Georgie and Loony

Fred and George Weasley were sitting by the fire in the Gryffindor common room, trying to come up with some products for Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes. Well, Fred was doing most of the thinking, while George was staring into the fire, looking down at his watch every 5 seconds.

"George, is there a reason you are not helping me with this?" Fred asked. "George? GEORGE?" "Huh-what?" George stuttered. He had not been paying attention, and for a moment, he didn't even know what he was doing in the common room. "You are supposed to be helping me think of some new jokes for our shop. And is there a reason you keep looking at your watch?" "Oh . . . no, no reason at all." George lied. He had his reasons, but he knew not to tell his brother for once, for Fred would never let George live this down.

"Okay then. Have you thought of any new products yet? I -" But right when George's watch hit 10 o'clock and before Fred could finish, George got up and said, "Umm, I'll be right back. I think I left one of my books in the Defense Against the Dark Arts room . . ." "George!" Fred exclaimed, jumping up from the couch, "This is the 5th time this week you think you've left a book somewhere, when you haven't at all!" "Listen Fred, I believe I really have left one of my books there. I'll be back before you know it to help with these products, okay?" George strolled over to the portrait hole, opened it, and stepped out of it, and he could hear Fred calling over his shoulder, "You said you'd thought you'd really left a book somewhere last night too! And you hadn't!" But George said no more to his brother, and walked his way towards the Great Hall.

George had passed her a billion times in the hallway, even said "hi" a few times, but it was never enough. Staring at her from behind the wall along the entrance to the Great Hall every night, watching her walk around all alone, her long blonde hair bouncing around her shoulders and back, it felt good. Strange, but good. It was strange, also, how she spent her nights examining the Great Hall as if it were the first time she'd ever seen it. She'd walk around, touching everything, noticing every little detail of every little thing with those indescribable, curious eyes. George loved those eyes.

He let out a breath as she ran her fingers over the top of the table where the Gryffindor's ate, and apparently she heard him, because her head jerked up then she turned around in the direction of George. But he spun around and blocked himself from view in time. After a few moments of trying to decide whether or not to just go back to the common room in case of another accidentally loud sigh, he slowly turned back around and peered around the corner at Luna. She was now walking around the staff table, her hair shining from the moonlight seeping in through the windows.

"So this is what you've been doing all along Georgie? Spying on ickle Loony Lovegood in the moonlight?" George spun around to see that Fred had followed him from the common room, and that a big grin was slowly appearing on his face. "Are you completely mental?" George exclaimed in a whisper. "Don't sneak up on me like that! And no, my um, my book wasn't in the Defense Against The Dark Arts room, so I decided to come looking here. But it's not here, so lets go," George tried to walk around Fred, but Fred pushed him back. "Oh no Georgie. See, I followed you. You didn't go to the Defense Against The Dark Arts room, so I know you haven't lost any books, because you've been here, spying on Loony Lovegood!" "Her name is Luna!"

Just then, they heard footsteps coming from the Great Hall. "Hello Fred," Luna said, emerging from the hall, looking at Fred. "Hello George," She said to George, looking at him for a little longer then Fred, a small grin on her face. She walked off towards the Ravenclaw common room, not looking back.

"You like her, don't ya George? Georgie and Loony, sitting in a tree-" "Oh will you shut up Fred!" George exclaimed as they were approaching the portrait of the Fat Lady. "I don't like her, I told you, I thought I'd left a book there! Now quit it! And her name is Luna!"

George wanted to tell the truth to his brother, his twin, but he knew Fred just wouldn't understand. Although she was extremely younger than him, George liked Luna Lovegood. And he didn't fully understand why.