buildings dorms for the students.

Also ever since the missile crisis, the three teams of blue, green and red became closer, some closer than others. Hannah remembered how she apologised to Akko and the others about their terrible behaviour. She then remembered how shocked and surprised she was when they all forgave them both with ease. She thought about the times she teased Diana relentlessly about her, not so hidden crush on Akko, about how she can save the world with her one day and then dance around her the next. She thought about the betting pool Amanda created about Diana and Akko, a betting pool that Hannah ultimately won with Barbara and a few other students. (She betted that Diana would be the first one to get her act together and confess).

Hannah then thought about Barbara and Lotte and their slow but growing relationship. The memory alone was enough to recreate the insecure spike in her gut, the events that spiralled weeks after only cemented the uneasy and shameful ache inside. She could never forget the period of growing distance between them, how lonely she was when she kept turning her head to talk to an empty space. How venomously jealous she was at Lotte and her insane theory that Lotte was out to replace her in a hidden act of vengeance for all their bullying before.

In the same vein, the guilt entrapped under her skin for her hideous actions in the first year emerged once more as she remembered how kind and caring Jasminka was to her plights and how she helped Hannah start her cooking hobby. A girl Hannah never really knew beyond simple jokes about her strange eating habits (never about her body tho, they weren't that low, their insults had standards) and how stupid her entire team was in the past. In turn, Hannah could never get over Amanda's own begrudging but kind gestures of advice and bold comments to snap out Hannah of her terrible thoughts, though Hannah had a feeling Constanze and Jasminka forced her to behave in that delicate situation. She never believed for once that the rebel considered them as friends, not after everything.

And who could ever forget her and Barbara's massive fight. How stubborn they both were to apologise for saying things they didn't mean and how absolutely dreadful and long the weeks were when they were apart. How chillingly distant they both were despite being a mere 5 feet apart when they slept under the same ceiling. Hannah would never forget the jarring revelation in why she acted the way she did and the long overdue heart to heart talk she had with Barbara. Where they both admitted that they weren't straight as they thought they were, where their friendship only became stronger after the whole ordeal. It's only with that reaffirmation, the gutted pain in Hannah disappeared and the guilt shifted back and away from her thoughts.

The negative emotions were replaced with glee and excitement as Hannah recalled teasing Barbara about Lotte whilst joining in with Diana to help them get together. She could easily remember Barbara being a frazzled mess the night before their first date and reassuring her that everything will be fine. Hannah could still picture her own smug grin when Barbara returned from her stroll around Glastonbury town with a blushing face and a smile that never seemed to end. The flustered sounds she made when Hannah and Diana, hounded her with questions and all the small details about everything that happened on the date. Though it was mostly her, Diana only spoke when she called Barbara out when she noticed her lying or hiding something. Now here they are going on strong with 6 months under the belt.

"Now what's with that happy dazed look on your face?" Barbara teased as she nudged Hannah, almost making her fall over on the couch again. "Are you thinking of a cute girl too? No, a cute guy!"

"Actually," Hannah replied with an eye roll as she went off the couch and walked around it to go to Barbara. "I'm thinking about how much we changed over the years."

"Yeah," Barbara agreed, sighing as she shifted against the couch, readying herself for the obligatory trip to memory lane. "We've changed a lot."

Before Barbara could fully indulge herself in those nostalgic thinking, Hannah nudged her on the side with her elbow. "Oh absolutely," she laughed as she gave Barbara a teasing grin. "You even have a girlfriend~"

Barbara rolled her eyes whilst nudging Hannah back. "And you're having an England wedding."

The amusing laughter died in her throat as Hannah groaned at the stupid attempt of the pun and the fact that they're at this topic again. She really thought that she succeeded distracting Barbara about this with her girlfriend. "First of all," she said as she poked Barbara. "Isabelle, my older sister is having the England wedding, second of all, we're not going to have that conversation again." Hannah then moved away from Barbara, her eyes focused on the now ruined clothes she folded before they ran around and made a mess. "A third discussion is already too much for one day."

