Hannah took a deep breath and attempted to keep her sudden bout of nerves from overwhelming her. She was perfectly safe in St. Mungo’s. She could even do magic again. In fact, she had been doing spells all morning in spite of the annoyance it seemed to cause the Healers. This was also the reason why she was currently alone. She had finally been able to convince her father to take Jacob and go out to lunch. It looked as though he hadn’t had a proper meal since the entire ordeal started and Hannah hated to think about what he had gone through to get her back. Hannah knew that they didn’t have anywhere near the amount of money the Renegades had demanded in exchange for her return. The possibilities of how he managed to get the money and what he probably had to give up for it made Hannah sick to her stomach. In the silence, it was that plus everything else that had happened in the past few months that seemed to be the only things Hannah could think of despite her effort to distract herself.
The creak of the door though quickly snapped Hannah’s mind back to the present, and she scrambled to a sitting position as she automatically reached for her wand. Her sudden burst of panic subsided though as Megan’s voice greeted her and she was reminded of exactly where she was. “Megan,” breathed Hannah, hoping that the relief she felt didn’t show in her voice. She gave her a small smile. “Hey. How are you? It’s good to see you.”