bravery in being soft.

[hannahjaneabbott]

CORMAC MCLAGGEN & HANNAH ABBOT - MOODBOARD // @cmclaggen

“At the sight of Hannah Abbott, Cormac’s expression changed from that of a kicked puppy to one of delighted surprise. He was great at putting on a smile but the former hufflepuff and his favorite bartender really brought it out in him. He had a feeling her whole innocent act was a load of shit, especially with how close she had gotten, but it was still fun to play with.” -@cmclaggen so i don’t get sued for plagiarism 

[hannahjaneabbott]

❂ SUSAN BONES & HANNAH ABBOTT - MOODBOARD 1/?:

@suscn

[hannahjaneabbott]

suscn​:

“It was no misfortune, believe me. You know how to clean up after yourself.” She joked with a smile and laugh before taking a sip of her wine. Living with Wade was great, but there was something very different about living with a guy and living with your best friend. Susan faked shock and placed her hand over her chest. “You’ve been baking, but I’m only now receiving the treats?” It was actually nice to not have too much drama to share for once. Everything had seemed to settle down at least for a little while. “How is the leaky cauldron?  Still full of the same drunken weirdos on the weekends?” She wondered out loud. Susan missed her evening at the pub with Ernie and Hannah, but with all the darkness lingering on it seemed to be harder to enjoy the little things like an evening drinking with friends. 

Susan pulled a face when the conversation flipped back to her. She knew that Hannah, as her best friend, needed to know. But she also feared the judgement or disapproval that might follow on from a confession. So she brought the wine glass to her lips and mumbled into it quietly. “I’m getting married.”

*

Hannah merely laughed at Susan’s words. She couldn’t imagine what it was like living with a boy. The only boy she’d ever live with was Ernie and that was because he was unlike anyone else that she knew. She imagined that he’d at least tidy up sometimes. “Sorry! I’ll be sure to send you some more often,” she apologized. Taking a sip of her wine, Hannah mulled over the question, before replying, “It’s the same. The crowds aren’t as large now.” It was to be expected with the way the world was going. 

It took Hannah a long moment to hear what Susan had said and begin to process it. She was getting married? The blonde set down the wine glass that was in her hand, a clear look of disapproval on her face. Clearing her throat, Hannah murmured as she stood, “I forgot I have to be somewhere tonight.” 

[hannahjaneabbott]

cmclaggen​:

۵

At the sight of Hannah Abbott, Cormac’s expression changed from that of a kicked puppy to one of delighted surprise. He was great at putting on a smile but the former hufflepuff and his favorite bartender really brought it out in him. He had a feeling her whole innocent act was a load of shit, especially with how close she had gotten, but it was still fun to play with. He could pretend to be innocent too. Cormac removed his hand from his cheek, tilting that side of his face closer to her. “Me? I’m fine. Just an accident. If you want to have a go to it, I’d really appreciate it. Is it bad?” He grinned, playing up a wince as he did. His gaze falling to the ground in a show of false embarrassment. “What would I have done if you hadn’t walked by?”

*

There was a lot of gossip surrounding Cormac, but Hannah rarely believed everything she heard. Especially when Ernie was the one always spouting it in her ear. She liked to hear it, of course, but that didn’t mean she believed it. Hannah inspected his cheek as he leaned it closer to her, her eyes narrowing as she looked at him. “Are you sure you’re okay? What happened?” Hannah asked softly, her fingertips grazing the edge of his jaw gently. Taking out her wand, Hannah murmured a spell that she had learned while she’d been reading up on healing. It would cure the redness and the stinging that he was probably feeling. “It was just a coincidence,” Hannah murmured, a blush on her cheeks. 

[cmclaggen]

location: rosa lee teabag, hogsmeade

status: open

Cormac slipped out of the tea shop, making his way into the alley running alongside of the building as quickly as he could. The issue with dating, well dates really, is that witches weren’t always clear with what they wanted. He had been having a nice time, talking and charming a pretty witch from some department of the ministry. He knew she mentioned which one but he hadn’t really focused on that. He was more concerned with the cut of her shirt and that distracting thing she had been doing with her hair. Had to be magic, the hair flips they all did. It got him every night. The nice time was cut short when a witch he had spent the previous weekend with walked in to see him there. Apparently it didn’t look enough like a business meeting for her. So here he was. Standing in an alleyway and holding his reddening cheek, prepared to apparate off when he heard a noise by the street. “You need something?” He called out, turning around to see who was going to catch him in a state like this.

