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Little Hannah Abbott

She’s what sunshine is to flowers, and tides are to the sea.

#character aesthetic

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Lydia smiled. She knew the feeling. Sometimes she could be staring into space and completely lose track of time. “Ah, I understand. I space out from time to time, too. Anything particularly interesting on your mind?” 

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“Hi, erm, I can’t help but notice that you look really upset. Are you alright?”

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Off in her own world, Amelia got a small fright when she heard the question being directed at her. “Oh, um, yes I’m alright. Sorry, I’ve often been told I look more serious than I should when I’m thinking away to myself.”

#amelia

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Something in her clicked at his tone and she knew immediately that he was not the kind of person to continue the conversation with. It hurt a little, she couldn’t lie. Normally everyone was so kind and were happy to talk with her, so whenever she was shut down, it was that much more abrupt. Lydia felt almost overwhelmed by her embarrassment. 

“Chocolate please,” she said quietly, turning back to Florean. As he scooped her ice cream, she eyes kept flickering back to Lucius. She couldn’t help but want to say something. She hoped she hadn’t annoyed him. Maybe he was having a bad day and she had only made it worse by diverting his attention from something important he was thinking about. Finally, she couldn’t contain it any longer. 

“Sorry,” she told him, suddenly. A million other words wanted to tumble out of her mouth, but she bit her tongue. Talking is what got her into this in the first place. 

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“Quick,” Lydia said, turning to look pleadingly at the person beside her, “This is absolutely critical… Chocolate or Strawberry?” Sure, she should have selected her flavor before getting to the counter here at Florean Fortescue’s ice cream, the line was certainly long enough to have given her plenty of time, but it was an impossible choice. 

“On one hand, that strawberry flavor, so magnificently creamy and smooth with a mix of fresh berries and a swirl of this amazing strawberry jam, is my normal go-to; it’s a dream to eat. But on the other hand, my mouth is practically watering thinking of that chocolate. It’s so rich, and Florean here,” she gave a quick glance to the owner, “He’s a true genius, every batch is sprinkled with chocolate chips and carries slight notes of caramel. It’s magical. I couldn’t possibly choose between them on my own.”

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The directed conversation immediately grated on him from the start, but then she began to ramble on and on, bringing the shop owner into the conversation too. This was why Lucius kept his presence mostly to Knockturn Alley, nobody bothered him there and he could be as antisocial as he pleased. He was only here for the five year old with a doting smile he couldn’t refuse.

“Make your choice or move along,” he spoke simply.

#lucius

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7, 8, & 9

7. How does your character perceive themselves? Positive? Negative? Neutral?

Lydia thinks of herself as positive and she works really hard to maintain that trait. Although she was the brightest, sunniest child, there was a time where it was almost impossible for her to imagine being happy again, but she pushed through it to make sure she was the best person she could be for Hannah.

8. Are they a quick thinker or do they need time to sort through their thoughts?

While Lydia tends to blurt out whatever she’s thinking at any given time and is prone to rambling, whenever she’s asked an important question, Lydia definitely thinks through her thoughts (sometimes painfully slowly). She’s not dumb in any sense of the word, just careful. 

9. Does your character dream or are their nights filled with an empty blackness? Describe a dream they’ve had or a night they couldn’t sleep and what they did to preoccupy their time.

Lydia takes potions to ensure that her dreams are always positive. They tend to be really light and ethereal, and they’re almost always of her husband. The two of them are sitting at their spot, just over the hill by their home in this beautiful meadow. They’re spread across a picnic blanket, sharing lunch, watching Hannah run through the flowers and laughing. It’s the most perfect scene she could imagine, and she’s has become somewhat dependent on the potion for this illusion that she can live for the 7-8 hours she’s asleep at night. 

#asks

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Would you consider getting Hannah another dad or maybe a new mom?

