"Hey, Brian." Hanna grinned, bouncing over to the man, "How's the last few months been treating you?"

He looked over at her and smiled, "Oh, hello Hanna. You look happier than when I last saw you."

"Yep, I've had an awesome time. Had a sneaky trip back along the Doctor's timeline. Not technically allowed but... special trip. Plus I knew it was going to happen so it kind of had to. Otherwise things would be messed up." She shrugged.

He nodded, "The Doctor around?"

"Yeah, he'll be here in a minute. He wanted to surprise Amy and Rory." She grinned.

"So, what have you been getting up to?" He asked.

"As I said, quick jaunt down the Doctor's timeline. You know Kate, the woman from UNIT? Well her dad was in charge when it was first set up so I went back to meet him the same day that he and the Doctor met for the first time. Messy business with the London Underground being sealed off. All sorted though."

He nodded slightly, "Want anything to eat?"

She grinned, "Oh I'd kill for a burger right about now. I'm starving. I haven't eaten anything since 1968."

"Is that when you ended up then? 1968?" Brian glanced at her as he put some food on a plate and passed it to her.

"Thanks. And yeah. It was weird seeing it in colour, I'll tell you that for nothing!" She laughed, picking up the burger and taking a hungry bite out of it. Out of the corner of her eye she spotted a massive bunch of flowers making its way towards them and nodded towards it, "Here he is..." she mumbled through her mouthful.

"-And bring your husband!" Hanna overheard the Doctor saying to Amy before he looked her way, "Hanna, you coming?"

She shook her head, "Been adventuring a lot. Plus there's food here!" She called back with a grin.

"Oh, suit yourself." He replied before turning and leaving, Amy and Rory quickly following in his wake.

"You sure you don't want to go with them?" Brain asked her.

"Nah, seven weeks away when I could be here talking to you and eating? They'll be fine without me." She plucked another burger off a waiting pile beside the barbecue and put in on her plate before going back to eating her first.

Brian laughed, "I can see the appeal. How long were you away?"

She thought for a moment, "Only a day or so I think. I dunno, we were underground and completely cut off. You lose track of time really quickly in a place like that. All I know is that I didn't really get to eat and... I didn't eat all that much when it was just the two of us in the TARDIS before then."

"Well, there's plenty to go around. And there will be cake later when they get back. Hang on, did you say seven weeks?"

"Yep, afraid so. Far too much adventure for me at the moment. I'm quite happy sticking around here and letting them enjoy themselves." She replied. "Though would they kill me if I went and took a nap? I'm exhausted, he's only just picked me up."

"Guest bedroom's upstairs and to the right." Brian answered with a smile, "I'm sure they won't mind you getting a couple of hours kip while they're gone. And I'll come wake you when they get back."

"Oh you are a life saver." Hanna replied, stuffing the last of her burger into her mouth and chewing enthusiastically. She swallowed a couple of times before stretching her shoulders out, "I'm going to go get a drink and then go up. See ya later." She turned and went inside, grabbing a small bottle of cherryade off the drinks table before making her way upstairs to the guest bedroom. She sat down on the bed and closed her eyes, eating her food and sipping her drink as she mentally went through the last couple of days before curling up in a tight ball under the blankets and going to sleep.


"Hanna?"

The voice roused Hanna from her sleep and she grumbled, pulling the duvet tighter around herself but reluctantly opening one eye. "What?" She mumbled.

"The others are back. It's been about an hour." Brian replied.

Hanna sighed, "Fine... I'll be down in a minute... just need to, you know... wake up." She smiled sleepily and rubbed her eyes as she sat up. "Go talk to the Doctor... I'll be downstairs in a couple of minutes." She watched sleepily as he nodded slightly and smiled, leaving the room and closing the door. Once he was gone she slumped back and looked up at the ceiling, "Almost over... a month of sitting in the TARDIS sleeping, reading and watching films then this is over and we can go... and you know you can't tell him..." she murmured to herself as she stretched, "I'll come back afterwards though. After he's got the letter I'll come and talk to him. Explain it. Even if he hates me for it." She nodded decisively before getting up, yawning widely and running a hand through her hair to try to neaten it slightly before going downstairs, following the sound of talking until she reached everyone else.

"-To the other people who travel with you?"