[hannahjaneabbott]

Hannah had the night off from the Leaky Cauldron and she’d planned a trip to Hogsmeade to grab a couple of things. Since she’d been in school, she loved to stand inside Honeydukes and just admire all of the displays. She bought a couple of things to include in her baking and then visited the Three Broomsticks for a drink. The blonde was walking down one of the paths when she heard someone in the alleyway whom sounded like they needed help. She probably should have known better, but she walked in their direction, knowing that she could never have it on her conscious if she left whomever it was. When she found Cormac McLaggen holding his cheek, Hannah didn’t think about what predicament would have given him the reddened cheek, she only thought about helping him. “Oh no!” Hannah exclaimed as she closed the distance between them. “Are you okay? I know basic healing spells. I could fix that right up for you. Or we could use ice. It would help the redness.” 

[hannahjaneabbott]

floraxcarrow​:

Flora walked out of the conference room of her last meeting feeling tired but distantly pleased by everything she’d managed to wrangle from the other party without them realizing. For all that working for her family’s business wasn’t what she dreamed of doing, she’d learned to do it well. At the very least, Flora had a success to report back to her father. 

She didn’t feel like going home yet, though. Rather than take advantage of the business center’s floo, she elected to walk along Diagon. There were various cafes and restaurants along the alley, but Flora wanted a drink from somewhere where she wasn’t likely to run into a business contact or an associate of her father’s. She spotted the aging sign to the Leaky Cauldron and something about the relative anonymity of the old, dark bar called to her. 

Dodging around a pack of drunk wizards, Flora snagged a seat at the bar, crossing her legs and brushing her hair over her shoulder. She let out a quiet breath, relaxing as much as she ever could in public. Looking up at the bartender when spoken to, Flora put on a polite smile, eyes dancing along the bottles on the shelf for anything that sounded good. “Good evening,” she said. “Could I request a Vesper martini?” 

*

Hannah liked the Leaky Cauldron more than she’d ever admit to anyone else. She found it sort of like home now that she’d worked there for almost a year. She’d grown to become familiar with the people who came in often. She’d even learned a couple of recipes from talking to some of the witches that visited. She learned others drink orders and it was just somewhere that she felt in her element. Of course, she wanted to eventually go into healing, but that was a step outside of her comfort zone. She doubted herself. At the Leaky, she knew she could do her job. 

The blonde smiled at the woman who had sat down in front of her and she waited for her drink order with patience. When Flora made the request, Hannah replied, “Excellent choice. Give me one second.” The blonde grabbed the things that she would need and she made the drink. Passing it to Flora, Hannah smiled, “Here you go.” 

[hannahjaneabbott]

siriushqs​:

“Am I that predictable?” he teased, picking up the drink with a grin and taking a sip. He’d have to change up his order one of these days. The man placed the glass down on the counter, turning his head to look around at the rest of the pub, noticing a couple more people entering. “Oh, they just heard that I was here and knew that they couldn’t pass up on a opportunity of seeing me in person,” he joked, turning back to the barmaid. “Have you baked anything today?” 

*

“Of course not,” Hannah replied with a knowing smile. After working at the Leaky Cauldron for a while, she’d learned the regulars. The people that came often and she knew what they drank. It wasn’t often that anyone switched up their drink orders. She looked up at the people who were entering, a small laugh leaving her lips. “Quite the spectacle,” she teased. Hannah turned away from Sirius for a brief second to grab a plate of lemon cookies that she had baked earlier. She sat the plate down in front of him and murmured, “Lemon cookies. Freshly baked this afternoon.” 

[hannahjaneabbott]

thoughtnott​:

It had taken a firewhiskey or two for Theo to unwind. For his shoulders to loosen and his posture to change. He was relaxed in his chair now, not hunched over in an attempt to take up as little space as possible. “I’m sorry to bother you.” He said, speaking up to the barmaid as she passed him by. “I…Could I ask you about the food here?  I can’t recreate it in my own kitchen. Are there recipes for what you make?” He had bitten his tongue, his own inquiries if the news of his feigned funeral had reached even the ears of former Ravenclaws. Or was it Hufflepuffs?