You sound like my mother. I know that it should be something I consider, but I don’t know how I could ever be with anyone else. It might sound ridiculous, but the first person I was ever with was The One- the kindest, smartest, funniest man in the world. Without a doubt in my mind, or my heart, he was my soul mate. I can’t imagine that anyone could make me that happy again or could take his place as Hannah’s father. And therein lies the problem, doesn’t it? I would have to be ready to stop comparing them to Charles, and I don’t know if I ever could. 

#doesnt mean yall shouldn't tryyyyyyyyyy #asks

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What is one of your favorite things about being an herbologist?

Plants of all kinds are genuinely amazing to study and work with. They are intelligent, alive, and healers in their own right. If we treat plants with love, they flourish and grow, and we flourish and grow with them. 

#asks

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Do you have any regrets?

Of course I do, doesn’t everyone? We can't change the past, no matter how often we daydream of what life would have been like if we had done something different. The real question is, what are we going to do with the rest of our lives to ensure we don't harbor any regrets in the future?

#asks

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What do you miss most about your husband?

Absolutely everything. Charles was the greatest man I’ve ever met. He was so incredibly kind and thoughtful- he would do anything for anyone and expect nothing in return. He could have lived in a mansion with a million galleons and all he wanted in this world was to live in our cottage, plant flowers in our garden, and watch Hannah grow up. He would have made the most amazing father; he used to talk every day about all of the things he wanted us to do as a family and I was only a few months along. He was always so enthusiastic about life, so filled with joy and passion  and just being with him made me indescribably happy. Hannah has that light inside of her and I am blessed to have a daughter that is so much like him. 

#asks

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Favorite thing about being a mom?

Hannah is the single greatest blessing in my life. Her smile is such a comfort to me... and anyone who meets her, honestly. Whenever I feel sad, or worried, or especially when I’m missing her father, I can just look at her precious little face and I feel so much better. She is my whole life. 

#ask

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30 Uncommon Character Development Questions ( send me a number )

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Lydia wondered if a pushup bra would actually help her situation. Being a little drunk, she used her hands to try and push her boobs up and together a little without any thought of who may be looking. There wasn’t much to work with, but it was something. Maybe she just needed to wear low cut dresses to give the illusion that something was there. She realized she was holding her own breasts in public and let her hands drop. Maybe I should be drinking less, she wondered. Lydia was more of a laughing and singing drunk, but the more Molly talked about it, she was leaning into a completely different kind of drunk and there was not much for her there- it’s not like she had a man to go home to. 

“This is probably just one thing that needs natural talent, Mols. Besides, my bralettes are perfectly comfy. I can barely notice they’re there.” 

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“Okay, you have a point there. But it’s so hard not to stare at them, even when you have your shirt on. They’re literally fantastic. It’s like you’re smuggling two cantaloupes around everywhere-” Lydia blushed a little, embarrassed that she might’ve sounded a little jealous there. “Not that it’s an excuse. Men still need to keep their eyes to themselves, you are a taken lady.” Lydia sipped at her drink. “Still, it must be nice, though. I’m flat as a board. Do I actually want a date? No, but a couple stares wouldn’t hurt. I’m a little glad I’m not ready to be back out there because I would have no idea what I’m doing.” 

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molly looked down at her own boobs. they weren’t quite the same as they were pre-kids. they were certainly bigger than they had been, not that she was complaining. “they have their moments when they’re fantastic,” she said as she laughed. she was certain it was the alcohol that had made her admit that.  “it’s all about the right bra, love. they wouldn’t look near as good as they do tonight without the wonders of wearing a push up.” she knew it was ridiculous, a woman with her breast size wearing a pushup bra. but she needed the extra support. 

#molly

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“Okay, you have a point there. But it’s so hard not to stare at them, even when you have your shirt on. They’re literally fantastic. It’s like you’re smuggling two cantaloupes around everywhere-” Lydia blushed a little, embarrassed that she might’ve sounded a little jealous there. “Not that it’s an excuse. Men still need to keep their eyes to themselves, you are a taken lady.” Lydia sipped at her drink. “Still, it must be nice, though. I’m flat as a board. Do I actually want a date? No, but a couple stares wouldn’t hurt. I’m a little glad I’m not ready to be back out there because I would have no idea what I’m doing.” 

