So Much Has Changed [Closed]

[scilicette]

If someone had told a teenaged Hannah Abbott that she would be in a serious and committed relationship with the proprietor of an adult toy shop one day, she might have laughed or blushed furiously and waved them away. If someone had told her that the proprietor of said adult toy shop was a Greengrass, she might have had a slight heart attack

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[so_astoria]

If someone had a told a teenaged Astoria Greengrass that she would be in a committed relationship with the owner of a pub and inn (the pub and inn, as far as the wizarding population of London and its surrounding areas was concerned), she might've...well, she'd have likely laughed, shrugged it off, and considered it an option. She'd never had much of a set plan for herself, and that sounded like just the sort of thing that would properly horrify her mother.

But settling in with Hannah had long ago stopped having anything to do with defying her family and her heritage, or with being as brazen as she could possibly be.

No. Settling in with Hannah had been about Hannah. It had been about finding something with her that got so deep under her skin without her even really realizing it at first, something that made her genuinely want this

[scilicette]

It was easy to curl against Astoria, Hannah edging closer with a soft smile evident even if it was tinged with sleep. Their legs entwined together, Hannah's fingers playing a soft melody against the bare skin of her girlfriend's arm. They were both so similar in size, both petite and thin and their bodies fit in a way that brought a comfort to Hannah she'd never really known before.

That she'd certainly never met before their fateful encounter in the Leaky's elevator.

It was overwhelming to think of what had been their journey since, but she couldn't be happier.

"I can't sleep," she murmured, burrowing her head against the pillow.

[so_astoria]

Astoria instinctively curled in closer still, nuzzling into the overlapping dip of their pillows to press her lips against Hannah's temple, her eyes still closed and her movements languid with sleep, but her hold on the other woman solid and intent.

She shifted more fully onto her side, adjusting the way their legs tangled together, her other hand smoothing up from Hannah's hip, over the dip of her waist, curving around to trace soft circles up her bare back.

"Something on your mind?" she muttered against her hair, voice sleepy soft but with a peak of concern.

[scilicette]

"I dunno," Hannah said, a sigh seeping through her lips. "Ever feel so exhausted you can't sleep?"

It sounded silly to say aloud, but it couldn't have been more true. Work had become more full-time than usual, and she was left wondering if there was some re-organizing she felt she needed to do. The Leaky Cauldron had run the same since the day it opened its doors, but she felt a burst in its seams recently. And now, even when she wasn't behind the counter downstairs, or making last minute checks on the inn, her mind was racing with what the next day would bring.

"I feel like I might have to hire a manager," she added, then, the thought suddenly becoming more clear to her. "I don't think I can manage all this on my own anymore."

It hurt to say that out loud.