title: Still/Life
author: Sirikit
rating: K
summary: A series of small likenesses. Hufflepuff gen (Susan, Ernie, Zacharias, Hannah, Justin, not necessarily in that order).
a/n: These are basically sketches that I've been doing to try to figure out the characters. Figured I could corral some together into something resembling a fic. Lyrics from The Knife.
We share our mothers' health
It is what we've been dealt?
What's in it for me?
Fine; then I'll agree
II. Hannah.
She is obsessed with details and has the habit of persistent tidiness. She leaves things better than she found them because that's what she was taught, that is what her house stands for, and Hannah always was a girl who did what she was told.
She isn't clever enough to be philosophical but she believes that life, when it becomes impossible, must be handled at the smallest level. When Justin is Petrified, when Cedric is killed, when her mother leaves for the chemist's and never comes back, Hannah descends from reality into the world of little things, where everything can be orderly and neat if she wants it to be. She folds her pastel jumpers, her black-and-yellow socks; she stacks her notebooks and the loose sheets of parchment. She considers the smooth round edges of her nails, and copies and re-copies her Potions essay until every slant of her handwriting is flawless.
And all this without magic; she has Muggle enough in her to want to do some work honestly. She was taught this by her mother.