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“I’m guessing that was a warning, but it sounded more like a challenge,” Lydia laughed. “But I promise not to let you. This is a strip-free zone.” She gestured towards the whole bar and then wagged her finger playfully at Molly. “Sorry Molls, no stripping allowed…  as fun as that would be. Arthur would have an aneurysm if he had to start fighting people for staring at you.”  The idea of Arthur fighting anyone was a little funny to Lydia. She thought he was much more of a  peaceful person, but if everyone was staring at his wife’s boobs? Well, a man’s gotta do what a man’s gotta do. 

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“they already stare at me,” molly said. it wasn’t lost upon her that people, often men, stared at her boobs. “if they aren’t staring at the seven children trailing me, they’re staring at my boobs.” she laughed. she didn’t really pay much attention to it anymore. during her time at hogwarts, it would have bothered her. she often got teased for her figure, but since meeting arthur, he made her comfortable with her body. “and that’s assuming arthur isn’t the one that’s not even trying to hide that he’s staring at my boobs.”

#molly

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Lydia and Hannah Abbott

My dearest daughter, you are the light of my life. You saved me. You have made the darkness in my heart glow brighter than I ever thought possible. 

#hannah #character aesthetics

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"Hi, erm, I can't help but notice that you look really upset. Are you alright?"

#diagon starter #open

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What is your favorite candy?

Oh, this question is just mean. If I truly have to pick one favorite, I guess it would be sugar quills? In school, you could never find me without at least 3 sugar quills in my bag. I probably always had more sugar quills than actual quills on hand. But now, whenever I stop by the sweet shoppes, my go-to is pumpkin pasties and cauldron cakes, and I have a home recipe for cauldron cakes that is even better, if I do say so myself.

#asks

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You and Evan would be a real cute couple. Shame he likes men's butts.

Sure, Evan is real handsome and super duper nice, but we’ve only spoken the once. I wouldn’t really know him like that. And if what you said is true, then it wouldn’t really matter if we were cute. I wouldn’t know too much about his preferences, though. 

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 “Okay, okay,” she conceded. Lydia was practically panicked, now. She put her hand on his arm to get him to stop. Anything to get him to stop putting money down. How much did he have, exactly? “How do you have so much in your pockets, anyway? An Undetectable Extension Charm? A tiny Gringotts?” She looked him up and down suspiciously. He might have tricked her into taking his money, but it was still ridiculous. 

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Lydia felt awful, he was leaving because of something she said and she couldn’t pinpoint what it was. When he started to take the coins out of his pocket, her eyes widened in shock. He didn’t drink more than one or two galleons worth, but he was setting small piles of galleons on the counter. She couldn’t believe what she was hearing when he told her to take it, but hadn’t even opened her mouth to protest before he unintentionally cut her off. She really wasn’t sure how to respond. She couldn’t possibly take it, but the more she looked at the money gleaming in front of her, the more she could list off all of the things that Hannah needed. But no, she thought, money had never mattered and it won’t start now. 

“Please, I simply can’t,” she told him. “There is nothing for you to apologize for. Truly. I understand if you have to leave, but trust me, I don’t want you to feel like you have to do all of this. It’s more than I could bear.” 

Evan was going to scream. But then he had a thought. He started to pull out more money. “I am going to keep putting money on this counter until you accept it. I have very deep purses and way too much money on me. I am giving this to you because I want to, not because I have to,” he said, lying at the end, but hoping this might make her take some of this. “You are a single mum with a child that will soon be having Hogwarts things that need to be bought and that cannot be easy. I literally do not know of a single person I can consider more deserving of this, so we will see how long we can go at this,” he said with a grin as he had now doubled the pile of gold.

#evan