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-Disclaimer: Harry Potter is the creation of JK Rowling
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-By Now everyone knows the C2 rule, right? If you are wanting to put this in a C2 and don't, flip back a couple chapters and read it ok? It will save my maybe harping at you later...and nobody likes my harping at them...trust me...I can be worse than Umbridge when it comes to my stories.
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-Warning-slightly citrusy in parts but not anywhere near a lemon...more like a mildly tart mandarin orange with a shot of Jose' Cervo, and then getting knocked over the head with a rubber mallet. teehee
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-Beautiful Consequences
-Chapter Eight
-Blackiversary Part III: The Hogwarts Monument
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George Weasley woke to find himself in a strange land. He was use to waking to the dim morning light in his own lonely bedroom, not with his face buried in the sweet flowing tresses of his wifes hair. Still sound asleep, Luna's cheek was against his arm and the delicate hand that bore her wedding ring rested lightly on his ribcage.
George shifted to put his arm around her and lifted his hand to cover hers
'Sweet Merlin' George thought as Luna snuggled closer to him 'does it get better than this?'
The window next to the bed was open and the dewy morning breeze carried with it the scent of Luna's hair.
Yeah, he thought as the vanilla and lilac scent of her brushed gently over his nose, I guess it does.
He smiled and turned on his side, pulling her closer to him as he looked at his watch. It was nearly noon and his eyebrows lifted in surprise. He couldn't remember the last time he had slept seven straight hours without the intrusion of the nightmares. It had been a couple weeks at least. He hadn't the slightest doubt in his mind that it was because of the miracle that lay in his arms right now. She was the balm that was healing his wounds.
George brushed the hair from Luna's face, remembering that first night at the Leaky Cauldron and how he had thought she looked like an angel when she slept. She looked no less an angel now, her face was slightly rounder and her features a bit puffier due to her pregnancy, but she also carried that mysterious glow that he had always noticed on Ginny and his sister in laws when they were pregnant.
No, If anything, she was even more angel-like to him now. Now it went beyond appearances. The things she had said at Fred's grave the night before were really nothing he hadn't heard before. The difference was her way of saying them. Luna had a way of taking things and shifting them so they made sense. And George knew that it wasn't just to him either.
Harry had once told him the same thing the summer after Sirius had died. When no one else was able to give him a single bit of comfort, it was Luna who had reached in and touched him. George remembered too that the summer after Harry had broken things off with Ginny, just after Dumbledore was killed, Luna had been a constant presence at the burrow, even though Hermione had been there that whole summer.
Maybe Luna is an earthbound angel of some sort. George thought She certainly seems like one to me.
Then he remembered the flying vases, all the shattered knick knacks in the trash and the hot and cold shower episode the day before.
Uh well, okay, no, maybe not. But she was still HIS angel... hormonal pregnancy temper and all.
George decided then that he wanted to do something for her, to give her something so she would know how much her being there for him the night before had meant to him. A special day maybe. That night was the monument unveiling , but before that... surely he could come up with something special. He looked at his watch again.
"George Weasley, you better not be thinking about going into those shops of yours." Luna mumbled, her eyes still closed.
George laughed and kissed her forehead "Banish the thought, that would mean leaving your side, and today that is simply not acceptable."
"You're learning. Good boy." Luna smiled, still not opening her eyes.
"Woof, woof." George deadpanned "Do I get a doggy biscuit?"
Luna nodded and giggled "If you're a really a good boy."
"And just what exactly does one have to do to be a 'really good boy'?"
George asked suggestively as he caressed her back and nuzzling her cheek with his nose. He kissed her, lightly at first and then more demanding as she accepted and demanded more herself.
Luna had just shifted to free her hand to wander when the unmistakable sound of house elf interrupted from the doorway.
"Miss Luna, Cincy has brought your..." she stopped mid-interruption as George dropped his head on Luna's shoulder. As she had fallen asleep on her perch the night before, she was unaware that George had spent the night in Luna's room, and so was taken by surprise.
"Oh my, Cincy surely should have knocked before entering Miss Luna's room."
