A/N: I do not own anything worth owning.
The next few days Hannah was fairly busy with work. Business was decent and nothing of interest happened thankfully. She had received a lovely card with a pink bird drawn on the front as a 'thank you' from Luna. Just looking at the picture, Luna had obviously painted it herself, made Hannah smile.
"Ms. Abbott? Are you back here?" Hannah looked up. She had been sitting in the small office behind the bar working on the orders for next week.
"In the office," she called back. Within a few minutes one of the witches she recognized as her summer help was standing in the doorway.
"Do you need something, Clarity?"
"No, I just wanted to let you know Marv and I got our letters. I was named Head Girl this year."
"That's great! So you need to leave earlier than some of the other students?"
"Correct. I was also wondering if you could write me a letter of recommendation for next year when I apply for my apprenticeship?"
"Absolutely, Marv would like one too?"
"Yes, if it's not too much trouble."
"Just let me know where to send them, alright? You've still got a year to figure out where you want to be."
"Thank you Miss Abbott." Hannah smiled watching the girl head back into the main part of the bar. She sighed knowing she would be losing most of her staff in a few weeks.
"Maybe I should find some replacements?" she asked herself. Although, business might die down some without all the families coming through. She jotted a quick note to remind her to ask Tom about how he had handled the changing the seasons and went to check that lunch was being prepared.
She stepped out of the office and noticed immediately a man outside. He had the same build as the hooded man her, Harry, and Ron had seen earlier in the week. As carefully as she could, she slipped out one of the side doors and watched him from between the shops.
He moved slowly, almost as if limping. Hannah wondered if he had been hurt recently or if it was an old wound. She watched him walk to the abandoned store, glance around. She held her breath hoping he didn't see her standing in the shadows. Then proceeded inside. Hannah bit her lip. She might be able to sneak over there, look in one of the windows, but at the same time, she could get caught.
Sending an owl would take too long, and she'd never learned how to make her patronus talk. Deciding she didn't really have much of a choice, she slowly crept towards the building. She stayed low to the ground, holding her breath that she wasn't making too much noise. She raised her head trying to peek into the window.
The windows were dusty since the building was abandoned, but Hannah could see the figure inside. He stood in the middle of the room, hood still covering his head. Soon another figure appeared, this one shorter, but also wearing a hood. The pair talked for a moment, Hannah couldn't hear anything. She wanted to get closer, but she knew there was no way she could.
She heard something behind her. She turned only her head, but saw nothing. When she turned back to the two hooded figures, they were gone.