Hellooooo! It's been a while, but I am back with another story. Not sure why, but I do know it will be finished. Soooo here it is...


Years.

He was pretty sure years had passed since that faithful day, since the sun had left and the sky fall could only bring rain in his life.

He could only sit in darkness, broken hearted and he couldn't find a day he didn't feel alone. He never really meant to cry but with each tear and day that passed he was losing hope. Hope that he would ever feel whole again.

Despite his family's constant words of encouragement, he just couldn't foresee a day where he would be okay. Yes, his family had also lost a son, a brother and friend. But they could not understand that he had literally lost a part of him. A piece of his being that had been with him since day one.

Someone who had been with him through his pain, his joy. His failures and success. His twin and other half. His Fred.

So as he sat there, another day in darkness, he could not imagine that the day would bring anything other than his usual thoughts as to when death would take pity on him and take him to his brother. For despite the multiple scenarios that ran through his mind every day, he was not courageous enough to act upon them and take his own life.

But in fact the day did bring something completely different, something he had not expected, something that not in a million years would he have thought would happen. But it did. Something called Luna Lovegood.


Luna had been having an exceptionally normal day. And she didn't like it. Not one bit.

She had been in Diagon alley picking up a couple of things she required for a trip to meet the legendary Newton Scamander who had agreed to be a guest writer for the Quibbler. Now that she had decided to take the Quibbler on a different direction, she was very excited with all the new possibilities.

The Quibbler had been the source of her solace after losing her father and friends. As she lost herself in trying to revive the newspaper her father had founded, she lost her sadness along the way. Her friends Ginny, Harry, Hermione and Ron had found solace with each other and their families. But she had had a different experience than them and had not felt right seeking comfort with them too. She would always remember her journey, it was a part of her, but she had decided to live for those who did not get a chance to do so after the battle.

So as she stood in the middle of Diagon Alley, thinking perhaps that a new mythical creature had taken away her creativity she suddenly heard a shout "Watch out!"

And as she turned to look to what they meant, something came crashing down on her and all she remembered from that point forward was darkness.


*CRASH NOISE*

George woke with a jolt as he heard a loud crashing noise just outside his flat above the joke shop.

He quickly looked out the window to see his giant Weasley Wizards Wheezes sign on the floor, having fallen from the very top of the building he had decided not to fix after the battle. It was not in the best shape and it was no wonder the sign had fallen right smack in the middle of Diagon Alley. He could understand the commotion had driven people out to see, but he could not understand why there were so many wizards in a hurry shouting and trying to lift the sign.

It took them a couple of minutes to lift it, and George was ready to go back to his semi-comatose state on his bed when he saw it. Or better said, he saw her.

Her bright green robe ruined, torn and dirty, he supposed from the sign falling on her. And her light gold, almost white hair splattered on the floor was quite the sight. But what took George back to a dark place was her pale face, seemingly lifeless. It took him a second to react and come back but as soon as he did, he found himself running down the stairs and out the door to kneel directly next to the girl he now recognized as Luna Lovegood.

And it wasn't too long before someone else apparated next to them. Wearing a white robe and what seemed to be a Green cross marking on his sleeve, the person knelt down next to Luna as well.

Taking out his wand and saying a couple of spells he sighed in relief. "She's alive." He then stood up and looked around. "Does anyone know who she is? I need to take her to St. Mungos."

George stood up as well. "She is Luna Lovegood. She went to Hogwarts, a friend of my sister."

The man in white looked at him from head to toe for a second and gave him a distrustful look. And no wonder since he knew he looked and most probably smelled like a bum. Having gone without shaving for god knows how long, and without a proper haircut his hair was now past his shoulders. And let's not go into details on his showering habits.

"Fine, let's go." He finally said.

"Go…" George started to ask where but before he could do anything else, the man in white grabbed his arm and Luna's and apparated only to find himself in St. Mungos. His head dizzy, as it had been a while since he had apparated anywhere.

"Waiting room is down the hall" the man said before leaving with Luna now on a floating stretcher.