"It's okay Cincy" Luna laughed as George flopped backwards onto his own pillow with a quiet sigh of frustration.
"I fear Cincy has been most rude. Cincy apologizes to George Weasley for not bringing two lunches, but Cincy thought George Weasley would be gone at this time of the day."
"It's okay Cincy." George grinned "At least you didn't send me flying through the gate."
Cincy's grin was huge and she laughed sheepishly "Cincy was only doing as Miss Luna said to do George Weasley, surely you cannot fault Cincy for following Miss Luna's wishes."
George turned to Luna, who was now smothering a laugh in her pillow, and raised an eyebrow.
"You're right Cincy, I certainly can't hold you responsible because Luna thinks I have nothing in my head." George jabbed Luna suddenly in the ribs, making her jump in surprise and giggle against his arm.
"Cincy will bring another lunch tray in only a moment George Weasley." Cincy bowed and began into the room to bring Luna her lunch.
"That's okay Cincy" George reluctantly let go of Luna and jumped out of bed taking Cincy gently by the shoulder to lead her to the kitchen. He took the beautifully decorated tray from the house elf and set it on the table, then ceremoniously pulled out a chair for her. After Cincy had climbed into it he spread the napkin from the tray in her lap.
"Sir?" Cincy asked
"I am going to take Luna out for lunch today." he explained while he set out the things from the tray in front of her. "So why don't you enjoy this lovely lunch you've prepared instead?"
"George Weasley is not suppose to take such care of Cincy sir."
"Why not?" George knit his brows together
"Cincy is just a house elf sir." Cincy looked scandalized
George sat down in the chair at the end of the table "Cincy, do you remember Dobby?"
Cincy nodded "Dobby was the one what found Cincy when master died and left Cincy with no one to own me sir. Dobby brought me to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and Headmaster Snape gave Cincy a job in the kitchens."
George was surprised to learn that it had been Severus Snape that had been responsible for the act of kindness. He hadn't thought the man was capable of anything beyond dark magic, potions and taking a shower without getting soap in his hair.
"Well Cincy, Dobby died saving Luna from Malfoy Manor, and he saved my brother Ron and Ron's wife Hermione, and my sisters husband Harry too. Because Dobby was a house elf, he was able to do things to save them that a wizard couldn't have done."
"Cincy did not know this, Dobby was very brave indeed, but what has this to do with Cincy sir?"
"Dobby wasn't just a house elf Cincy, and neither, are you."
Cincy smiled, her eyes watery. George smiled back and rose from the table, patting her shoulder as he went to rouse his wife from bed.
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George stopped with his hand on the door of the Leaky Cauldron.
"Are you sure you want to eat here? There are half a dozen nicer places on both sides you know."
"I know" Luna smiled "But I want to eat here, I have a craving for one of Tom's barely dead steaks."
George laughed and pulled the door open "Ohhh, so you're craving blood today? I suppose I should just be grateful for once it's not mine?"
Luna grinned back at him "For now."
"Touche' Mrs. Weasley." George bowed her inside.
"Well, look who it is" Tom grinned a huge toothless smile as he kissed Luna on the cheek "Have you come for your job back dear?" he laughed as Luna moved to the side and Tom shook Georges hand.
"Sorry Tom, I think I am going to be a bit too busy." she grinned sheepishly as she patted her tummy then grinned and tried to slide up on a stool, but couldn't quite manage it as her body would no longer fold in the proper proportions for the high straight backed, small seated stools. George couldn't help chuckling into his hand and only laughed harder when Luna caught him and punched him on the shoulder.
"Sorry...I'm sorry!" George laughed and pulled out a low chair that was better suited to her condition.
"Well, look at you two." Tom smiled shaking his head when he returned with two ice cold glasses of butterbeer "Married with a wee one on the way...just when is the blessed event?"
"Uh...September" Luna blushed at the obvious mathematics of her late Christmas present, particularly since she had been in Tom's employ the night their Angel came into being, he was sure to pick up on it.
"Well, well, so the Leaky Cauldron is responsible for another one, eh?" Tom said bluntly slapping George on the back with a gleeful laugh and making both George and Luna spew mouthfuls across the table. This only served to make Tom laugh harder.
