plainjanehannah (plainjanehannah) wrote in snitched, @ 2008-07-04 17:02:00 |
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Entry tags: | character: hannah abbott, character: lansing rosier |
Who: Hannah [OPEN]
When: July 4th
Where: St Mungos
What: Hannah's ill
Rating: PG, unless changed
She vaguely remembered being at St Mungos. This was the first time she felt even the slightest bit awake since arriving here. Really she had not felt all that awake the day or two before she had collapsed, but she had thought it was just a cold. After all, she had no room at her station to complain. Not that she was one to complain before this had all happened. Mum and Grandmum used to always tell her that she needed to speak up more often when she did not feel well. But she could just not bring herself to be a bother, especially when everyone was so busy in their own little worlds. It was best in her mind to keep to herself. No need worrying people.
She had not been to St Mungos in a long time. Her Grandmum was a muggle, so she was in a muggle hospital close to him. The familiar sights of a hospital in general made her miss her grandmum more that ever though. She had no idea if the woman was still alive. Without Hannah paying the bills, there was not much grandmum could do either. Who could expect a woman dying of cancer to be able to work to pay her own bills? Biting her lip to keep it from trembling, she tried not to think about her. But it proved impossible to not do that. Grandmum was the only family Hannah had left, and she was probably dying of a broken heart now. The woman's daughter and now granddaughter were dead now, as far as she knew. Sniffling slightly, Hannah wiped a tear from her eyes. She did not want to be here, in this kind of place. At one point in her life she had wanted to be a healer, but right now she was just sick and upset. She wanted to be back home with her grandmum.