Blonde Bombshell

Author's note: Guess who's about to graduate high school and really missed writing for actual readers? This girl! So here's so more. I will try to be more regular in my updates.

Chapter Two: Loose Curls


George didn't want to want Luna. It just happened that wherever he went at school, she was there; her white blonde tresses, her pink lips, and her skirts that were definitely too short to be regulation. He spent so much time wishing that Luna wasn't so pretty and so fucking young. It was unfair. George was grateful for winter break to arrive. He was also glad for the last Hogsmeade visit before break; he was very behind on gifts.

"I'll meet you at the bar later for lunch, alright?" Barely ten minutes after had they arrived Fred bailed on George who simply nodded and watched his brother race to link hands with Angelina. George began on the path by himself having no real idea what he was looking for when he heard a familiar voice shout his name. Ginny appeared next to him flanked by Harry and Luna.

"Where's your shadow?"

"With his girlfriend."

"Ah, so you're lonely, eh?" George rolled his eyes covertly to check out Luna. She wore a green peacoat and black lace tights with heart cutouts that stretched down her legs. Today, her hair hung in loose curls that careened down her shoulders. George identified Luna's uncomfortable third wheel-ness, something George understood all too well. Knowing he would regret it later George slung his arm across Luna's back.

"Not lonely. Hey Luna, how about ditching these losers to hang with me?" Luna giggled her cheeks turning pale pink.

"Sure, George."

"Great, we'll meet ya'll at the bar for lunch. Everyone's gathering there." As George led Luna away, he couldn't help but steal a look over his shoulder. He was rewarded seeing that Ginny had a look of sheer confusion.

"Anyway, Luna, I may need some assistance. I'm terribly behind on Christmas presents."

"I'd be glad to help you George."

"Your just a peach, you know that Loon." George knew he had to let go of her shoulder, the crowd had gotten thicker and he couldn't walk on her side anymore. So he reached for her hand and saw another conversation piece.

"Nice nails."

"Oh, thank you." Luna's nails resembled little muggle tuxedos with a little bow tie and everything. George remarked that bowtie was such a ridiculous word and was pleased to hear Luna giggle again.

"Look, George!" Luna squealed, pulling him towards a jewelry store.

"Jewelry is always a good idea for females." While George tossed the idea around in his head Luna's hand still tingled from George's touch. She'd been crazy for George since she was 12. And he never seemed to regard her as more than anything other than Ginny's friend. He spoke to her as a friend and once called her as much but nothing else had happened. Then they had a class together this term, the first time it had every happened. Luna was actually thankful. Up until she stepped into the class with George, she had been stuck following him around school like a puppy with separation anxiety.

Once inside, the two separated to inspect two different cases. George saw Luna stare longing at some charm necklaces and knew right then what he would get her then turned back to find a gift for his mother and sister.

"Luna, come here. How about this for mom and that for Gin?" George pointed out a pair of pearl earrings and chunky bracelet.

"Perfect." George asked the woman behind the counter to wrap both up then proceeded to wonder how he'd get the necklace for Luna. Looking across the street at his favorite candy shop, he saw the owner take out a pan of fresh fudge. There was his chance. Reaching into his pocket, George handed Luna a handful of coins.

"Loon, while I pay would you run over to the candy shop and get a pound of fudge?"

"No problem, I'll meet you over there." George watched Luna bounce across the street and he was instantly reminded of when he first saw her as not simply little Luna Lovegood.


Two summers ago, George sat in the sun gathered around a swimming hole he and Fred had conjured up to combat the horrendous heat that had plagued the meadow. Ron and Harry swam off to the side, Ginny close by who still looked cranky. That morning she and mom had gone into town to find a new bathing suit and Ginny was upset she wasn't able to fit the bikinis that a lot of other girls her age could. Molly patted Ginny on the back and said that it wasn't exactly a secret that most Weasley women were late bloomers. With no womanly assets to speak off Ginny was resigned to a pink one piece that clashed with her hair.

"Luna! We're over here!" George looked over the hill to see Ginny's friend and the Weasley neighbor Luna Lovegood, walking over. She wore a white sundress and her loose curls flew everywhere. George didn't know her that well but she was cute in an innocent angelic way but she was much too young.

"Hello Ginny." The blonde's voice was airy, almost whimsical. The two newly minted teenagers sat in the sun for a while before Ginny suggested they get in the water.

"Wait, Gin, can you get more towels, please?" Harry asked politely. Ginny raced into the house to retrieve more towels for Ron and Harry. As his younger sister scrambled away George knew that Ginny was hoping Harry would watch as she walked off. Poor kid, he thought. Ginny would need to wait until she hit puberty. She was cute but she lacked breasts and hips and Harry saw a child, not a teenager. After Ginny returned with towels she jumped into the water than waited near Harry and Ron for Luna to get in. George watched as Luna peeled off her cover-up and as bad as it was his appendage immediately hardened. Here he was almost 16, far from virginity and getting a hard on for a little 13 year old. But Luna did not look 13, with her clothes off. The Lovegood girls must be early and incredible bloomers. Luna had wonderful hips, a nice perky butt and wonderful breasts that hugged perfectly against her blue bikini.

"Ogling much?" Fred sneered next to him. George punched him but that didn't erase the Humbert Humbert feeling he felt watching Luna play in the water.

"Shut up." For the rest of the afternoon George couldn't stop staring and his dear brother couldn't stop bothering him. At one point, Fred listened as Luna rambled about some muggle creature called a squid, just so she'd stand next to him and her butt would be in George's face.


"Would you like the necklace wrapped too?" George nodded to the sales associate then walked out moments later towards Luna who waited patiently inside.

"So what about your dad?" The blonde asked handing over a piece of fudge.

"Anything muggle-related. He's obsessed with that stuff. He's even got a shed full. You'll see it eventually."

"Wait, Ginny didn't tell you? I'm spending break at your house. I'll get to see the shed sooner."

Oh goodness. As a light snow began to fall around the pair George felt that summer where he first noticed Luna not a child but a young adult. But that didn't erase the fact that he would very shortly be sharing his house with her.


Hey, there's chapter two.

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