you're nobody until somebody loves you
A HariPo drabble collection
by mew-tsubaki
Tags: M&MWP, light femslash.
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Hannah liked the work at the Leaky Cauldron. It kept her hands busy and her head empty—except when a familiar face would haunt the bar's corners.
She and Millicent didn't interact at first, until Tom made Hannah deliver Millicent's order. Even then, beyond thanks and stares, there was nothing to be shared.
But sometimes the bar was mostly empty. And a few drinks got Millicent spilling her own traumas from the war. They weren't anything Hannah knew—alienation, subordination, peer pressure—but …
They both hurt. And hurt kindled kindness.
(Time would tell if it would kindle something more.)