"Oh relax, you didn't think you were the first two to make a baby upstairs did you?" Tom waved their shocked looks away as he took their orders and went back into the kitchen chuckling to himself.
Luna and George's faces were the color of lobsters, Luna suddenly became absorbed in a thread on her sleeve while George tried not to snicker and laugh out loud...something that was sure to bring about a highly emotional response from Luna. Good or bad, it was sure to be highly emotional.
Luna shyly looked at George and he glanced up at her, the corners of his mouth twitching madly.
"Please don't laugh." Luna said, her hand over her mouth.
George reached across the table and took her free hand.
"I'm sorry. I'm not trying to." He now wore a kind of subdued version of "the smirk"
"Honestly George, please, don't laugh...because if you start to laugh..." Luna pressed her fingers tighter against her lips.
"You left your wand at home, and in any case, your not allowed to use magic...and you are particularly not allowed to use magic to hurt and or physically damage me." George looked at the kitchen, wishing Tom would hurry with their food. The need to laugh was killing him. Maybe he should excuse himself to use the bathroom...
"Excuse me, I need to..." he began to get up
"You're not going anywhere, Tom is liable to say anything and if I have to go through it...so do you!" Luna yanked his hand and George sat back down. So much for that plan.
"Luna, I'm horribly sorry...but...I..." A horribly loud bubble of laughter escaped from behind his hand.
"George Weasley! Don't you DARE!" Luna let go of his hand and pressed it over her other hand that was already over her mouth "Because if you start laughing then I will, and if I start I will never stop!"
That was what she was worried about?
George let go and he began to laugh, then Luna let go and began to laugh, and true to her word it lasted, and lasted, and lasted...
They laughed through the spinach salad, through the chips and bloody rare steak that Luna had insisted on, and were still laughing when they left the Leaky Cauldron. They had barely slowed down enough to talk when they ventured into George's favorite pie shop in muggle London for dessert, and the whole time Luna scarfed down her Chocolate Peanut Buttercup pie and then tried to snitch off George's plate of Chocolate French Silk.
"Hey, you had your's Mrs. Grabbyfingers, leave mine alone." George laughed while he shooed her fork away with his.
"But I'm eating for two." Luna pouted
"So order another piece." George pulled his plate away protectively.
Luna looked at him like he was out of his mind "I don't want to get fat."
"Trust me my dear, you have a long, long way to go before you even have to think about worrying about being fat." George rolled his eyes and was totally unprepared for what came next.
Across the table from him Luna began to sniffle. George looked up, horrified to find her staring across at him with tears pouring down her cheeks and his heart sank in worry and fear that he had somehow hurt her again with his words.
"Luna, what's wrong?" he pushed his plate aside and took her hands "What did I say?"
Luna shook her head, lifted his hands to her face and kissed his fingers. "You ...you said that I wasn't fat."
George let go of one of her hands, pulled out his handkerchief and wiped her cheeks. "I'm afraid I don't understand. Why did that make you cry?"
Luna took his offered handkerchief and wiped her nose. "It's so sweet that you would lie kindly and say that I am not, but I am fat ... I am very, very fat."
George blinked in confusion, wondering if this was what his brothers and Harry had always referred to as
'The Wonderful Wild and Woolly Pregnant Wifes Hormonal Fun Ride From Hell'
and if it was, should he play along? Was he suppose to agree with her ? He had found that always agreeing with Luna hadn't yet failed him...but this time that didn't seem like the best idea...in fact, he felt slightly screwed whichever way he played it.
George brushed a finger over her slightly puffy, chubby cheek, deciding honesty was probably best, after all, Luna wasn't fat...she was pregnant. "You're not fat."
"But none of my clothes fit anymore because I've turned into a blimp."
"You have not turned into a blimp. Merlin's drunk goldfish Luna, you're carrying around another person, it's bound to change your looks somewhat."
"I suppose you're right." she sniffled
"We'll just have to go and buy you new clothes, the kind that have room for you and Angel inside them. We'll go this afternoon, how's that?"
"Okay." Luna smiled and set about finishing the pie that George had shoved aside.