Hanna glanced over at the Doctor and Brian as she entered the room, catching the tail end of Brian's question and quickly sidling away. She didn't want to get involved with it in case she ended up giving away something she shouldn't. Instead she pulled out her camera and took a couple of random pictures, blocking out as much of what was going on around her as she plucked a sandwich off a plate and nibbled on it.

"-Not them, Brian. Never them."

Hanna sighed as she heard what the Doctor said, "You can't just say that..." she said to herself, not realising she was close enough for them to hear her.

"What do you mean?" The Doctor asked her.

She glanced at them, sighing again and going over to stand with them, "You can't say that it won't be them who die. It's... Life with you is dangerous, we all know it. They've almost died before. Plus this is Rory we're talking about, dying and coming back is pretty much his MO." She looked at Brian, "Time paradoxes are wonderful things. Sometimes. But anyway, you can't predict the future. You can't say they'll come back." Her eyes were sad and she quickly looked away, sniffing, "Just... All we can do is try to keep them safe." She forced herself to look up at Brian, "But there are some things that even I can't change."

"Are you trying to tell me that they are going to die?" Brian asked quietly.

She swallowed and hesitated before eventually replying, "Everyone dies. With them it's... complicated." She was about to say more when she accidentally interrupted herself with a soft yawn. "Sorry..."

"Why don't you go back to the TARDIS?" The Doctor suggested, "Get a bit of kip. I'm going to be sticking around for a while."

Hanna smiled and nodded, "Okay." She waved slightly in the direction of Amy and Rory before turning away and going inside the familiar blue box.

"So what's going to happen?" Brian asked the Doctor once she'd gone.

"I don't know." He replied, "I quite like not knowing. Hanna's the only person who does know and it's a terrible burden to bear. I see her struggling with it but I can't do anything to change it. She wouldn't be her. She does and says what she can't but knowledge of what will happen in the future can be what causes it in the first place. The destiny trap. You can't change the future if you're already part of it. So if there's anything to do with time paradoxes involved it's not going to be something easily fixed..." he seemed to be talking to himself more than anything now. "But anyway. We're not going anywhere until this business with the cubes is sorted out. Speaking of which..." he saw Amy standing slightly apart from the others and went to join her, leaving Brian alone to mull over the conversation that had just happened.


Hanna was sitting in a chair in the Pond's living room, her nose buried in a book. She'd left the TARDIS in order to 'interact' more with the group but really she was perfectly content just reading.

Amy stood up from where she was on the sofa beside Rory and went over to Brian, whispering something in his ear.

"Eh?" He looked up at her in confusion.

"Just say it." Amy smiled at him before looking up at Hanna.

"Uh, Hanna." Brian smiled at her pleasantly, "Apparently I have to ask you this. But what exactly is the function of a rubber duck?"

Hanna stared at him for a moment before looking up at Amy, "Oh that's just mean! Not fair at all! Mean and rude and mean! I just... gah!" She ran her hands through her hair, "He's just the perfect Mr Weasley! I'm sorry but he is! Just... mean! Not you, Brian." She added.

"Oh lighten up Hanna, it's just a bit of fun." Amy put a hand on one hip.

"To you! To me it's the great seriousness of fandoms! And Arthur Weasley is the most awesome of all of them apart from Bill. Bill is badass. I just can't imagine anyone apart from him..." she pointed at Brian. "You know what, screw it! Let's watch them! Now! Full marathon of all of this universe's versions of the films! And then next week we can watch my version! Because this isn't fair. I can't judge unless I've seen both versions. Therefore because of you we have to watch all the films twice." She grinned as Amy groaned. "And just remember, you brought this upon yourself."

"Yeah, yeah I know." Amy sighed.

"I'm sorry, what just happened?" Rory looked between the two girls.

"I think..." Brian looked at his son, "that Amy and Hanna have volunteered us to join them on a 16 film Harry Potter marathon."

"Great!" Rory pulled a face before pulling himself to his feet, "I'll put the kettle on then."

"I'll have hot chocolate!" Hanna grinned at him as he just nodded wearily and disappeared into the kitchen. "Come on then, where are the DVDs?" She looked around at the others.

"I'll fetch them." Amy volunteered, crouching by the TV and getting out the box set. She turned the TV on and slotted the first film into the DVD player.

Half an hour later, they were ready to start, Rory, Amy and Brian on the sofa; The Doctor in an armchair and Hanna sitting on a couple of cushions on the floor. She'd also managed to acquire the remote and was in control. She settled back and hit play, watching the familiar opening scene in Privet Drive.

