*Hannah is still sucking on a particularly nasty peck Gerald gave her thumb when she Apparates into the footpath leading up to Susie's cottage. Takes the few steps she needs to reach her front door and knocks soundly while she tries to run her fingers through the ponytail she hurriedly threw up to get here so fast.*

*Knocks again, louder, when Susie doesn't answer fast enough for her.*

*Worriedly.* Susie? Open up!

To: Susie Bones
From: Hannah Abbott

Susie,

Well! How'd it go? Is my favorite fellow Hufflepuff a full-fledged Hit Wizard?

If you are, I suggest drinks. If you're not, I still suggest drinks.

Love love love,
Hannah

*Apparates into the living room of Dean's flat. Steps right into an old pizza box they left lying around and shakes it off her foot while grumbling about men and their messes.*

*Follows the sound of the blaring music to Dean's room. Opens the door and pokes her head in.*

*Trying to out-shout the music.* Dean?

*Coal weaves his body between Hannah's feet as she's walking across the kitchen to the ice box. She trips, sending the cat streaking across the floor with a hiss and nearly banging her head on the counter.* Damn it, Coal. Move! *Nudges him aside with the side of her foot.*

*Reaches for the orange juice when the familiar sound of Dean Apparating comes from her bedroom.* *Sighs deeply and pours her glass of orange juice before heading back into her room.*

*Pushes her door open.* I hope Dad didn't hear you. *He never does, but she always mentions it, anyway.*