George silently thanked Harry for telling him what to say, and what had worked with Ginny when she had given him the "I'm so fat" bit with James and Albus. Hermione still hadn't forgiven Ron for agreeing and then expounding on her added girth during her pregnancy with Rosie. George had just started working things out with Luna from the mistakes he made before he knew she was pregnant and first found out...he certainly didn't need any missteps now.
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Luna hesitated, having spent her life haunting thrift stores and vintage shops to dress herself in her typical eccentric style. But she had already exhausted both maternity vintage shops. Finally, Luna admitted she didn't really know what to buy. A quick cell phone call to Weasley seven solved that.
"Uncle George-George!" James exclaimed as he ran up and jumped on George. "Will you take your fake ear off and let me see your holey mess?"
"James, don't be gross. Hello!" Ginny kissed George on the cheek and hugged Luna, then bent over to say hello to her niece. "Did you say hi to Auntie Luna?"
"No, I forgot she's my auntie again Mummy." James looked embarrassed and he wiggled to be let down, then he went to Luna and pulled on the sleeve of her blouse "Hi Auntie Luna-Luna"
Luna knelt down and James gave her a sloppy smacking kiss flat on the lips
"I'm sorry I forgot you're my auntie now, Auntie Luna-Luna."
Luna was totally charmed. She smiled at James. "It's okay James, sometimes I forget too." Luna started to tie his shoe for him but he waved her hands away.
"No, wait Auntie Luna-Luna! My Daddy's teaching me...want to see?"
"Absolutely!" Luna smiled and contentedly watched James
"George-George and Luna-Luna?" George looked at Ginny and raised his eyebrow
"Thank Daddy and Uncle Ron-Ron."
George laughed "They're still at it are they?"
"Oh yes, Oh, by the way, next time you see Rosie, you are now Uncle George-George-Potty-Potty."
"And they wonder why I avoid family gatherings."
"Lucky you. So, what's the emergency?"
"Luna needs clothes, but she doesn't seem to know how to shop." George said plainly.
"It's not that." Luna shot him an exasperated look "I know how to shop...I've just never bought maternity clothes before."
"Well my dear sister in law, you've called the right person for that." Ginny took Luna by the arm and lead her into Mummy2Be's, the newest boutique in Diagon Alley while George took James off to Fortescues for ice cream.
"I hate to spend so much money on clothes I will only wear a short time." Luna said, halfhearted thumbing through a rack of summer dresses.
"Don't be silly" Ginny smiled "What's money for if not for spending? I love spending Harry's hard earned money. Specially lately. Besides, you're sure to get loads of use out of them."
Luna dropped the hanger she had just pulled off the rack. "What do you mean?"
Ginny looked up, her arms already full of clothes for Luna to try ton. "You'll have more than one baby won't you?" She grinned and winked "It's not in the Weasley genes to stop at just one you know."
Luna slid the dress back on the rack. She didn't even have to ask herself the question. Being raised an only child had been lonely, despite her fathers nearly overwhelming love and kindness. Since she had been a girl she'd known when she grew up and married that she wanted a house full of children. But did George?
"I don't know...we haven't discussed it."
"You'll want more. Babies are like popcorn, you know?"
Luna smiled and giggled, taking the arm full of clothes that Ginny pushed on her and allowed herself to be shoved into a changing room to try them them on.
"Popcorn?"
"Yes" Ginny laughed "You can't stop at one handful."
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"This is really too much." Luna said later while she walked down the sidewalk with George and Ginny, James bopping happily along side. George had been laden down heavily with bags on top of bags, on top of bags until he had quickly waved a wand over everything and sent it home, including a couple surprises of his own.
"For the last time, no, it's not. Now hush." Ginny shook her head as they passed by the window of Misstique Formal Witch Wear "Say, have you gotten your dress yet for the Hogwarts Ball tomorrow night?"
"Oh...um...I was just going to wear the same dress I wore for the wedding." Luna hesitated
Ginny looked at her, aghast. "You can't wear your wedding dress to a ball."