"But if we don't find you a date soon you're going to dance with some weird 30 years old with the whole tradition stuff your sister is doing!" Hannah was already shaking her head and the subtle yet no so hidden repeated suggestion.

"It's the price I'll pay," she said with a dismissing wave of her hand as she picked up the clothes with the other. "If you're coming to the wedding, the invitation is still open by the way, then you're coming with your girlfriend and as not as my escape plan to get rid of 30ish-year-old men or as a spite tool."

"Spite tool?"

Hannah turned to Barbara and gave her a deadpan look. "Veronica is coming too, remember?"

Barbara's face turned sour in an instant. Her face recoiled like she just ate a disgusting meal. "Eww."

Hannah nodded her head sagely before she returned her gaze to cleaning up her bed, "My thoughts exactly." As she started to clean, however, more of Hannah's movements became erratic, messy with distractions. By the time she all but shoved a hastily folded shirt back into Barbara's suitcase, an infuriated seething sound hissed from Hannah's lips. "By the Nines, I hate her."

Hannah closed her eyes as she could hear Barbara rushing closer and focused on the comforting motions across her back. In her head the figure of dirty blonde hair and deadly grey eyes appeared, smile so sweet it was sickening. Veronica was the cousin of Isabelle's future husband, Paris. She was a year older than them and was someone Hannah despised more than anything else in the world. Under her good girl guise was a snake, harsh and petty and always played the victim when Hannah defended herself. She even made Diana swear and that was saying something.

"What did the bitch do this time?"

Hannah perked up a bit at the growl of protectiveness. People thought Barbara was someone to walk over when Diana and herself weren't around but the girl could be violent when it came to getting back at people who hurt the people she cared about. It's a shame not much can be done for this scenario. "It's the same old thing, Barbara," Hannah sighed waving off her concern as she picked up the shoved shirt and folded it properly. "Don't worry about it."

"Hey-" Barbara moved in front of her, lightly pushing Hannah away from the pile clothes. "-My clothes can wait."

Hannah grumbled, crossed her arms and glared at her a bit but Barbara didn't budge. "I'm not the one leaving school today." She would be though if she didn't convince the teachers that Diana needed help taking care of the minor dungeons.

"We have time, so spill it, Hannah."

"But what's there to spill that I haven't said already!" Hannah exclaimed, tossing her hands up to the air before bringing one hand down to count on her fingers. "She subtly mocked me for not having a date yet, called me at random times to gloat about her new 'girlfriend' and how easy her life is, made comments about my family and how lucky my sister is that Paris was willing to fall down to her standards. What more can I say?"

Barbara didn't believe her. After so many years of being at her side, she could tell that Hannah was holding something back. "What else did she say?" Hannah remained silent. She just looked away with a bitter look and it hurt Barbara knowing she was right to call out her bluff. "Hannah?" She said, though with a more gentler tone.

"She said…" Hannah sighed, her voice suddenly so tired. She turned to Barbara with bitter exhausted eyes and a sad smile. "She said that it would be easier for me to get a date if I stopped… being confused. That girls would actually find a reason to like me when I get over my 'phase'."

"Oh, what a bitch!" Barbara growled as she clenched her fists before wrapping Hannah into a hug. "I swear if she wasn't a family favourite in Paris' family, I would hex her to space."

Hannah snorted. "Get in line Barbs, I'm sure Paris is already first in line if he managed to find a way to do it without getting noticed." Paris was nice, a little standoffish at first but he quickly got on well with the family. He also hated his cousin after seeing how she treated her and got away with it which was a tick in her good books. Hannah could really see why Isabelle agreed to marry him in a three weeks time.

"Still, don't listen to her okay?" Barbara said, giving Hannah a squeeze. "She's just a biphobic bitch. Her words mean nothing. "

Hannah nodded with a hum of acknowledgement. "I'll try, you know how quick she is to get under my skin."