He didn't know how long he stood there in the hall, waiting for everything to come back into focus but when it did he wasn't sure what to do. Wait, go back to his flat, or send an owl to his sister? He knew Ginny was her friend, and yeah she had spent a Christmas or to with them but he really didn't know anything else about Luna, much less who to contact in cases like this.

Although if he wrote to his sister, his mum would most probably come and yell at him for not fixing the shop up, and he already felt guilty enough. Aside from the fact that he wasn't in the mood to be yelled at. And he supposed it would be a douche move to just leave her here. So he decided to wait.

He wasn't sure how long he waited but all he could think of was that he didn't like hospitals, it reminded him of bad things. And it didn't help that there were so many people staring at him. He was about to leave when the same man in white who brought him to this wretched place came back for him.

"Come with me." Was all he said as he turned right back down the hall he come from.

George had to quicken his pace as the man walked briskly down various halls and finally went into a room. White room nonetheless. George couldn't help but wonder why everything had to be white, it was hurting his eyes which had now become accustomed to the darkness of his flat.

He was lost in thought, thinking a dark green would be better for the hospital that he did not even notice when a new smaller figure replaced that of the man in white.

"Why hello George. Fancy seeing you here" said an airy voice.

George was surprised at the sound of his name and instantly turned to the source of the voice and was taken back. It had been a while since he had last seen Luna, even as she was laying almost dead outside his flat he hadn't really looked at her. But now as she was so close to him, he saw her. He really saw her for the first time. Her slender frame showed though her gown, and he instantly noticed her now womanly curves which had blossomed even more since the last time he remembered seeing her.

But what impacted him the most was her eyes. She was a beautiful girl, pale skin, rosy lips and golden hair but even that was surpassed by her grey blue eyes. They were wide and full of wonder, inquisitive and yet guarded as if they held a secret. There was a pain behind them as well, which drew him in even more.

"George?" she repeated.

"Luna…." He wasn't sure what to say, he hadn't had a conversation with anyone in a while. His replies to anything his family asked were usually grunts.

She smiled. "How are you?"

"Good and you?" he replied immediately regretting his stupidity. Obviously she was not well and it was his fault. She was wearing what seemed to be a cast on her left arm and another on her right leg. She was holding herself up with crutches.

But she only giggled. "I've been better. Those Nargels distracted me and I didn't realize something was falling on me. The doctor tried to repair the crushed bones as much as possible but there are some basic things even magic can't fix. Who would have known right?"

She then started walking out of the room and down the hall. It took George a couple of minutes to react, he was having a slow day, and went after her.

"Luna, wait." He said.

She turned to look at him turning her head slightly to the left wondering what he needed. She actually wondered what he was even doing here. Last she heard from Ginny, was that he hadn't left his flat in a while.

"I am sorry. It was my fault you got injured and I will pay for anything you need. Let me take you to your home please."

"It wasn't your fault, you didn't make the sky fall." She replied in her typical Luna way.

He wasn't sure if she was joking or not. "It wasn't the sky Luna. It was the joke shop sign, I am responsible for your injuries and I feel awful. Please, tell me what I can do to make it up to you."

Luna took a long look at George. Aside from his long hair and beard he had not changed much. She remembered watching him and Fred play their pranks and she would always laugh when they tried to confuse others as to who was who. But she was never fooled, each of them had a different spark in their eyes. A spark that was now gone from his emerald green eyes and now replaced with hopelessness. It was at that moment that an idea struck Luna and she hadn't felt this excited in a while. Now she knew the real reason why her day had started off so horribly normal.

"Actually George," she started "I have been given orders from the doctors that I am to try and get as much bed rest as possible. But considering that I live alone, well the most sensible thing is for me to go live with you while I heal."

"uhhhhh…what?"

"It's just for a couple of days, and we should really get going before it starts to rain. That's when the ploofgoods bite your ears…although you probably won't have that much of an issue."

George stood dumbfounded but all of a sudden let out a chuckle realizing what she meant by that. He supposed a couple of days couldn't hurt, and it was a thousand times better than having his mom find out and be bugging him about it nonstop.

"Shall we?" she said holding out her right hand.

"To the flat it is then" he said taking her hand in his and apparating them back to his flat and wondering what he had gotten himself into.