"Why not?" George asked and Ginny hit him hard on the arm "I mean of course not, you can't wear your wedding dress. You'll have to get a new one."
"That would be way too expensive."
"Would you quit worrying about money?" George gently pulled her into the shop, Ginny following.
Luna's eyes immediately fell on a dress of soft silvery blue chiffon the color of moonlight. It was strapless and cinched in just below the the bodice, falling to a full fluffy skirt that would nicely disguise her condition.
"Try it on" George whispered in her ear, Ginny, astute as ever stood on her other side holding a hanger with the dress in Luna's size.
Luna reached for the tag to look at the price and George stopped her.
"It doesn't matter."
Luna felt something the size of a grapefruit leap into her throat at the look in his eyes as he looked down at her. His eyes were soft and darkened to a deeper brown than they normally were.
She shook herself and nodded, taking the dress from Ginny and went into the changing room.
Ginny smiled at George "I see things are progressing nicely with you two."
George smiled a little and nodded "You could say that, nosy."
"So...do I get details?"
"Not on your life." George chuckled as Ginny opened her mouth only to be cut off by Luna calling for her.
"Ginny...come look and tell me if it looks okay." Luna called
Ginny grinned and went back to the changing room.
George wandered over to the jewelry display case, a moment later Ginny returned.
"Wow. That's all I am going to say is... wow." Ginny grinned "She wants you to be surprised tomorrow night."
"Check this out." George pointed out the jewelry set he had been eying in the display case.
"Oh George, that would go perfect...it's..." a brisk ringing came from her bag "Oh damn! ...Potter 2"
George laughed and waved the clerk over, he purchased the jewelry set and asked the clerk to hold it for him until the next day.
"Oh!" Ginny's eyes were wide as she clicked her phone shut "Fleur is in labor, Bill is gone on bank business and I am her substitute coach..I have got to go NOW. Tell Luna I'm sorry okay?"
"Okay, tell her to give em hell for me." George grinned and kissed her cheek and kissed James as they rushed out.
"Bye Uncle George-Geor..." James waved happily.
"Ginny." Luna called from the dressing room "Help!"
George stepped back to the door "Ginny had to leave, Fleur went into labor. Anything I can help with?"
"Uh..." Luna hesitated "Oh bloody hell, you are my husband I suppose."
"That's what the papers I have say ..."There was a click and George suddenly found himself pulled into the changing room with Luna...a naked from the waist up, extremely sexy Luna.
"I can't get this bloody damned new bra Ginny talked me into getting to hook."
George could barely hear what she was saying over the sound of his own heart pounding in his ears and the dripping of his salivating.
"Wh...what d...did you say?" George blinked, unable to take his eyes off of her chest.
"Would you stop ogling me you...you ...you drooling old pig!" Luna giggled her face flushed with excitement at his reaction
Luna's use of the word ogle seemed to snap George back into himself...very into himself. In fact, it seemed to bring the devilish side of George out and he pulled Luna towards him.
"You ogle me all the time. Sometimes twice a day. In fact, every time I turn around you seem to be ogling my chest and my bum and my..."
"Would you just kindly help me get this on?" Luna said, pulling her hair out of the way as she turned around and put it in place. But as the scent of her hair swept over George he was hit by a powerful wave of desire, and he couldn't resist being...well, George and he pulled her closer to him.
"George..."
"I think I'd much rather take the rest off" He couldn't stop himself from sliding his arms around her, pulling her closer and lowering his head to nibble on the juncture of her neck while his hands pulled the bra away and dropped it on the floor, then gently kneaded her breasts. "I've wanted you so badly for such a long time. Do you know that?"
"Were in public" she whispered
"This isn't exactly in public...not really."
Luna allowed her head to fall back against his shoulder and her hands massaged the firm muscles on his arms as he turned her face to his and took her lips with his.
Both found that they had left the dressing room and were now floating...floating somewhere around the hemisphere far above even the clouds. They were in a place inhabited by only them, where the only thing that mattered was the sensation of touch. There was no time, no matter, only each other and the sensation of their lips touching and the feeling of his hands on her breasts.
...Until loud knock brought them crashing back into reality.
"Are you alright in there?"