*

Hannah didn’t bother Theo as he ate and drank at the bar. She knew that if someone wanted to talk, that they’d eventually talk to her. She also knew when people didn’t want to be bothered and Theo looked like one of them. So, she busied herself with other customers and wiped down the bar tops as they left. When Theo asked her a question, her attention returned to him and she gave him a friendly smile. “It’s no trouble,” Hannah replied, “To be completely honest, I think Tom has them all in his head. He doesn’t share. I’ve tried multiple times to get my hands on them.”

[hannahjaneabbott]

padpetal​:

“What’s it like here? Honestly, you barmaids should be paid more for the chaos you have to endure.” While Padma didn’t have the social skills to keep up with any job in the service industry she’d often wondered what it would be like. Everyone talked about the rushes and the stories and that sparked her curiosity enough. “Sunday work for you? I can make a trip to the market to get the ingredients we need before then.”

*

“Oh, it has it’s nights,” Hannah replied with a small laugh. Some nights there were patrons who became rowdy. There were other nights when it was slow. Others when she was able to have great conversations with the people that she met. “That would be nice,” she admitted lowly, “Tonight’s been pretty slow, though, so thank Merlin for that.” She thought about her schedule before nodding at Padma’s question. “Sunday would be perfect. The afternoon or evening? I usually have brunch with Ernie and his parents in the morning.” 

[hannahjaneabbott]

xoromilda​:

Romilda took a sip of her drink and let out a sigh “Sex.” she said plainly, intregued as to what Hannah’s reaction would be. People all had different reactions to what she wrote, some were interested, some were scandalised, it was like a game to Romilda now to guess how someone would react. “An relationships, but mostly sex.”

*

If Hannah had been the one drinking, she probably would have coughed when Romilda told her what she wrote about. A deep flush highlighting her cheeks, the blonde replied, “Oh.” Hannah had no experience on the subject, so she’d be of no help. Her interest in wiping the countertop of the bar grew and eventually, she replied, “Sorry. I don’t have anything to offer in that category.” 

[marlenemkinnon]

moodboard; hannah abbott.

m-meeting? but umbridge has banned clubs. she’ll see us going there! i’ll fail my o.w.l.s! i’ll be expelled! we’ll all be expelled!“ 

[hannahjaneabbott]

dramaticboar​:

“Hannah Abbott? What a beautiful name. I almost feel like I’ve heard it somewhere before. Where was it? Oh! I remember. The most beautiful girl at Hogwarts. The best bartender that Diagon has ever seen. The woman attending a lovely brunch with me tomorrow wearing, what color was it again?” Ernie dropped his bit and sighed, leaning wearily on the bar top and giving Hannah the best side eyes he could manage. “Terrible and brillant all at the same time. Who do you want to hear about first? Kingsley, Percy Weasley, or Daphne Greengrass? Or do we talk about Susan and her sad, sad week?”

*

“You’re far too kind, sir,” Hannah played along with Ernie with a smile. When he mentioned the weekly brunch that they attended, she immediately replied, “Yellow, of course.” It was one of their many traditions that she loved. Pushing one of his drinks towards him, Hannah continued to mix the other. She thought about his question, before answering, “What do you have on Percy Weasley? There can’t be possibly anything worth mentioning. Unless...?” She trailed off, giving him a look that showed she was on the fence about believing anything. He seemed to reserved. So boring. “Susan and her sad week? Elaborate please.” 

[hannahjaneabbott]

padpetal​:

“Not the type of learning you might expect but there’s always something new. I like it, it interests me.” It was a little hard to discuss Padma’s job when she couldn’t reveal any information on what she was actually up to. The whole thing was very vague and mysterious and even Padma didn’t know what her other coworkers did completely. “I should bring over some recipes of my own. Since the holidays just passed I’ve been making a lot more seasonal desserts. I think you’d like them.”

*

Hannah figured that there wasn’t much that Padma could tell her about her job and that was okay. She didn’t plan on pushing for any sort of information. She just wanted to make sure that her friend was happy with what she was doing. “I’m glad that it keeps you interested!” She replied brightly with a smile. Bartending wasn’t exactly what Hannah had planned on doing with her life, but she enjoyed it. The blonde lit up when Padma mentioned bringing over recipes of her own. “Please! I’d love to make a day out of it if you’re free, of course.” 

