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"Oh uh.. I was able to leave hours ago but I mean.. it's not like anyone would have noticed if I were missing..." her voice trailed off and she looked down at her bandaged wrist. Sharpe had given her something to ease the pain, which was working quite wonderfully. Hannah knew she'd end up writing Jeremiah about it and he'd probably be rushing over to see her and make sure she was really okay. That or Jared had already told him and he was freaking out. She was a klutz and there wasn't much she could do about it. Broken bones, bruises, minor injuries were an every day thing with her.

Hannah blinked pulling herself out of her trance and looked over at Ian. She nodded softly, "that'd be fine with me. Usually the elves put pudding out because of Luna. I like pudding. I-if you want you can lean on me, make it easier for you to walk. You don't have to but well the offer will be there."

Ian || How have we never spoken?

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"Good," she kept her voice soft. Unlike some Hannah had a difficulty opening up. She liked to listen more than anything, learning about anything was what mattered. With Ian she had just learned quite a lot even barely just meeting him. The Ravenclaw had tried her best not to make it hard for people to approach her but it never seemed to work since they didn't acknowledge her. In a way she guess it was better than what Ian was getting almost every day.

Poor boy was probably beating himself up inside and that was usually far worse than visible bruising and injuries. Hannah knew that. Jared wore his in scars and Ian.. Ian was obviously different. She sighed softly to herself and nodded. "Good," she repeated before looking down at her feet.

Ian || How have we never spoken?

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Hannah listened to him as he spoke. She didn't say a word. The red-head's best talent was listening. It was all she was ever good for with others. She listened and didn't interrupt. She would glance over at him every now and then. When he finished talking she looked up and over at him, her hand that wasn't harmed lifting and setting on his arm gently. She gave him a soft, sad smile. Hannah didn't know what to say or if she should even say anything at all. She kept with the gentle touch, letting it linger a moment before she pulled her hand away. "Understood, Ian," she said softly. That was the only thing she could manage to say.

A part of her wondered if he had kept that in for so long that when he got the chance to actually spill it out to he didn't really care if it was to a complete stranger. Hannah shifted her weight on her feet. "You feel better now?" She really wanted to know, it wasn't to make him feel bad or anything for spilling his most inner thoughts, she really didn't mind that.

Ian || How have we never spoken?

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She chewed her bottom lip and dropped her gaze to the floor. She didn't really know what to say. It was wrong the way he was treating himself just because of something his father said. It was wrong of his father to have even reacted that way. To her his father should have been down here demanding something to be done to stop the abuse his son was going through yet that's not what happened. Hannah usually forgot some parents are cruel enough to treat their kids so badly.

In all honesty Hannah had lost connection with kids who had parents. Even though she had vivid memories of her parents; their red hair, their laughs and their voices, the way the two of them would read her a bed time story and act it out for her, she missed all of those things. Bringing up parents had always made her squirm in her skin. No one knew about her parents death besides Jeremiah and she didn't want anyone else finding out but it was bound to happen some time in the future. Hannah directed her attention back to Ian then and nodded. "okay," she stated simply. She'd obey his request and not push it further even if she felt it was wrong. It wasn't her place to say anyway.

Ian || How have we never spoken?

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She gave him a small smile and pretended to zip her lips. "But you do know he could easily put some bruise healing paste on there for you. Secrets hurt, Ian. He'll find out on his own someday and you do know he'll ask a lot of question like how long it's been going on, why you haven't told him anything, who it is, and so on and so on. So.. maybe you should ask yourself if it's really worth keeping this a secret then telling your boyfriend, someone who loves and cares about you, about what's happening."

Honesty was the best policy to Hannah. Her and her parents were always honest to each other and she had no reason to hide anything from anyone anyway. She was an open book to those who actually acknowledged her existence. Since her parents death she had followed that rule and will continue to for the rest of her life and she knew it. In a way it bugged her that people were so dishonest, especially to family and friends, and when she witnessed it she really wanted no part but she always somehow ended up helping half of the couple or family.

Ian || How have we never spoken?

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"See, I know you're lying Ian. I know you took a beating for standing up for a kid. You're limping and your smile is different. You're in pain. Why do  you lie knowing you can easily be caught in it and get in trouble?" She moved off the bed and helped him onto it. "You should take better care of yourself. I don't think your boyfriend would appreciate you ignoring things like that for the sake of others."

She leaned against the bed now and looked over at him. "Is that why you're here? Do have him heal you? or did you want some little lovin' before dinner?" Hannah giggled a little. "I kid. Something wrong with your ankle? Or is it from the punches to the gut? And before you ask I see a lot of things that people think I wouldn't. Happens when you're practically invisible to everyone."

Ian || How have we never spoken?