"Even more reason for you to not be alone for the wedding," Barbara mumbled under her breath.

Yet it was loud enough for Hannah to hear and pull away from her, "I said it already, you're not ditching your girlfriend for me, Barbara."

"Okay maybe not me, but there has to be someone! Amanda probably doesn't have any plans."

Hannah groaned into her palm. "Amanda really?"

Barbara looked at her with the most questioning eyes. "Aren't you guys friends? Didn't she help you out with our fight?"

"Friends of friends, more like." Hannah clarified, "She probably got told to help me with the fight begrudgingly. I'm more friends with Jasminka than I am with her."

"Well," Barbara shrugged, "It's worth a try."

"It's a calculated mess that was it is-"

"Hannah."

"What? I'm being serious," Hannah explained whilst Barbara looked at her. "Amanda hates formal events, my entire thing is about a formal event. Amanda doesn't respect authorities, she's likely going to cause chaos and add more stress towards my Mum and sister. I literally can't think of any good things that can come from her joining. I mean sure, she would get me out of dancing with someone and maybe, dealing with Veronica, but that's it. Apart from those two things, there is nothing good with Amanda coming over."

Barbara answered without a second to spare. "She would be in a suit."

Hannah was about to deny that fact, but as she looked at Barbara who gave her a raised brow, questioning if such an image was really a bad thing, Hannah closed her mouth. She strongly ignored Barbara's giggles and the heat flickering under her cheeks.

"Okay, there are only three good things to Amanda coming." She caved, even more, giggles left Barbara's mouth. "But even then, when I told you guys ages ago about my problem- first people to tell remember, she didn't say anything."

Barbara's eyebrows furrowed, her mind warping back to weeks prior as Hannah turned around and went back to placing clothes away in Barbara's suitcase. Then, Barbara's eyes widened and her brows shot up. "Actually Hannah-"

Hannah looked over her shoulder, but her focus shifted the moment Diana entered the dorm, the sound of the door creaking catching both of them off guard. "Diana!"

Diana looked up at them with a reserved smile. "Hello, girls." Her eyes examined the room, the smile increasing just a bit as the still continued mess. "And here I thought you already finished packing Barbara," she mused with hints of laughter.

"Well that's my fault really," Hannah said as she gestured to the piles of clothes scattered about. "I mentioned stuff about beaches and Barbara forgot that she would be going to a climate colder than ours so we had to do a quick clothes check to make sure she didn't bring anything inappropriate."

"That's fine as long as you help clean up the clothes before we head to the portal. We'll be heading straight to the dungeons after we send them off Hannah and I'm sure you would be too tired to clean up the mess by the time we arrive late at night." Hannah nodded as she turned back around and fixed the clothes a bit quicker. "Anyways you were saying something before I walked in," Diana said as she looked at Barbara who blinked back at her.

"I was but I lost my thoughts- ughhhh. It was probably something important."

Diana looked at her sympathetically, "I'm sure you would remember it in due time, for now, let's get you ready for your trip to Finland."

Hannah staggered through her dorm door before collapsing on the green couch in the middle of the room. It was dusk and both of her and Diana just came back from clearing the dungeons. She rested her head on the arm of the couch with a pillow, the fatigue evident in her lack of decorum, posture and ways to block the last moments of sunlight that shone on her face. "Is this what you do with the teachers Diana at the end of every term?" She asked in between exhausted breaths of air.

The girl in question casually walked through the door as if she just did a small walk instead of fending off monsters and clearing the minor dungeons underneath the school grounds. "Not really," she answered as she closed the door behind her. On the couch, Hannah sighed with relief but that relief died the second Diana continued to speak. "Normally for these sort of tasks I do it alone."

A small squeak of surprise left Hannah's throat as she sat up and stared at Diana. "Thankfully you and your new project were there to aid me," Diana said with a smile as she looked at Hannah and Hannah, in turn, blushed at the praise. "Your spell worked wonders, by the way, even though you rarely cast it with its high energy expenditure, it can be easily solved when we get back."