Luna jerked away from him, her cheeks bright red. George put his hand on the wall to steady himself as his heart slowed back to a normal pace.
"Sir? Madam?" The insistent knocking continued "Are you alright in there?"
George cleared his throat and looked at Luna, her eyes were darker than the deepest blue sapphire. She smiled at him and giggled nervously.
"Were fine." He said pulling out his wallet he pulled a card from it then, picked the dress bag up off the hook and opened the door enough to hand it to the woman along with his credit card. "We'll take it."
When the woman was gone, George gave Luna 'the smirk' and tossed in a raised eyebrow for effect. "You needed help with your bra?"
And they were off, afloat once again on the sea of laughter.
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"Do you really want to do this George?" Luna looked at him worriedly "After last night I mean...I've never seen you so upset, it scared me a bit to be honest. You don't have to do this for me."
"I'm not." George squeezed her hand as they took their seats "I'm not just doing this for you I mean, I'm doing this for Fred too. I should be at this unveiling."
It had taken ten years but finally the monument to the fallen had been completed. It stood on the Hogwarts campus, the base was a fountain, on one side was the tomb of Professor Albus Dumbledore. On the other side lay the tomb of Professor Severus Snape. Beside the Weasley family, Hermione Granger Weasley, Luna Lovegood Weasley, only one person knew that there were secrets in the fountain.
The first being that buried deep in the cement was the tomb of the legendary death stick, the Elder Wand. The second, also buried in the cement was a box that contained the ashes of four broken pieces of the remains of a wand of Yew and Phoenix Feather. And the final secret was that mixed with the ashes of the wand, was the ashes of the wands master and the destroyed pieces of his horcruxes.
The person who knew those secrets was also the one responsible for them being put there.
Luna still remembered the night she had watched Harry scatter the items in the cement two years after the battle, when they first laid the foundation for the monument. It had just been Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny and her... There had been a full moon that night...he had been crying... they had all been crying.
"The fountain's beautiful, isn't it?" A familiar voice said from behind her
"Oh yes, it certainly is." another familiar voice replied. "Not that I can really see it. It's too bad there were no front row seats for all the real heroes. Since they put all the pseudo heroes up there."
Luna tensed, realizing who the voices belonged to. Romilda Vane and Lavender Brown. Surely the Patil twins couldn't be far behind.
"Oh" Romilda giggled "I'm sure they only did that because those seats must be bigger and wider. You know, for the fatties."
George clenched his jaw and began to turn but a commotion at the lectern stopped all conversation as the program began.
"Oh look" Luna whispered "Ginny's there with Harry, Fleur must have delivered."
George smiled at her and put his arm around her "I wonder if it's a boy or girl."
"They don't know?" Luna asked as she cuddled closer under his arm
George shook his head "She didn't want a scan, she wanted to be surprised."
"Oh that's nice...I almost wish we..."
Luna's chair was kicked rudely from behind and George turned sharply to glare at Romilda Vane. "Some of us are here for the program, if you don't mind." she said rudely.
George began to retort but Luna squeezed his hand and put her head on his shoulder.
They remained quiet while the monument was unveiled, a large glass mirror structure with thousands of panels that rotated pictures of all those who lost their lives at the hand of Voldemort. There were pictures of Fred as a baby, Luna's father on his wedding day, Harry's parents when they were first years, then of Fred just before he was killed, Luna's father as a small boy, and on and on. There were pictures of Cedric Diggory, and Colin Creevey, and so many others.
Then Harry rose and spoke, his voice was thick with emotion as he immediately announced he was a brand new Uncle again with the birth of his new nephew Phillip. Then as a picture of James and Lily switched places with a picture of Sirius Black and then Dumbledore and then Severus Snape, Harry talked about the bonds of family and friendship and how he had been blessed in that the two had crossed and how his best and dearest friends became his family, and he asked the Weasley's to stand and take a bow as he ended his speech and the program ended.
Luna remained seated until George pulled her reluctantly to her feet. Luna smiled and blushed nervously, then immediately sat back down. Only her chair was no longer there, and she fell hard to the ground.