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She looked up at him and gave a reassuring smile, "oh yeah. Totally fine. I just tripped and caught myself but I guess I fractured my wrist? Didn't feel like going back to class so Jared let me stay here until the bell rang." she shrugged and looked back down. If Jeremiah had been there he would have been the one to fix it, kiss it better like her father used to.

Hannah knew the male before her. He always sat in front of her in classes they shared, always spoke to Skyler, was bullied and still is since he'd come out. She knew the boy was dating the nurse here who was a recent graduate actually. She lifted her head then. "Are you okay?"

Ian || How have we never spoken?

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Ian || How have we never spoken?

She was always hurting herself in some way but ever since Jeremiah and her started dating there was always someone there to help her back up and mend her wounds. Hannah was really thankful towards the boy even though she found it hard to even thank him properly. As she set there on one of the medical beds in the hospital wing she couldn't help but wonder what he was up to. He'd dropped out a while ago and Hannah wasn't mad or upset with him, she understood in a way. Sometimes it was easier to run away from things.

Her attention went back to her surroundings when she heard footsteps. A male around the same age as she entered, Ravenclaw as well. "He stepped out a moment.. if you're looking for him." She kept her voice soft and tried her best not to startle him in case he hadn't even noticed her. It wouldn't have been a surprise, not to this red-head. She was used to people not noticing her.

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Hannah/Jeremiah/Jared

When they got to Jared’s they went inside and sat on the couch. They talked and talked. Had a few laughs. The both of them were extremely happy. Hannah was curled up into Jeremiah. Jeremiah had an arm up over the back of the couch behind her. A few hours after midnight Hannah had fallen asleep. Her hand was on his chest lightly grabbing onto his shirt.

Jared stopped at the last step and smiled at Jeremiah who was sitting as if he was a statue. “I haven’t seen you this happy, Jerry. The red head must be rather special.” Jeremiah flipped him off trying not to move much. Though Jared was right, Hannah was special. He looked down at her and sighed. She looked so cute. Still an angel when she slept. 

~Her and Jeremiah were in a meadow. There were all sorts of colors. They were playing tag again, this time she was it. Jeremiah ran down the small hill doing a flip and getting back up. Hannah giggled running after him. “I’m going to get you!” He turned and ended up behind her. His arms wrapped around her waist and picked her up spinning around. “No, I got you.” Hannah laughed setting her hand over his, “you weren’t it though.” Jeremiah grinned, "I know." She turned around to face him. "Then why'd you grab me?" He shrugged, "I felt like it. Do I need a reason?" Hannah giggled then nodded. "Yes, you do need a reason." "Well.. here's your reason." Jeremiah leaned in slowly, her heart picking up it's pace. Hannah glanced down at his lips then up at his eyes. She had frozen in his arms as he moved closer and closer. She would have pushed him away, would have if she didn't want it. Then their lips met. Her eyes instantly closed and she brought an arm up bringing it around his neck. She stood on her tip toes leaning into the kiss. What she felt for him... it was love.~

Jeremiah slowly moved her back on the couch laying her head on the pillow. He got a blanket and covered her up. “Hey Jared, I’m going out. I’ll be back. Let me know when she wakes?” Jared nodded sitting at the table in the kitchen. He was stirring his coffee for some odd reason. “Thanks.” With that Jeremiah left for a while. He wanted to clear his mind, sort out his emotions. There were so many new feelings that he didn’t really understand. It felt nice though. He was happy and he felt needed, he felt like he had a place here. But it was weird getting all these feelings with Hannah. Getting instantly happy at the thought of her, the sight of her, the mention of her name. He walked down by the lake, taking the same route they took back to Jared’s.

The sun was coming up now Jeremiah was on his way back. Jared still sat at the table, he was able to see if Hannah was up or still asleep. He saw movement but didn’t think much of it.

Hannah’s eyes opened and she thought Jeremiah would have been there. When she didn’t see him her heart sunk. She sat up a bit leaning into the couch, her arm came around her abdomen. She felt.. depressed. The same feeling she got when she first went to bed after her parents death and waking up alone was back. And that’s when it hit her. She needed him. He gave her a purpose, he gave her a real smile. She needed him more than anyone.

The young Slytherin walked through the door he was shocked to see Hannah up. Then seeing the way she was he was worried. She didn’t look happy, nor did she have her smile that he loved. She looked depressed, tired, exhausted. He shut the door and rushed over to the couch kneeling down. ”Hannah? Hannah, what’s wrong? Jared why didn’t you tell me she woke up!?” His cousin peek around the corner, “well because you shouldn’t have left. It’s rude to do when a girl is sleeping. Especially to her knowing about her parents and all. You should have known better.” “I don’t need a lecture.” He snapped back at Jared. His cousin just shrugged and disappeared back into the kitchen.

