Rated PG Who: Justin Finch-Fletchley and Hannah Abbott What: Talking about the night before Where: Hannah's flat and the Leaky Cauldron When: Thursday, October 30, 2003 - 10:45, then noonish Justin rapped on the door to Hannah's flat for the fifth time in a row, and still there was no answer. He knew she must be gone, but he still felt like he had to try. Only when one of the neighbours stuck their head outside to glare at him did he decide to put a stop to his efforts. He tried to smile at them with his usual winning smile... but for the first time in nearly five years, his heart wasn't in it.
He was still shaken by the... whatever it was he'd seen last night. Vision? Waking nightmare? He had almost given in to the temptation to stay at home, cuddled with his Mum in front of the TV, but though he knew she understood, he couldn't do that to her.
And so he'd gone in search of Hannah and another motherly/sisterly cuddle.
She wasn't there, though, and while Justin had several current and former lovers and friends he could visit with, there were only a handful he could truly feel safe being vulnerable with, and two of the three were likely working today. Then again, Hannah would be working today as well, but Tom was more than used to Justin popping in and taking up her time. He'd tried complaining about it a few times, but every time he did, Justin simply tossed him a few galleons to compensate for her time.
With a nod, Justin decided to head to the Leaky, grab a snack, and wait for Hannah to arrive.
A short chat with Tom, who immediately noticed Justin's off-mood, and a basket of chips later had Justin tucked into a booth, his eye on the door, waiting for Hannah's arrival.