"Thank Goodness," Hannah sighed with relief. "I worked hard on that project."

Diana smiled as she cast a spell over them to heal the minor cuts and bruises. Flashes of the nights where it was both of them up at night, not only her alone, working on their own individual spells and projects for the second year. "I'm aware, it's a shame really that I can't use it for tomorrow."

"You're going to do more tomorrow!" Hannah exclaimed, her eyes widening from both worry and awe. She knew Diana was amazing but after what they went through today, bare in mind it was the minor dungeons, Hannah expected her to rest like her and leave in the morning.

"It will only be dungeons we left behind-"

"But those are the dangerous ones!" Hannah realised as she stood up from her seat and pointed an accusing finger towards Diana. "They're the ones we were specially told to be left alone for the teachers!"

Diana sighed before smiling at her friend, touched at her concern and worry for her. She started to get used to people worrying about her and her well being, especially when Akko worried about her as much as she did but the feeling was still uncommon so it was nice when it happened.

"I'm grateful for the concern but do not fret, I will not only be with Professor Finneran but the headmistress herself." Diana couldn't help but chuckle when Hannah fell back on the couch in relief. "Apparently there was a hidden iron maiden in one of those dungeons along with a Minotaur and it's been so long that the headmistress herself can't remember what it was holding."

"Hmm," Hannah mused as a thought came to her mind. "What would Akko be doing?"

"Practising her potion work in the isolated buildings with Professor Ursula," Diana answered as she started to fill the kettle nearby with water before heating it up with magic. "Do you want a cup of tea by the way?"

"If you haven't packed the earl grey already then sure," Hannah said as she got up to help prepare the tea. "By the way, is letting Akko do potions a good idea? Cause if something goes wrong the room will explode...ohhhhh."

"It's efficient isn't it?" Diana smiled as she began to make her tea. "Akko came up with it herself."

"Yeah, it's really smart." Hannah agreed as she began to brew her own tea. "Is that how she managed to stay an extra day?"

"It took a bit of convincing," Diana mused. "Eventually though the headmistress said yes."

"I see…. Hey if Akko wasn't helping with the dungeons, what is she doing today?"

"As she would be busy all day tomorrow experimenting, she told me she would finish packing her luggage today," Diana explained as she led them both to the couch.

"And you're here because..."

Diana was about to take a sip of her tea but she paused to give Hannah a raised brow and a cool smirk on her lips. "Apparently she doesn't want another repeat of the blue team hassling the red team when they try to pack." Upon hearing Hannah's spluttered response, Diana continued taking one long sip.

"Hey I only did that so that Barbara could get off my case about my wedding date," Hannah explained before she looked away with a grumble. "Even then it didn't really work."

"Speaking of your problem with your wedding date," Diana said as she placed her cup down.

"Oh boy," Hannah mumbled under her breath as she reached for her cup to take a sip to hide her annoyance. She really wished everyone would stop getting involved in this. The gesture was nice the first time around but now it's just becoming tediously annoying.

"I'm really sorry Hannah."

Hannah's eyes grew wide as tea suddenly went down the wrong pipe causing her to splutter some of it out. Out of all the responses, Hannah didn't expect that one. "I'm sorry?" She coughed as both a response and the apology for the new tea stains on the carpet.

Seeing her friend in distress, Diana moved to her side and rubbed her back to ease the pain. "I'm sorry for not being available as your wedding date," Diana explained when it seemed like the coughing has ceased.

"Ohh," Hannah said before shaking her head with a bashful yet grateful smile. "Oh no no no, you don't need to apologise, Diana, it's fine, I wouldn't like to steal you away from your girlfriend."

"That may be true but had I not sent my reply to the invitation to the wedding so quickly there might've been another way to settle it."

