A/N: I do not own Harry Potter or any other characters.
Hannah woke to the sound of banging. Pulling herself from a dream that might have been a shard of memory, she realized someone was pounding on the front door of the Cauldron. She had moved into the building the day before.
"I need to hire a night guard," she muttered sliding out of bed. She slipped her feet into a pair of yellow and black slippers. The pounding continued.
"I'm coming, I'm coming, hold your thestrals," she muttered. She finally reached the door. Peering out she saw the blond woman she'd met last week at the abandoned store. Her hair was plastered to her pale face. Hannah threw open the door. The woman stumbled in, her hands bloody and her bare feet covered in mud. Hannah summoned a chair instantly.
"Sit, it's okay, it's okay." she whispered helping the woman to the chair. She noticed her clothing was also torn and covered in mud and blood.
"Thank you. I'm sorry it's so late."
"Are you alright?" Hannah had already summoned a bag of medical supplies. She hoped someday to take up a mediwitch apprenticeship.
"I think so. I was attacked by someone, or something." Hannah magically cleaned the blood and mud from the woman's skin to better access her injuries.
"Did you see who it was?" She shook her head 'no'.
"I was out shopping, then I got distracted by something, I went to investigate. I thought it might be a new creature, but it was just a weirdly colored cat. When I got back to Diagon Alley it was dark. I started my way towards Flourish and Blotts, I still needed a new sketch pad. I don't remember getting there. Something hit me, I remember my knees hitting the ground." Hannah noticed the woman's skinned knees. A little bit of dittany and those were fixed. Hannah also healed the woman's hands.
"Are you hurt anywhere else?" She shook her head.
"Thank you for letting me in, Hannah. The other shops I tried pretended no one was there."
"I could never let someone hurt suffer. Wait, I know I know you, but I'm so sorry, I can not remember your name."
"S'alright. I'm Luna."
"Lovegood! You were in Ravenclaw. The year behind me right?" Luna nodded. "Now that I've healed you a bit, do you want to owl the ministry? Report the attack?"
"I...I'm not sure, I mean I didn't see anything. Maybe it was just an accident?"
"Maybe, is anything missing? Do you still have your wand?" Luna's long fingers flew to her pocket before pulling her wand out.
"Thankfully yes, but I don't seem to have my bag any more."
"Did it maybe fall when you fell?"
"Maybe," Luna answered. Hannah didn't think she sounded too sure of herself.
"Luna. I'm going to owl the ministry. I know you feel as if you didn't see anything, but maybe there's a clue or something left behind. Alright?" Luna hesitated but nodded. Hannah whistled signaling her barred owl, Puff.
"I'm just going to say there was a possible attack and robbery outside, I can leave your name out of it until someone gets here?"
"Thank you. The ministry does have a habit of not believing me, especially about the creatures I search for." Luna admitted. Hannah nodded. She remembered Luna and how everyone had called her 'Loony' when they had been in school. Her house, normally so accepting, had even teased the girl. Hannah herself had never said anything, but she felt guilty just thinking about it.
Hannah fetched Luna some clean clothes and a cup of hot tea while they waited for the owl's return. After about fifteen minutes a loud 'crack' sounded outside the Cauldron.
"Looks like the ministry decided to send someone after all. I'll go check." Luna nodded watching Hannah peer out the door.
"They sent some newbies," Hannah laughed throwing the door open and letting Harry and Ron inside.
"Luna! Are you alright?" Harry asked running over to her. Hannah had healed her almost entirely, but there was still a bit of dirt in her hair.
"I'm fine. I was the one Hannah owled you about. Someone knocked me over and I think they might've taken my bag."
"Was there anything important or valuable in your bag?" Luna shook her head.
"I don't think so, at least not to anyone else. There was an article I was working on about the infestation of the old Pages building. I thought my readers might want to know that leaving it stand empty like that was a bad idea."
"One of my guest, Ms. Mayhew says she saw lights around there a few nights ago," Hannah added. Harry nodded gesturing to Ron to write this all down. Ron fumbled with the quill for a second before jotting the notes on a small piece of parchment.
"We're going to go investigate the building. Do you need someone to apparate you home Luna?"
"No, I think I'm going to stay here with Hannah for the night. Let me know if you find anything. I mean anything besides the infestation of Crymson Cryders." Ron and Harry shared a look before heading back outside.
"Let me show you to your room, no charge," Hannah said smiling at Luna.