A/N: I do not own Harry Potter or any characters you recognize.

A/N2: Not sure what pairing I am going to do with Hannah, please review and leave suggestions.

"And so, I was sitting there, in nothing but my night robe..." Hannah half listened to the witch sitting at the bar talking. The visit last week, from the ministry officials, was still on her mind. So far, she hadn't seen anything unusual, other than a few of her customers.

"Can you believe he said that?" the witch asked. Hannah shook her head in what she hoped looked like disbelief.

"Exactly, me either!" exclaimed the witch.

"Miss, can I get butterbeer?" Hannah looked down the bar and smiled seeing Neville pulling up a seat.

"Of course." Hannah turned to the witch she had been 'talking' to, "Excuse me a moment."

"Neville, what brings you here? I thought you were busy with your apprenticeship."

"I am, but Professor Sprout needed some things from Diagon Alley and I volunteered. I heard you were working here now."

"For about a week now," Hannah replied placing a butterbeer in front of her former classmate.

"Do you like it?"

"It's not what I'd planned to do after Hogwarts, but we can't all get the apprenticeship of our dreams straight after graduation."

"It was a lucky break. That's all." Hannah laughed. Even now Neville couldn't see just how amazing he was.

"Neville, luck has nothing to do with it, you're amazing at herbology!" Neville blushed and looked down at his butterbeer.

"Thanks Hannah, um, I've got to, um, get going. It was nice to, um, see you."

"You too," Hannah called as Neville hurried out the door, nearly tripping over his own feet. He still can't take a compliment she thought watching him leave.

Hannah had nearly forgotten about Neville's visit as the crowd picked up. It was nearly noon and most people who had been staying the night were down for lunch. She called a greeting to Ms. Mayhew, who was, as Tom had said, a fixture here.

"Ms. Abbott, did you hear what happened?"

"I'm sorry, but no, I don't know what you're talking about. Did I hear what?"

"Someone was trying to break into that abandoned store down the street, I heard them last night." Hannah frowned. She hadn't heard anything last night, other than the soft hoot of several owls.

"What time was this?"

"Late, it was very dark out. I heard someone shouting, and then there was a light, and then nothing. Maybe I dreamed it?"

"Maybe, I'll ask around and see if anyone else heard anything if you'd like?"

"Nae, I don't want to cause you any trouble." Ms. Mayhew stated taking her cup of tea and wandering back up the stairs. Hannah would have someone retrieve it later.

Even though Ms. Mayhew hadn't been interested in finding out more, Hannah couldn't help but be curious. She casually asked a few of her other customers if they had heard anything last night. So far, no one else heard anything.

"I did see a light though," one witch commented. "Thought it was a bit odd, not flickering like a candle." Hannah nodded wondering if this was the same light Ms. Mayhew had seen. By three in the afternoon, Hannah's curiosity was getting the best of her. She slipped out of the Cauldron and into Diagon Alley. Quickly she made her way down the street, keeping her eyes open for anything unusual. She reached the shop Ms. Mayhew had mentioned. It had been closed since the war, the wizard who had owned it had left it standing empty. She vaguely remembered the store being a bookshop.

"Are you looking at expanding?" a voice asked from behind her. Hannah turned and found herself facing a young woman about her own age.

"Just looking, wondering if someone will buy it soon. It'd be nice for all the shops to reopen."

"Yes, it would, but I wouldn't move here if I were you."

"Why not?"

"The whole place is infested. Give it time and they'll disappear on their own. I've got to go now," the blond haired woman stated giving Hannah a smile and disappearing into the crowded street. Hannah blinked her eyes a few times in confusion. The woman had looked sort of familiar, but she wasn't able to place her. She shook her head and quickly made her way back to the Cauldron, it was time to get ready for the dinner rush.