"What the hell?" George knelt down next to her "Are you okay?"
"Yes" Luna nodded, her eyes filling with tears, still trying to catch her breath "I must have knocked the chair away by accident when I stood..."
"The hell you did." George glared over at the folded chair now laying on it's side.
"Luna!" Ginny said, reaching then from the platform "Oh my gosh, are you okay? You fell so hard."
"I'm fine. Really." Luna, crying despite her best efforts not to, looked embarrassed by all the commotion. "I'm just having a clumsy episode, really."
"It's okay." George put his arms around her and pulled her head to his shoulder. "Shhhhh, it's okay." he gently stroked her hair.
"Healer Smeldwyn is here tonight, I'll go and find her." Ginny said and went off
"Bullshit." Harry said finally pushing his way through the crowd of people and grabbing Romilda Vane by the arm.
"Well, hello Harry." Romilda's smile dripped venom.
Ron and Hermione had broken in the circle and without saying a word, Hermione spun Romilda around and slapped her hard across the face.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" Hermione yelled in Romilda's shocked face "Can't you see she's pregnant? You could have seriously hurt her and the baby."
"I didn't do anything!"
"Hell you didn't!" Ron yelled. Hermione knelt by Luna " 'Mione and I both saw you from the platform, you pulled the chair away.
"I didn't!"
"She's lying" Padma Patil said from where they were hovering at the side of the circle "She did it. I saw her." Parvati Patil nodded
Harry looked at them "I know she did."
Lavender Brown looked horrified "I'm sorry...we tried to stop her...but we were too late."
"We saw that too" Ginny assured Lavender "But you should have stopped her before it came to this."
Lavender and the Patil twins nodded in shame.
"Please, I'm fine, I just want to go home." Luna said from the ground "Please, George."
"Wait for the healer to come and check you over, please?"
"George..."
"Please...for me? You hit your head too." George kissed the top of her head and Luna nodded
"Mr. Potter?" a young man in pale blue junior auror robes appeared "Mr. Weasley?"
"Romilda Vane" Harry said handing Romilda over to the young auror "process her for two counts of assault please."
"You can't do this!" Romilda screeched "You can't!"
George handed Luna to Hermione and stood up, then he fixed his glare on Romilda Vane.
"Shut up and consider yourself fortunate that I don't hit women."
"Oh, is that suppose to scare me? Coming from someone who was dumb enough to get trapped by loony lovegood?" Romilda sneered.
"Luna never trapped anyone, she sure as hell didn't trap me, if anyone was trapped it was her, because I love her and I can't live without her. She's the one who got stuck with someone who keeps doing everything wrong while she does everything right. You could learn a few things from my wife."
"I doubt that."
George laughed in her face "Luna never resorted to chocolate cauldrons spiked with love potion to get a date to a Christmas Party with a bloke who couldn't stomach the sight of her. Can you say the same, Miss Vane?"
Romilda opened her mouth to deny it but Ron and Harry crossed their arms and glared at her. "Don't even try it." Ron spat at her "You nearly got me killed."
"If you say one more word about my wife, or come near her again, I'll make it my life's mission to make you regret it." George whispered near Romilda's ear.
"You can't threaten me!"
"I think I just did." George turned away and knelt back down by Luna who was being given a clean bill of health by Healer Smeldwyn.
"Did you hear? He threatened me!" Romilda said to the young auror as he lead her away in handcuffs after confiscating her wand.
"Sorry, guess I missed that." Dennis Creevey knew which side his bread was buttered on. He wanted to be a Senior Auror.
Besides, like his brother Colin had, he worshiped Harry Potter.
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Chapter Nine Preview-
It's the final event of the Blackiversary
But first,
George has sweet surprises
in store for Luna and even has a sweet surprise for Cincy!
Then,
The Blackiversary Concludes with the Hogwarts Remembrance Ball!
George and Luna
share an evening of romance and memories as they
walk the halls of Hogwarts, reliving the years they spent as students,
their days of rebellion in Dumbledores Army,
the horror of the final battle against Voldemort
and the death of friends and loved ones
all leading up to
the most DRAMATIC CONCLUSION yet!
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