Philosopher's Stone passed uneventfully, everyone and everything where it should be.

Chamber of Secrets also passed reasonably uneventfully, though Hanna did pause it a few times to tell him where the Mr Weasley in her universe had said or done something slightly differently.

Hanna smiled as they slotted Prisoner of Azkaban into the DVD player, Rory going out into the kitchen to make more tea and put the oven on for dinner while the film changeover was taking place. Once they were settled once more, Hanna pressed play. Everything happened pretty much as – in her opinion – it should have done until they reached the Leaky Cauldron. The wrong Mr Weasley took Harry to one side and told him that the dangerous prisoner Remus Lupin had escaped from Azkaban and was after him.

"Whoa!" Hanna shouted, "No, hold the phone! No way!" She hit pause and turned to face the others, "No bloody way!"

"Well, yeah." Amy said to her, frowned slightly, "Didn't you know that? I thought you said you were a fan."

"I am! And that-" she pointed at the TV behind her, "Doesn't happen! Not in my universe!"

"Then what does?" Rory asked her.

"Sirius Black." She said simply, "Sirius Black escapes from Azkaban."

"But Sirius is the Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher. Why would he be in Azkaban?" Amy replied, her amusement clear in her voice.

Hanna whined, struggling slightly to come to terms with the differences in the two films. "Because... Because they think he killed Pettigrew! And all those other people. And betrayed Lily and James! And Lupin is supposed to be the Defence Against Dark Arts teacher!"

"No... Lupin betrayed them and Sirius is the teacher."

"But... that's just wrong!" Hanna protested.

"Why don't we just go back to watching it?" Rory suggested, "I'm sure it'll work itself out."

Hanna grumbled for a moment before sighing, "Fine." She turned back to the TV and hit play again. She spent the rest of the film watching quietly, apart from when something was majorly different. That is, until they reached the point where in her version – the real version – Sirius was supposed to accidentally hurt Ron in an attempt to get to Scabbers. What she saw however, was a tall man with long matted hair and a crazed look in his eye appear from pretty much nowhere and throw himself on Ron. The ginger teen struggled and was clearly hurt by the time he was dragged between the roots of the Whomping Willow.

Hanna burst out laughing at the scene, unable to take it seriously, "That is the worst piece of arse I've ever seen!" She giggled, "Just... what the hell?!"

"What do you mean?" Amy asked her.

"I mean, it just looks ridiculous! Lupin's nice and cool and awesome and him leaping out of nowhere and jumping on Ron looks weird and mildly rape-y. Very un-Lupin-like."

"Well then how is it supposed to go?"

Hanna sighed, looking back at the screen as Harry and Hermione made their way through the passage and into the Shrieking Shack, "You'll have to wait until we reach this point in my DVD set. Because... I feel like not telling you. Even if this is so blatantly wrong!"

The next six films passed in very much the same way over the course of the next couple of days. Hanna watching quietly for the most part and then pausing it to rant or ramble about how it wasn't done like that in her universe and then refusing to tell them what did happen. Her reasoning being that they should see it for themselves like she had seen this world's version and that otherwise it would end up with them having it spoilt and then they wouldn't enjoy it as much or sit through it with her right to the end.

With the end in sight, Hanna paused the film for the last time. They were halfway through the Battle of Hogwarts and she turned to face the others, pointing back at the screen with tears in her eyes. Her expression was a mixture of pained sadness tinged with mild delight, "Please... please tell me that didn't actually happen."

"Which bit?" Amy and Rory exchanged a mildly confused glance. A lot had happened over the last couple of minutes.

"Do not tell me that they killed Ron. Who does Hermione end up with?!" Hanna's eyes were wide and sad. She was still pointing at the screen.

"Yeah...? I presume that doesn't happen in your version either? And in your own words, maybe you should wait and find out." Amy replied, "We're almost at the end anyway."

Hanna sniffed and grumbled, turning back to the film and wiping her eyes on her sleeve as she pressed play. Watching silently as the end of the film unfolded, minus Ron but plus his brother Fred.

The film now over, Hanna turned to the others, "Well that was cool. And heartbreaking. And wrong."

"It's right to us." Rory pointed out, getting to his feet and stretching.