[hannahjaneabbott]

padpetal​:

“I’m not doing anything important enough to deseve that,” Padma assured her though the glass was in her hand before she knew it. What work she did Padma wasn’t allowed to talk about, she’d get into a world of toruble if she did, but in her line of work at least it wasn’t as deadly dangerious as some people guessed an unspeakable’s line of work might be. “Oh no, I’m sure that won’t happen. If it does I can bore them away with some recitements of books I read in the Hogwarts library.” She smiled looking down at her glass and taking a sip from it. Padma was feeling a little chattty tonight, maybe because Hannah was just a comforting presence. “Just a tedious one. A little exhausted from doing the same thing over and over again. I’m free this weekend to bake though. I’d love to try something new.”

*

“Hush. It’s on me,” Hannah insisted, a smile on her lips. Padma insisted that she wasn’t doing important work, but Hannah knew differently. The Ministry was mad lately considering all of the employees she saw after hours. They all looked tired and it wasn’t much of a surprise. “You’re an absolute angel!” Hannah told Padma with a grin. She hoped that a number of people wouldn’t rush in, but at least she had Padma to rely upon. “Is it rewarding at least? Are you learning anything?” She thought the best job would be something that kept you on your toes. That would give you knowledge all the time. Working at the Leaky certainly didn’t provide that, but that was besides the point. “Perfect. It’s been far too long.” 

[hannahjaneabbott]

suscn​:

“Ha! Like I haven’t known that for the last ten years.” She teased her friend whilst leading her through her home. It was strange to not be living with Hannah anymore and to have her own space. Even though most of her time was shared with Wade and she wouldn’t have it any other way she missed her. Susan couldn’t help but worry about her as well in the flat all by herself especially with everything going on.

Susan shook her head as a response it was hard especially when no one knew the actual truth, she hated lying to everyone but especially to Hannah. Quickly collecting two wine glasses from the kitchen before taking herself a seat on the sofa. “I’m all yours. Tell me everything you’ve been up to.”

*

“I suppose you did have the misfortune of living with me for so long...” Hannah replied with a small laugh. They’d roomed together at Hogwarts and then continued when they graduated. Hannah missed Susan since she had moved out, but she wouldn’t admit it out loud. She didn’t want to make Susan feel as if she’d made the wrong choice. Hannah was happy for her, but she was also cautious. She didn’t trust Wade. Merlin, she needed Ernie to talk to about her concerns. 

At the present moment, she didn’t care about Wade. All she wanted to do was spend some quality time with Susan. The blonde opened the bottle of wine and poured two glasses when Susan brought some glasses. Sitting down on the couch, Hannah replied, “I can assure you that my life isn’t very exciting. I’ve been working, mostly. Baking at times. What about you? How are you?” 

[hannahjaneabbott]

dramaticboar​:

Ernie hummed, leaning over the bar until he could plant an over-the-top kiss on Hannah’s lovely cheek. “I don’t know. What’s good? What’s your favorite drink, Miss…? I don’t believe I caught the name of the most lovely bartender in the entire world?” He hated seeing Hannah working like this, instead of studying her healing books like she should have been, but Ernie didn’t mind spend most nights after work here. The crowd was a little dirty and brash but the drinks Hannah made were divine and her smile could convince him to do anything. Besides, the gossip! He learned more about the world here than at work. Who was sleeping with who. Who fought who. Even rumors on the little more sinister side! “Do you do sidecars? Martinis?”

*

Hannah’s smile grew when she heard the voice of her best friend, laughing when he planted a kiss on her cheek. “Oh, it’s Hannah Abbott, sir,” Hannah played along, holding her hand out for Ernie to kiss. She knew that he didn’t particularly approve of her working at the Leaky Cauldron, but she wanted to pave her own way. He’d offered many times to pay for her to train at St. Mungo’s and every time, Hannah refused. “Not only am I the loveliest bartender, I’m also the most apt, so you’re in luck,” she teased, before grabbing the things she’d need to make each of the drinks. As she was preparing them, she asked, “How is work?” 

[hannahjaneabbott]

xoromilda​:

Romilda rested her chin in her hand as she sat on the bar, looking around the room, nobody interesting enough to leave her seat. Plus she didn’t mind speaking with Hannah a while. “Long long night.” she nodded. “I’ve been writing all day trying to hit a deadline. Then by the time I was done it was way too late to catch up with my friends who are already far too drunk to be sober around” she chuckled “So I thought I’d get a drink before going home.”

*

Tonight had been a slow night. Hannah wondered where Ernie was and why he wasn’t there to keep her company with his incessant gossip. When Romilda sat down, she perked up slightly. At least it was someone to talk to for a bit. “Oh, no. That sounds awful. What are you writing about?” Hannah asked curiously, leaning against the bar.