"You should sell Nargle Repellant in your store, George."
"You think so?" George rolled over to look into his fiancée's bright silvery eyes and chuckled to himself. Luna was brilliant in so many ways, but he never knew if she was serious or not when it came to talking about nargles and wrackspurts and other creatures of her imagination. He brushed a dirty blonde wave off of her face and kissed her lightly on the nose. She smiled, a bright warm glow passing through her entire body, before wrapping her arms around her neck and pulling herself closer.
"Dad said it would sell well. Clears the mind, you know." Luna's eyes dreamily wandered to the ceiling as she rested her head against George's warm chest. George ran his fingers lightly across her cheek, contemplating her idea. It was a prank shop, after all, and the thought of repelling something that didn't exist was quite amusing. He took his hand away from Luna's face and fluffed up his ginger hair, still messy from their romp in the bed.
"With the wedding coming up, we'll need the extra income, yeah?" he said. She turned her head to him, a gleam in her eye and the etchings of a smile on her lips. "I'll talk to Fred about it." Luna's face erupted in a beaming grin as she rolled completely on top of him, arms and legs going around his body.
"Oh, George! I'll have Daddy brew you some! He knows a special recipe, you know; Lovegood family secret!" She covered his cheeks and neck in kisses as they both giggled, rolling atop their bed, never wanting to let go of the other.