"Yeah but... not to me!" She sighed, "Well, we'll have to watch my version soon. Very soon."

"Give us a couple of days, yeah?" Amy suggested, "Let us have a bit of time to recover from watching all eight films before we see them again."

Hanna grumbled goodnaturedly before nodding, "Yeah, sure. I'm going for a walk. See you later." She grinned at them before heading for the door, pulling on her boots and jacket that had been left there since it had last been her turn to go out and buy milk. She left the house quickly and started to walk, not really caring where she was going and wanting to mull over the events of the films.

A couple of days later, Hanna bounced out of the TARDIS and into the Pond's living room, a DVD carry case clasped in her left hand, "My turn!" She announced, sitting on the floor with her legs crossed as she flicked through the case to find the films she wanted, her tongue poking out of the corner of her mouth slightly as she did so.

Amy and Rory exchanged a glance before moving over to join her, "So to get this straight..." Amy said as they sat on the sofa, "This is the same eight films with slightly different casting?"

"And a considerable amount of differing plot. Mainly the whole Marauders thread is completely different but there's also stuff that's changed elsewhere. Battle of Hogwarts and such. You'll have to watch it to see properly though."

"Worth a try." Rory stretched back, "The Doctor's in the garden and Dad's somewhere watching his cube. Want me to fetch them?"

"If you would." Hanna looked over at him and grinned before getting the DVD out of the case and putting it into the player. And if Brian's worried about his cube he can always record it. It'll be perfectly fine for the next couple of days."

So that was how the group of them found themselves spending the next few days as they had done a few days before, making their way through eight Harry Potter movies. Only this time it was Hanna who knew what was going on and the turn of the others to point out that things were different or wrong.

"Right!" Hanna announced as she put this disc for the last film carefully back into its case, two days after they had started the second leg of their marathon, "I'm going to go back and spend my time in the library until all this blows over. See ya!" And before anyone could say anything she had scooped up the case of DVDs and vanished back into the TARDIS.

"That girl..." the Doctor grumbled good-heartedly, "One of these days..." he smiled at the others, "I've got more painting to finish in the garden for one of the neighbours." He got to his feet and waved slightly before leaving the room, leaving the Ponds alone in their living room.


Hanna padded quietly through the corridors of the TARDIS towards the console room. It had been a few weeks since they'd arrived back and she'd enjoyed the peace of being able to just sit around and do nothing except read for days on end. It had been a nice time to recharge her batteries.

"Doctor?" She called as she entered the console room. Though they were staying on Earth it wasn't uncommon to find him inside tinkering with something. Today though, the room was empty. She frowned slightly and called for him again before opening the TARDIS door and moving out into the Pond's living room. It too was empty. "Hello?" She called, hearing her voice echo slightly through the house though she got no reply. She called against and waited for a moment. Still nothing.

She sighed and turned around, stepping back into the TARDIS. As she did so a sudden pain flared in her chest. Like something or someone had reached inside her and was now squeezing her heart. She grunted in pain and sunk to her knees, "Fuck you, Cora..." She hissed between gritted teeth as she reached into her pocket for her phone. She dialled a number and waited impatiently for the person at the other end to answer, terrified and struggling to breathe properly.

"Amy...!" Hanna gasped as the woman answered the phone, "Amy I... I think I'm having a heart attack..."

"What? Hanna...!" There was a faint note of panic in Amy's voice, "Why didn't you call Rory? Or an ambulance?"

"It's the cubes. One third of the population is currently having a heart attack... emergency services are kind of busy right now..."

"Hanna..." Amy started to talk but Hanna cut across her.

"Just put me on to the Doctor. And yes, I know he's also have a heart attack. But he's got two of them, he'll be fine!"

Amy hesitated for a moment before passing the phone over to the Doctor.

"Yes?" He asked sharply.

"Doctor, the cubes..." Hanna groaned, "They took the power... sent it out as a pulse... one third of the population instantly went into cardiac arrest..." She swallowed, "Doctor, I'm scared..." Her voice trembled, "I... I didn't like this episode all that much... and I didn't think... I just..."

"It's okay, Hanna." His voice was gentle and soothing, "I'll fix it. Like I always do. Where are you?"

"In... In the doorway to the TARDIS..." she murmured shakily, trying to disguise the fact she was crying, "I can't... I feel sick... like someone's squeezing my heart and won't let it go..."

