#hannahabbott

🌿🍃Hannah Abbott🍃🌿

Here is Hannah! Another Hufflepuff student in the trio's year :) 💛🧡💛

Can you tell that yellow is my favourite colour? I know it's not a popular opinion, but I really don't care. I love it! Hannah does too, so I have decided. It's the power I have as an illustrator. What I like about Hannah is that she's a true Hufflepuff. She is kind, she's loyal and genuine. She sticks up for those who can't stick up for themselves, and she befriends anything alive. She's not very sporty, but loves to dig around in the mud in the greenhouses, she sings to herself when she thinks no one can hear and laughs at her own jokes. Plus, she has an adorable bob. Anyone who has (ever had) short hair can relate to the intense bedhead... 💇‍♀️ 💛 Also, she canonically marries Neville Longbottom. That says a lot about her character, don't you think? :) 🌱

Neville’s POV

You booked the night train for a reason

So you could sit there in this hurt

Neville was hunched over on the curb; his tie loosened and just hanging around his neck as he unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt. He moved his hand to hover over his chest as he could swear he could feel his heart breaking. The pain seemed so physical and real, he thought maybe he was having a heart attack. He barely had enough time to process what had just happened when the Knight Bus pulled up in front of him. He didn’t even really hear the words the conductor said as he stepped on board. He moved towards the back and laid down on one of the beds as the Knight Bus took off. His mind was still in shock so he barely registered himself responding to the conductor’s question of where he was going. 

Luna’s POV

You had a speech, you're speechless

Love slipped beyond your reaches

And I couldn't give a reason

Luna had arrived back at her flat and just stood and stared at the empty front room. She had bought this back when she first left Hogwarts but she ended up spending so much time at Neville’s that she never really made it a home. It was just a place she stayed sometimes. She moved forward finally toward the room in the back as she thought back to earlier in the evening.

Luna looked around the room. She sighed. Neville had gotten their friends together for Christmas and the party seemed to be in full swing now. She had noticed a couple of whispers and points towards her but she didn’t try to figure out what for. She was used to it. Not much had changed since they had left Hogwarts. She had kept the soft, dreamy smile on her face for the first hour of the party as she greeted her friends; Ginny, Harry, Ron, Hermione, as well as others in their class that she wasn’t as close to. Now that it had been a few hours, she was feeling distant. A tap on her shoulder brought her out of her daze as she turned around.

            “What’re you doing out here, Luna?” Harry didn’t seem concerned, just curious. It caused a small to lift on to her face as she saw him.

            “Just listening to the stars. They sure are talkative tonight.” She looked back up towards the clear, but bright night sky as the moon was full and the stars seemed extra sparkly tonight before turning to look back at Harry. “But let’s go inside and see what our friends have to say.”

            Harry nodded and followed her in as she found her way towards Neville and Ginny. Neville’s smile stretched even farther along his face as he saw her before tapping his glass to get everyone’s attention. He put his hand against her back as everyone turned to look at them.

            “Welcome, everyone. Merry Christmas! It’s lovely that you all made time to come join Luna and I for an evening together. I know we’re all very busy but it means a lot to us. I hope you’ve enjoyed the party so far but I have something I would like to say, or rather do, with all of you here.” Luna didn’t remember Neville telling her about anything extra for the party as he turned towards her. “Luna, you have brought me so much joy these past couple of years and I don’t think I would’ve been able to get through the aftermath of the war without you.” Oh no. Please don’t, is all Luna could think in her head as he continued talking. “With all of our friends here to witness,” he slowly got down on one knee, “I’d like to ask for your hand in marriage and start a new chapter with you.”

            It seemed he had more to say and she glanced around at all the smiling faces, understanding now what the pointing and stares were about. So she stopped him. “Neville,” she started, trying to indicate that he should get up. His face dropped as his eyes narrowed in confusion but he did stand back up, “you’re mistaken. You don’t want this. You don’t want me.”

