Nocturnal

George awoke with a start. His veins were throbbing painfully all over his body as adrenalin flooded his system. He couldn't remember the dream he had just awoken from, only snatches, of blood and terror. He was disoriented to find a light on in his room, and Luna looking at him thoughtfully. A book lay forgotten on her lap. She reached out and laid a hand on his shoulder. His nerves calmed immeasurably.

"Bad dream." Luna stated. George nodded and flopped backward.

"I don't even know what it was about." He groaned. Luna gave him a sympathetic look and put her book to the side. