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Date: Friday, August 3, 2001
Time: Early evening
Location: Tresor Litteraire
Characters: Hannah Abbott, Charlotte Finnigan, Susan Bones
Summary: Hannah stops by to discuss the possiblity of moving into the flat upstairs.
Rating: G
It had been a bit over a week or so since Hannah had heard from Susan. With their busy schedules it could be quite possible that either Hannah had missed a communication or Susan simply hadn't had a chance to talk to Charlotte yet. Keeping in mind the scenario that Charlotte possibly knew nothing about Susan's offer, Hannah made her way to Tresor Litteraire after her shift was finished at Weasleys.
When she pushed open the door to the shop, she noted that there were several customers milling around. Her eyes didn't immediately find either of the women she sought. Of course, that didn't mean they weren't busy amongst the shelves. While waiting for either lady to make their way through the paying customers to her location, Hannah turned her attention to a nearby set of shelves. Running her finger across the spines of the books before her, Hannah's had came to rest a book by Yert Nickeldodge, a fiction writer. She pulled the book from the shelf and scanned the summary inside the cover before actually turning to the first page to begin reading. Afterall, she might as well leave with a new book.
Time: Early evening
Location: Tresor Litteraire
Characters: Hannah Abbott, Charlotte Finnigan, Susan Bones
Summary: Hannah stops by to discuss the possiblity of moving into the flat upstairs.
Rating: G
It had been a bit over a week or so since Hannah had heard from Susan. With their busy schedules it could be quite possible that either Hannah had missed a communication or Susan simply hadn't had a chance to talk to Charlotte yet. Keeping in mind the scenario that Charlotte possibly knew nothing about Susan's offer, Hannah made her way to Tresor Litteraire after her shift was finished at Weasleys.
When she pushed open the door to the shop, she noted that there were several customers milling around. Her eyes didn't immediately find either of the women she sought. Of course, that didn't mean they weren't busy amongst the shelves. While waiting for either lady to make their way through the paying customers to her location, Hannah turned her attention to a nearby set of shelves. Running her finger across the spines of the books before her, Hannah's had came to rest a book by Yert Nickeldodge, a fiction writer. She pulled the book from the shelf and scanned the summary inside the cover before actually turning to the first page to begin reading. Afterall, she might as well leave with a new book.