            Her voice had become a whisper and Neville’s matched her. “Is that what you think? Of course it is. You don’t have to worry about that.” Luna was looking at the ground. “Is this…not what you want?”

            “I’m sorry, but no.” 

Neville’s POV

You told your family for a reason

You couldn't keep it in

Neville’s eyes had fallen shut as he thought back to a month ago when he’d visited his parents in St. Mungo’s. He had been so excited to tell them all about how he truly felt like he had found the one. How he let them know it was Luna, the dreamy girl he had brought in for them to meet the Christmas before. How he was going to propose and how excited he was to share his life with someone the way they had shared theirs together. How he hoped that they were proud of who he was bringing in to be a part of the family as he thought they would be. He had talked to them for over two hours about how he had planned to do it and when he had started to leave, his mother had grabbed his hand, like she usually did, and gave him a chocolate wrapper, but he felt like she had been responding to something he had said and he had thought it was a sign.

Luna’s POV

No crowd of friends applauded

Your hometown skeptics called it 

Luna had began to change out of her beautiful dress as she thought back to how everyone went from being so happy to empty silence and how she never wanted it to be like that.

She had tried to show how bad she felt on her face, but she didn’t think it was working. She looked around the room once more, seeing everyone looking so uncomfortable, and no longer felt as if she should be at the party. She turned and gave Neville one last kiss on the cheek, whispering “I’m really sorry”, and then turning to walk out the door. As she left she heard one of the girls whisper not-so-quietly “That’s what happens when you get involved with Loony.”

I never was ready, so I watch you go

Sometimes you just don't know the answer

'Til someone's on their knees and asks you

Luna let tears fall as she curled up in her bed that night. She loved Neville with all her heart but she didn’t want to marry him. And she couldn’t figure out why. All she knew was she couldn’t say yes. Something had told her to say no and so she did. Neville didn’t deserve someone who couldn’t love him and be at the same place as he was. If he hadn’t tried to propose, she would’ve most likely still been in the relationship, oblivious to the fact that it wasn’t what she wanted, no matter how loved she was by Neville. No matter how much she cared for him.

A YEAR LATER

Neville’s POV

Your mom's ring in your pocket

Her picture in your wallet

Neville sighed as he was once again at the same place he was a year ago. He had gotten to know Hannah very well near the end of his relationship with Luna and after everything that happened last Christmas, Hannah really supported him and soon their friendship grew into a romance. He was very skeptical at first, but he knew this was different. Hannah was always present. When he went this time to see his parents and tell them about it, he left with his mom’s ring. He doesn’t know how he got it, to be honest, but he hesitantly told them all about Hannah, how she made him smile everyday, how she always was up for an adventure with him, how she never seemed distant. How he loved her but hadn’t said it yet. And after his time with them, he received another gum wrapper as usual from his mom, quickly shoving it in his pocket, telling his mom he loved her before leaving. It wasn’t until he got home that when he went back to the gum wrapper, he realized something was wrapped inside. And there was his mom’s ring.

    He took that as a sign and that night told Hannah he loved her. A few months later, he was ready to propose even though they hadn’t been together a full year. This time, though, he was taking Hannah to a dinner, just the two of them. Precautions, one could say, in case she also ends up saying no. He looked around as Hannah walked through the door. Her smile lit up the entire restaurant and he stood up to pull out her chair. Here we go he thought to himself.

Luna’s POV

You won't remember all my

Champagne problems

Christmas came and went the next year and Luna hadn’t seen her friends since the party. She had been painting a lot. Helping her dad find more information for creatures he wanted to share about in The Quibbler each edition. She had spent much time alone which she was okay with. She was learning about herself. It was approaching the new year and Luna was trying to decide what she would do for her next big adventure when she came across the most recent edition of The Daily Prophet. Usually she paid no mind to the paper, but a headline caught her eye.