"No Diana it's fine," Hannah said with one final cough to clear her throat. "I mean, Barbra already gave me a suggestion." Hannah sighed as she began to rub the back of her neck as she remembered what she and Barbara talked about whilst they were packing up and the Amanda suggestion. "It's not exactly the best suggestion," Hannah said slowly with a wry smile as she faced Diana. "But it has its merits."

"Oh?" Diana sat up straighter but leaned against the back of the couch as she prepared for an explanation.

"She told me to ask Amanda to come with me as my date," Hannah explained, her eyes focusing on Diana's expression for any reaction. There was none though which was a shame, Hannah really needed some advice about this option. "I already turned the idea down but I thought about it a lot in the dungeons." Hannah's voice turned slow and thoughtful as she looked away from Diana. "I didn't want to do it at first but now I'm kinda open to it? Maybe? I'm not really sure but I can't ask her since she left already and I have no idea where she would be."

Diana's eyes narrowed as her eyebrows began to furrow with thought. "Why aren't you sure?"

Hannah waved her hand dismissively with a sigh, her eyes looming over the Luna Nova emerging nightlife. Not wanting to unpack why she thought Amanda was a bad idea and confess that she was too harsh yet again on someone that they should be at least be acquaintance with already. She already reprimanded herself in the dungeons for falling back on old terrible habits. "It's because if she actually wanted to help me she would've already asked, I told you guys about my dilemma weeks ago."

Diana hummed to herself as she placed her fingers on her chin to think before she looked at Hannah with a questioning face. "You told us at the movie marathon correct?"

"After the second movie yeah," Hannah answered as she thought back to weeks ago. She remembered it was a wedding romcom that Barbara recommended. She supposed it was a really funny and sweet movie had she not been already preoccupied with her own thoughts about her own wedding dilemma. "And then we all swore not to mention ever again till it was the end of the term."

Diana's eyes shot up upon realisation. "Amanda wasn't there to hear it… that must've been what Barbara tell you earlier on today."

Hannah blinked, this was the first time hearing about this. "I'm sorry?"

"She was doing overnight detention after her potions mishap," Diana explained, wincing at the sudden pause in Hannah's movements. "And I highly doubt her friends told her about the problem till now if they ever told her at all."

Hannah stared at Diana, millions of thoughts and emotions rampaged through her head, all of them expressed with one word. "...Fuck."

"Hannah," Diana chided in an instant as Hannah shook her head, both hands pressed against her face in frustration.

"Sorry…" Hannah sighed as she slowly removed her hands from her face. "I'm just annoyed because I forgot to tell her about it when I said I would- arghhh!"

"It's alright Hannah," Diana reassured, hoping to calm her friend before her temper got hold of her.

"Actually it's not," Hannah hissed anger clear in the snarl, though the anger was mainly towards herself than to Diana. "There could've been a way to solve my problem but because of my stupid head I lost the opportunity for it."

"I'm sure if we called Amanda now or tomorrow she wouldn't mind helping, even if she needs a bit of convincing."

"Ughhh," Hannah groaned, clenching her hands tightly. "I swear the only way for this night to get worse if Veronica called." As if the nine witches were spitting on her, Hannah's phone rang with haunting chime, the one that Hannah put to warn her if Veronica was calling her.

"Speak of the devil," Hannah grumbled as brought the phone to her ear, her face wincing at the loud shrill that was Veronica's voice.

"Hannahhhhhh! Hiiiiii, how are you?"

"Hello Veronica," Hannah said bluntly, her voice dull with motivation. A bit of her frowning lips twitched upwards when Diana shot her eyes up and glared at the phone in Hannah's hand. She moved the cups away from throwing range, just in case.

"Heyyy and you didn't answer my question yet cousin."

"Future cousin in law," Hannah corrected, settling into her seat with a cushion already gripped in her hand to calm her. "Also I'm doing fine."

"Are you sure? You don't sound too well."

Hannah's brow twitched. "I'm fine Veronica."

"Are you sure you aren't stressed with the wedding?"