"I know..." He sighed, "I know but it'll be okay."

"Courage isn't just a matter of not being frightened... It's being afraid and doing what you have to do anyway..." she murmured, "You said that to someone once... Jo... maybe..." She swallowed, "Doctor, I'm really scared... but... I-I know you can fix it..."

"I will."

"Then get off the phone and get on with it," She laughed slightly, though there was a definite wheeze in her shaky voice, "And Doctor... if I..." She broke off with a cough, "If... If I... you know... then... find me. There's probably a Rosehanna MacKay lurking around here somewhere... take her with you... show her the stars..." She whispered though didn't hear if he replied. Her fingers hit the button to hang up as she lost consciousness, her eyes closing and tears staining her cheeks.


"Hanna? Hanna can you hear me? Hanna?"

The voice sounded like it was from far away but slowly the fog in Hanna's head cleared slightly and she groaned, shifting and opening her eyes. It took a while for her vision to clear and the world around her to stop spinning so much. Eventually the concerned faces of the Pond's, Brian and the Doctor swam into view.

"How are you feeling?" Rory asked, concerned.

"Like I've been dragged through a field of broken Daleks by my heartstrings..." She grumbled, looking around blearily. She was still on the floor in the Ponds' living room. Slowly she sat up and leaned against the TARDIS. "So things are sorted then?"

"Yeah, everything's fine." Rory replied, crouching in front of her, "Right now though, I just want to make sure you're okay."

"I'm fine..." She sighed.

"You had a heart attack." He pointed out.

"Yep, gathered that. But I'm okay." She smiled slightly.

Rory sighed slightly and glanced at the Doctor, "Yeah, okay. But seriously, are you feeling okay?"

She thought for a moment before nodding, "I think so. I mean weak. And like I've been dragged through a field of Daleks... but yeah... overall... honestly, surprised I survived it."

"Why's that?" Rory frowned.

"Because I... might... have a sort of... maybe... pre-existing... slight... heart condition..." She smiled at him, "I mean it's nothing major, just when I was born it was kind of screwed. But I've been fine for years. No problem. Everything awesome in Hanna land."

"Why didn't you tell us?" Rory asked.

"Because it's really not a big deal. As I said, I've been fine for years. I guess it just meant that my heart is slightly weaker than most other people's and... well yeah, that meant the pulse sent out from the cubes gave me a heart attack. But I'm fine. I think the TARDIS must have protected me or something, I was in the doorway when it happened." She ran a hand through her hair and smiled at them again, "I'd kill for something to eat though."

"Hanna, you need to go to the hospital." He told her, glancing at the other three for backup, "This isn't something to be taken lightly."

"Nope, not happening. The emergency services must already be stretched to the limit." She told them firmly, "I just need to rest for a while. I'll be fine."

Rory sighed, "You still need to though. Look, I can do my best to rush you through. Quick check up and then back at home for some good old rest and recuperation."

She hesitated, not wanting to but not seeing a scenario in which Rory wouldn't make her. "Fine. As long as I do get through quickly though. There are many people who belong in this universe that need the help a lot more than I do."

"Let's not go into that again." Rory sighed again, "You're important to us. And we'll get you sorted."

She swallowed and glanced away, "Fine... okay..." she murmured, not protesting again. She just didn't have the energy.


"Are you sure you're okay?" Rory asked Hanna for what felt like the billionth time.

Hanna sighed and looked up at him, "I'm fine, Rory. Just stop fussing." She was sitting on the Pond's sofa, a blanket around her shoulders and a bowl of cereal in her lap.

"You had a heart attack." He pointed out.

"Really? I hadn't noticed." she snapped, "It was like, almost a month ago. And you asked me if I was okay an hour ago. I'm just one of thousands. One of millions – billions! And I'm no more important than any of them." She sighed, looking into the bowl and distractedly stirring the milk. She didn't want to let them know what she did about one particular person out of the millions who did die in this episode.

"Hanna..." the sofa dipped slightly as Rory sat down beside her, "What's wrong? I know there's something."

"I'm fine." She muttered, not looking up at him, "There's nothing wrong, why would there be?"

"You won't talk to anyone. You're really distant whenever we try to interact with you and you have been since-"

"Since I – as you constantly remind me – had a heart attack a couple of weeks ago. Trust me, I'll be happier as soon as I can get off this planet and be on the move again. Though only if you stay."

