A/N: I do not own Harry Potter or any characters that you recognize.
Hannah had put the visit with Neville out of her mind as she started to get things ready for lunch. A quick glance at the calendar reminded her school would be starting soon. She blinked as she realized she missed the idea of going back to Hogwarts. Her last year had taken place after the war, her and most the students all retook their last year. Even Hermione had returned.
"Ms. Abbott, do we have any more candied grapes?" someone asked. Hannah looked up.
"If we do, they would be in store room three, next to the raisins," she answered. She'd had to hire a few people, at least temporarily until she had learned all the ins and outs of the Cauldron. Most of them were summer workers, students who would be returning to school in September.
"Ms. Abbott, there are some aurors here," someone announced. Hannah nodded making her way back to the front of the bar. Harry and Ron were standing there talking.
"Good afternoon, can I get you anything?"
"Not at the moment. We're just following up about what happened with Luna. Has anyone reported hearing or seeing anything about the attack?"
"No, no one has said anything. Any leads?"
"No, unfortunately no one seems to know anything, even Luna's not convinced it was on purpose. Something weird is going on, Hannah. I just wish we knew what."
"I wish some more of these abandoned buildings would get bought and then maybe everything would go back to normal. Did you check in with George?"
"Yes, he hadn't seen or heard anything either. Maybe Luna's right and this was all nothing." Hannah shook her head.
"I don't think so, why take her bag?"
"Looking for money maybe?" Ron commented shoving a muffin he'd picked up off the counter into his mouth. Hannah resisted the urge to glare. The youngest Weasley boy still talked with his mouth full.
"But Luna doesn't look rich or as if she comes from a wealthy family. She looks like Luna."
"Mistaken identity? She's blond, maybe someone thought she was a Malfoy?" Hannah shrugged tuning Ron and Harry out for a moment. Something outside had caught her eye. She reached over and tugged Harry's sleeve nodding towards the door. Someone wearing a black cloak, with the hood pulled over their face had just walked past the Leaky Cauldron towards the abandoned store. Harry, Hannah, and Ron watched from the window as he walked inside.
"Is that trespassing since it's abandoned?"
"No, but it is strange," Harry commented as the man walked back outside and disappeared into the crowd.
"There seems to be a lot of interest in that building lately. Has anyone heard what happened to the previous owner? I know he left during the war."
"No one's seen him since. You don't think he didn't just leave to escape the war do you?" Hannah shrugged. Her ideas did have a way of getting her in trouble.
"I don't know, maybe he has family or something that's looking into taking it over."
"Might be worth looking into," Ron muttered. "Since we're getting nowhere with anything else." The pair left after paying for Ron's muffin, Hannah had offered it on the house, but Harry had insisted saying something about it could be written off as part of the investigation.