Chapter 2
George spent the next few days being tormented by Fred about catching him watching Luna. "'Luna, oh Luuuuuna, how I love your shiny blonde hair!'" "Oh Georgie, are you sure you want to study alone? I'm sure Luuuuuuna would just loooove to study with youuuuu in the moonlight at 10 o'clock in the evening in the Great Hall!" "Georgie and Loony, sitting in a tree-" At first George couldn't handle every word from Fred's mouth being something about Fred catching George watching Luna, but as the days went by, George learned to ignore Fred almost completely, as if Fred wasn't even speaking directly towards him.
As for when George saw Luna in the hallway, she seemed as if nothing had happened just days before. She'd try to say hi, but George would just speed up and talk to Lee Jordan, whom didn't know about the Luna incident because Fred hadn't actually told anybody about it, which was what George feared the most.
"Hey George, can I sit here?" Fred asked as he approached him at lunchtime. "Sure, but if you are going to torment me about what happened the other night, I don't want to hear it." There was a long silence between the brothers before Fred sat down and spoke up, "I'm not. In fact, I want to apologize. I shouldn't have been making fun of you like that, I guess. Besides, even if you don't really like Loony Lovegood, I could see why you would." "You… you what?" George stuttered. He didn't know why the person whom had been making fun of him for watching Luna just yesterday was now practically saying he liked her too. "I see why you would like her. She's very pretty, and different." "Freddie. . . "A grin appeared on George's face. "Do you like Loony Lovegood?" Fred looked surprised, "No! Of course not! I'm just saying. She's a likeable girl." The two brothers dropped the topic of Luna Lovegood for the rest of the afternoon until that night.
That night, Fred and George decided to go to the library to look through some random books to possibly help then come up with some new products for the joke shop. As they were walking out of the portrait hole, they almost collided with Luna, who was just standing there with a dreamy look in her eyes. "Oh, well hello Luna!" Fred said with a huge grin on his face. He looked over at George, his grin somehow getting wider. Luna said hello to them the same way she had the other night, only this time she kept her eyes on George until Fred spoke up, "You do know this is the Gryffindor common room, don't you, Luna?" "Of course. I just wanted to bring you this," She said directly to George. Her hand came out from behind her back (Neither George nor Fred had noticed that her hand was behind her) and in her hand was just a normal quill. "I noticed it in the Great Hall right after you two left, and I wanted to know if it possibly belonged to either of you." George and Fred exchanged a look, Fred grinning immensely, then Fred said, "No Luna, it does not belong to us, I'm sorry to say." "Oh. Well then I'll see you." She turned around and skipped off, George following her with his eyes until he couldn't see her anymore.
"I'm sure that was really her quill, and she just wanted a reason to come up and see you Georgie!" Fred laughed as they settled into couches in the common room. After what had just happened, they completely forgot about going to the library. "She obviously likes you!" But George didn't respond. He was thinking about what had just happened, and considering what Fred had just said. Luna came up to talk to me, he thought. She must like me. She wouldn't bother coming up here if she didn't. But whatever George thought, he couldn't seem to believe it. Luna Lovegood went out of her way to bring up a quill she knew wasn't theirs just to see George.
"It sounds unreal," George said aloud. "What?" Fred asked, confused. Fred hadn't said anything for a few minutes. "What sounds unreal?" "Oh, oh nothing. Sorry. Umm, I'm going up to sleep. I'm tired. G'night Fred," George left for bed. He thought he heard Fred saying something behind him, but he couldn't hear anything except for his thoughts of Luna. He didn't fall asleep till after 3 in the morning, because he couldn't stop thinking about Luna.