She turned her head to look at Jeremiah who was staring at her. “You okay?” She nodded. “Are you sure?” Another nod. “Why don’t I believe you?” Hannah shrugged. “Why aren’t you talking, Hannah. What’s wrong?” Before he could even react Hannah had flung herself at him knocking him over onto the floor. Her arms were around him tight. He brought his arms around her and held her. He felt her body shake and got a bit confused. He tried pulling her back away from him but she grabbed onto his shirt.

Jeremiah sat up holding her in his lap. He tried calming her down, gently running his fingers through her hair. Hannah had buried her face into his shoulder. Jared had quietly made his way upstairs with his cup of coffee to leave the two alone again.

After a while Hannah stopped crying and her arms had loosened from around him. Jeremiah was finding it hard to keep his eyes open but somehow he managed. “You going to tell me what was wrong?” He asked her in a soft tone. She nodded once again and sniffled pulling away from him. He looked down at her and wiped away the lingering tears. “I-I woke up and you weren’t h-here. The same f-feeling I h-had when my parents d-died came back. I-I thought you were g-gone for good. L-like everyone else.” Her voice cracked here and there. “I n-need you, Jeremiah. As much as I d-don’t want to admit it to my-myself. I need you.”

Jared found it easy to listen to them, sitting at the top of the stairs drinking his coffee. He chocked on it when he heard what Hannah had said and dropped his cup running down the stairs. He stopped and leaned over the railing, “say it back!” Jeremiah looked up at his cousin and made a face. “Go on! The girl just told you she needed you! Say it back!” “Get outta here!” Jeremiah shouted.

Hannah pulled out her wand, "Muffliato." For once she had used a spell out Hogwarts. She looked up at Jeremiah who seemed angry now. "Problem fixed.." she said softly and looked down putting her wand up. "You don't have to say it back, you know. You shouldn't say it unless you mean it. I-I'm just being honest because.. as I told you, my parents taught me to be honest and tell the truth. Speaking of which. I um. I had another dream about you.. about us." She looked up, gave him a half smile. She didn't feel like smiling at the moment though. It hurt, if that was even possible. Clearing her throat she looked back down.

He was speechless. For once Jeremiah couldn't say much back. I need you, her voice ringing in his ears. He was fine with having nothing, he didn't have anything to lose when he had nothing. Jeremiah looked over at Hannah, seeing the half smile before she looked back down. He didn't want to hurt her but he didn't want to hurt himself. He was stuck. Say it back, Jared had said. He placed his hands to his face and closed his eyes. She needed him but he didn't understand why she needed him. He'd just screw up her life, fuck up her innocence. He didn't want that. He liked that about her. She was innocent, untouched by this horrid world. Different then him. 

Jeremiah sighed setting his hands down in his lap. He saw the way she reacted when he left without telling her. She was right about herself though. she was clingy, it was a nice clingy though. Hannah had been worried about him. Worried he left her. He smiled slightly, finally getting it. He set his index under her chin and softly pushing her face up so he was looking into her eyes. "I'm not like everyone else, Hannah. You said I could leave but I'm here still and I'll always be here. I don't want you feeling the way you have, not again."

His cousin watched from afar still. Not able to hear a word they were saying. He smiled though, seeing how gentle Jeremiah really was. He knew Jerry had a soft side, he just didn't know it was like this. This girl really had an impact on him. It was strange yeah nice to see his cousin finally happy and being himself. Jared knew his cousin needed her just as much as she needed him. They understood each other in a way.

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She giggled at his comment and shook her head. "Well i didn't mean it that way. Like perverted." Hannah smiled and turned back around. "Thank you for getting the dirt off." She clapped her hands together. "Would you prefer swimming during the day or at night? Because we could always just go out to eat now and after just go to this spot I found, I like to swim and hike and well be active so I have a lot of secret places." She grinned.

The young Ravenclaw took his hand in hers and pulled him out of the room. She blinked and looked around. "Um.. which way?" She looked up at him, once again his smile there on his face. It only vanished once today and that was from her falling. I can't believe he saw me crying. He didn't even ask why I was. It was just a stupid scratch. She shook the thought from her head. Stupid to even think about it again.

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I agree though, with the cold weather. I like long sleeves anyway, less skin exposed and all. I like you, you're fun to talk to. You seem familiar though, do you talk to a Jared or um Jeremiah?

I like the cold better, you can snuggle. My favorite food? I’d have to say I love the chicken my grandmother Angelina makes for me. Sometimes I wish my mother would make it more often, but even then it’s not the same. Aliens! Yes, yes I do. With the big eye, and no nose. 

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I like the Raven and my favorite color is orange. um instrument would have to be the drums because they're loud. Oh no, really that's okay. I like it, I'm the same way. Do you like the hot or cold? Whats your favorite food? Do you believe in aliens?

Oh right, the name’s Noah. Noah Scamander.

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I'm Hannah Icarus. Pleasure.

Oh right, the name’s Noah. Noah Scamander.