"Hanna..." Rory started but she cut him off again.

"Just stop. If I had any way of changing the future then I would. But I don't have any choice. I have to let things happen as they do so that I don't completely screw up the time lines. But Rory... when the Doctor and I leave... what are you going to do?"

He sighed, "We're planning on staying here. Amy and I were talking about it and decided that we like our real lives. We've grown up. And it's time we started living our own lives here on Earth."

Hanna smiled, "I'm glad. You two deserve some good and normal. You've got your house and car and everything... time for real life to get started. Maybe adopt a kid?"

He nodded, "That's certainly a possibility."

She smiled wider, "The pair of you... you deserve a good life. And if I can I will help you to achieve that."

He nodded, "Yeah... thanks. I've got work in just over an hour so I'll check on you when I get home."

She rolled her eyes, "Well, if you must!" Then her voice softened, "Thanks, Rory."

He smiled and got to his feet, "See you later." He said before leaving the room, leaving her alone to finish her cereal and go back to the film she had been watching.

It was a couple of weeks later that Rory finally said that Hanna was well enough to go back to travelling in the TARDIS, much to her delight. She loved being on Earth but at the same time it was starting to get dull now that she'd had a proper taste of adventure. All five of them were sitting round the table having breakfast, Brian having come round the house early to join them.

"Right, excuse me but I think that we should get going," The Doctor announced once they'd finished eating, "Only stuck around to let young Hanna get back up to full strength." She got to his feet and clapped Hanna good-heartedly on the shoulder. "Thing to do. Worlds to save, swings to..." he waved his hands for a moment before finishing, "Well, swing on."

Hanna smiled and got to her feet, "Yeah. It's been fun, dudes!"

The Doctor started to walk away before turning back, putting his arms around Amy and Rory's shoulders, "Look, I know you both have lives here. Beautiful, messy lives. That's what makes you so fabulously human." He said to them while Hanna watched from the doorway, silently begging Brain to stay silent. "You don't want to give them up." The Doctor continued.

"Actually..." Brian said, causing Hanna's heart to sink, "It's you they can't give up, Doctor. And I don't think they should. Go with him," He urged them, "Go save every world you can find. Who else has that chance? Life will still be here."

"You could come, Brian." The Doctor suggested.

Hanna swallowed, she couldn't do nothing, "But they also have the chance to be human and normal... even though the universe is out there... if I had a home like this now, after all I've done and seen... I don't know if I'd want to give it up." She watched as Amy and Rory exchanged a glance and a smile. She knew that their minds were made up and no amount of persuading on her part would change that.

Brian smiled at them, "Go. But I think I'll stay here. Somebody's got to water the plants." His gaze grew serious as he looked at the Doctor and then at Hanna, "Just bring them back safe."

Hanna turned away, heading back to the TARDIS and going inside. By the time the others had said their proper goodbyes to Brian and joined her inside the expansive time machine she had already vanished deep into the corridors, wanting to be alone with her thoughts. As happy as the Doctor was now to have his friends aboard one last time she knew that it wasn't going to last long. She knew that they would soon be forced to part and she didn't know if she could bear the heartbreak that he was going to have to go through. She lay on her bed, looking up at the ceiling as the TARDIS dematerialised, taking them on to their next destination and a new adventure.


Author's note: Once again I'd like to thank everyone who stuck with me on my tangent through the Doctor's past. I had a lot of fun writing Web of Fear and I hope you enjoyed reading it. Business as usual will now resume. I had a lot of fun re-writing/re-plotting Harry Potter. And it is entirely Happy-Rea's fault. I may at some point, given time and energy write the alternate version of all the films, but that won't be for a long time. Not until I've written all of this story anyway!

Question time! (Feel free to send me questions. No matter how bizarre or mundane)

Happy-Rea:
1. If you could breed two animals together to defy the laws of nature what animal would she create? Sheep-Mouse-Pig. Or Hippopota-cow. Or Hippo-Rabbit-Cat. She can't decide. And two is apparently too mainstream and she wants three.
2. What was the worst present she ever received? She's refusing to answer on the grounds of not wanting to upset people (though certain members of her family once attempted to buy her clothes. And it went badly wrong)
3. What's the longest Hanna can go without talking? You have read this, right? The only time Hanna can go any length of time without talking is when she's reading.