Who: Hannah and Sirius What: Reunions! When: Backdated to Sirius' arrival Where: Malanore 1002 Why: They haven't seen one another in months, parent/child reunion and talking is necessary.
It wasn't home, but then Hannah had gotten used to not being at home. It had been months since they'd left. Months since she'd been able to - hell or even tried to - contact anyone that wasn't Hermione or Ron. Months since they put their plan into action. By her estimates they should have been further but there was no true way to timeline what felt some days like a wild goose chase of a scavenger hunt! A scavenger hunt that could save the world...
But that was neither here nor there anymore. She'd been used to sleeping with one eye open these days. She was used to sleeping bags on hard rocks that were charmed to make you believe they were more comfortable than they were. Her, Ron and Hermione had gotten used to waking early, walking until mid-day, eating and walking till nightfall. But now that was all changed and she didn't know where her friends were. Adding insult to injury, no one here, none of the people she'd known for the majority of her life knew her... Except one.
She was perched on the edge of the couch in the flat she and her roommate shared. Yes she needed to reach out but right now she was only interested in the man that was supposed to be walking through that door. She'd run away five months ago without a word of goodbye, just that note she'd left. And through this whole thing she'd just hoped that he was safe, because they sure as hell hadn't been. But knowing the man that was a ridiculous notion. She might be stuck here and she might not have a way home, but just like always her uncle, her dad, her godfather was somehow with her. She could use this as a chance to train, to prepare... She wasn't on her own.