Hannah shut her eyes. Counted to ten at the fake concern and released the anger. "...I'm fine, Veronica."

"So does that mean you found a date yet?"

"Veronica," Hannah spat out, her brain already struggling to get a hold of her patience for the insufferable person on the other end of the call.

"Cause it's perfectly fine if you don't have one, it's only your sister's most important and special day of her life so far."

"Veronica," Hannah repeated again, furious red began tinting her cheeks, her fingers dug deep into the cushion.

"I'm being serious Hannah, it's okay if there is no one that actually likes you enough to meet your family- well specifically your mum, sister and orphaned cousins since your dad is probably going to be a no show as always."

It took every part of Hannah to stay calm. Oh, how she hated having to be nice to her when she crossed lines like this. "Veronica." She hoped the tone would be enough, but Veronica ignored her like usual.

"But if you're that insecure or that worried with social expectations then I can always ask one of my many beautiful exes to help you, it will be tough though cause you're still in a closet of being a lesbian and is still in your confused heteronormative stage and liking boys and everything."

And there was the biphobic comment, again. By the nine Hannah wanted to kill her. "I'm not closeted about anything Veronica," Hannah hissed through gritted teeth, control tugging at the seams. "The term is bi and I'm very sure about it."

"Well, I'm very sure you'll get out of this phase eventually Hannah."

There was silence in Hannah's head. All of her controlled anger snapped, it crumbled and melted at the justified fiery rage in her gut. She wanted to shut that damn girl up but how to do it without causing a fight without witnesses? -Oh wait, there's always that idea.

"Honestly, I'm actually surprised that none of your friends even wanted to join as a platonic date and I don't mean that as an insult by the way. I'm just really sad for you that your friends aren't really good friends-"

"Actually Veronica, I already have a date." Hannah cut in, voice cool and smooth. Her gritted frown was now a smirk and it grew wider at the slight jarring pause in Veronica's response.

"Oh? Why didn't you tell me in the first place, Hannah?"

"Well," Hannah mused as she gave confused Diana a reassuring grin. "It would be rude to interrupt you after all but I figured that you would be done by now."

"Hmmm that's fair, now spill the beans. Is it a boy? Or is it actually a girl this time? And when I mean girl I mean-."

"A girl Veronica," Hannah snarled out of anger, she hated what she implied. "And before you butt in again with your ridiculous horrible backward notions, her name is Amanda O'Neill and she's absolutely amazing."

"Amanda O'Neill... now, where have I heard about that name before?"

"Well, she's one of the witches from my school that saved magic so she's fairly well known."

"Oh, So you just have a trophy date then not a real one."

Somehow diminishing Amanda to nothing but a trophy date made Hannah gain metaphorical steam coming from her ears. They might not get along all the time but she was more than that. "Amanda is not a trophy date! How dare you call her that!"

"Well if the achievement is the only thing you got about her then she's not really a proper date, is she? She's just a trophy you can show around."

"She is not a trophy Veronica." Hannah snarled, her words becoming more louder and more passionate with each sentence. "She's more than that." Before she knew it, she pulled her words from praising reserves that usually were saved for Diana or Barbara.

"Amanda is funny to be around like when she makes sarcastic comments or when she pulls a prank. Also don't you dare ignore the fact that she's gorgeous when she doesn't even try, she could be in nothing but shorts, shirt and a bed hair and somehow she's hot enough to make a girl swoon and it's irritating as hell because she knows this. She's cocky and sometimes acts like a bitch but she has a great laugh and she cares about her friends. She's better than you and your date in every way possible Veronica so don't piss her off and don't piss me off calling her something pathetic as a trophy."

Hannah was panting for breath once she stopped rambling. She barely took a break with the sentences and it showed with her red complexion. Hannah didn't even know where all of this came from, all she wanted to do was shut Veronica up and prove her wrong and she did. The silence was all Hannah could hear from the other side of the phone.

"I see... you care a lot about her."

"Obviously," Hannah grinned, energy riding from small victory. "Or are you being deaf, again..."

