Hannah continued to sob, unable it seemed to stop. Her mother was innocent. A loving soul. What did she do to deserve this? Hannah couldn't even think.
Her father had sent the letter, he had been out at the time of the attack. He sent one to Dumbledore too, she she knew soon that she would have to go and see him.
After what seemed like hours of sobbing, her tears stopped, but only from her bodies inability to produce more. She still panting from the sobs, her eyes red, paths carved down her face from the rivers of tears. She was still trembling as she leaned all of her small weight against Megan. "Why?" she whispered, her voice quiet and raspy.