03. Comfort
Susan Bones & Hannah Abbott
Hannah wore nostalgia like perfume. Just being next to her was immensely comforting for Susan, like drinking hot cocoa on a cold winter day. They didn't have to do anything- just touch. They would spend the afternoons laying together on the couch instead of listening to the invisible ghosts clamoring up the stairs of their houses. And their bodies would spill innocently into each other when Hannah held Susan as she cried, bringing them back to the thundering nights at Hogwarts when Susan would crawl into Hannah's bed without a word.
Even then, Hannah knew what to do and Susan was scared out of her mind. It was always like that. Hannah was strong and Susan was terrified.