LONGBOTTOM AND ABBOTT TO WED THIS SPRING

Ahh, thank you so, so much! I’m so happy to hear you’re excited! Honestly, I’d love to see applications for anyone, so please don’t let this answer sway you if you already have your eye on someone else. I want to encourage everyone to just apply for the character they have the most muse for, but I’m happy to help you narrow it down a bit if you’re struggling to pick someone! Aside from the skeleton characters, here are some more canons I’d also love to see (with some face claim suggestions):

NEXT GEN CANONS

Teddy Lupin: Bob Morley, Ryan Guzman, Dev Patel, Michael B. Jordan, Remy Hii, Tommy Martinez, Max Irons

Rose Granger-Weasley: Samantha Logan, Alisha Boe, Aisha Dee, Brittany O’Grady, Zendaya, Paulina Singer

Victoire Weasley: Zoe Kravitz, Chloe Bennet, Jasmine Sanders, Jessica Henwick, Lindsey Morgan, Margot Robbie

Hugo Granger-Weasley: Odiseas Georgiadis, Reece King, Michael Evans Behling, Lucien Laviscount, Keiynan Lonsdale, Justice Smith

Albus Potter: Fionn Whitehead, Aron Piper, Asa Butterfield, Alex Fitzalan, Jacob Elordi, Wolfgang Novogratz, Rhys Matthew Bond

James Potter: Nicholas Hoult, Logan Lerman, Tyler Young, Matthew Daddario, Joe Keery, Alex Saxon

TRIO ERA CANONS

Ginny Weasley: Jessica Chastain, Amy Adams, Alexandra Breckenridge, Sarah Drew, Bryce Dallas Howard, Anne Hathaway

Luna Lovegood: Minka Kelly, Sarah Paulson, Rosamund Pike, Jamie Clayton (trans),  Katheryn Winnick

Hannah Abbott: Sandra Oh, Song Jihyo, Bae Doona, Lupita Nyong’o, Gabrielle Union, Park Minyoung, Gong Hyojin

Draco Malfoy: Alexander Skarsgard, Boyd Holbrook, Peter Facinelli, Nikolaj Coster Waldau, Dan Stevens

Hope that helps, and please don’t hesitate to ask for more suggestions if you need them! I’m about to knock out, but I’ll be back right when I wake up to answer any questions that come in while I’m sleeping.

“She’s been missing since Friday and you’re not worried?” 

“It’s Sunday, Ron, missing is a bit of a stretch.” Ginny dropped her spoon into her empty bowl and stood up, grabbing Ron’s from him on her way to the kitchen. 

“I wasn’t done with that!” he protested, but Ginny ignored him and put the bowls in the sink anyway. 

A green fire erupted in the living room and a few moments later Harry walked in. “Harry,” Ron asked, his stew forgotten that quick. “Have you heard from Hermione at all this weekend?” 

“No,” Harry said, shrugging of his cloak and laying it over the back of a chair. “Why?” 

“Me either,” Ron said as Harry sat down. Ginny returned with a new bowl full of stew for Harry. “See, Gin, I told you, she’s missing.” 

Ginny sat down and she and Harry exchanged a quick knowing glance, which resulted in a small smirk from Harry. Ron noticed, but thankfully misinterpreted it. “Oh gross, mate, that’s my sister,” he said, pushing his chair back and standing up. “I’m going to bring some of that cake home to Susan,” he mumbled, heading for the kitchen, shooting another quick, disgusted frown at the two of them.

“How do you think Weasley’s holding up?” Draco pondered, his face buried in his arms.

Hermione’s hands stopped, pausing on his shoulders as a bit of sunscreen dripped from her hands. “I’m rubbing you down at a topless beach in Greece and you’re asking me about Ron?” 

“You’re absolutely right, I don’t know where my mind is. Please continue.”

Hermione rushed through the rest his back, then handed him a bottle of oil. “My turn,” she said.

Draco grabbed the bottle before sitting up, but almost dropped it when he looked up to see her bare back facing. “Hermione,” he gasped. 

She looked back at him over her shoulder, and pulled her hair up off her neck. “What? I don’t want any tan lines,” she mused, a smirk pulling at her lips.