"Why there were so many words I can't keep up!"

Hannah rolled her eyes with a not so hidden scoff. "Well, I'll just summarise in 5 words: Fuck you and piss off." With that, Hannah ended the call and tossed the phone to the end of the couch in case Veronica called again. But Veronica didn't and the fact made Hannah more pleased than she ever thought she would be.

"By the nine that felt good to speak to her like that," Hannah confessed after a moment of silence. "I can't believe I did that."

"Indeed," Diana voiced, when Hannah turned to her she was blinking, mouth open from shock and disbelief. "I can't believe you actually went with your Amanda plan."

The smile died on Hannah's face as she sat up and leaned closer to Diana. "I did what?"

Her confusion snapped Diana out of her lingers of disbelief. "...Do you not remember what you said?"

Hannah remained silent. Then panic erupted from her calmed expressions.

"BY THE NINES!"

"Jennifer help me," Diana mumbled to herself as she watched Hannah burry her hands in her hair. "I'll call Amanda."

"I can't believe I did that." Hannah gasped, eyes staring at the ceiling in hopes of an answer that would never come.

"Fear not, I'm sure Amanda would agree to the plan, it will take a while to answer her phone. I believe she is backpacking the English Countryside so she might be in a leyline."

"Oh, Jennifer she's going to tease me to hell."

"A small price to pay when the other option is telling that Veronica you were wrong." Diana shrugged as she called for Amanda on her crystal ball first, surprised by the error message she got instead. Odd, even in a leyline she would at least be put on hold. She tried the phone instead, confusion turning to concern when she went straight to voicemail. "Which you're not doing, by the way, we are not going to give her that satisfaction."

In spite of the chaos in her brain at the sudden change of events, Hannah laughed. "Wow, you really hate her don't you Diana?"

Diana's knuckles clenched, both at the thought of Veronica and at her frustration that she wasn't reaching Amanda. She hoped that they would reach her soon, surely she should be near the end of the leylines at least. "I despise her."

A/N 20Biteen means Hamanda long fic, hello there folks welcome to the first chapter of the stupidly long fic. First things first are the update schedule.

Due to health, school and irl life. I am very busy so I decided to update via arcs, for those who read Sick losing soulmates (still working on that btw) its what I wrote in the last A/N. Anyways to reiterate for this fic: what does updating via arcs mean?

It means I write the whole arc first and then after I'm happy with it. I update the fic one chap a week, every Saturday till that arc is done. For example, this arc is the intro arc which I will talk about in another future A/N. In an ideal world, I wouldn't have gotten sick and I would've finished the arc before I posted this chapter and I could've said, for example, this arc has 6 chaps so you guys get 6 weeks of weekly updates or something like that. But I got sick, school got busy so this arc isn't finished when I posted this lmao. It's okay cause I got like a chap or two till its fully done.

Also when the arc is done we would be in two different scenarios: 1) I have already written the next arc or 2) I haven't finished writing the next arc. If scenario 1 happened, the fic will have a week where it will not be updated to give me a slight breather then the fic will be updated again with the first chap of the new arc. I will state in the A/N if a chap is the last of an arc btw. In scenario 2 which is kinda likely to happen, you just have to wait till I finish the arc and update the fic.

Anyways, updating schedule- done. Now second thing to talk about: this fic. I am very excited to show people this fic, I love Hamanda, a lot. This fic will be focusing on Amanda, Hannah and their eventual feelings, I already mentioned it before but Dianakko and Barblotte are MINOR ships so they won't be there a lot. What would be here is me going it's free real estate on Amanda's and Hannah's backstories, as many fave tropes and headcanons I can fit in and angst cause this me lmao. I need to have angst to balance my many soft fluffy Hamanda one-shots.

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Daily Fun Fact: I planned this fic for at least 6 months, (not all the time but like continuously). Currently, it has like 10+ arcs (yes I am aware it's a lot, my friends call me out on it a lot).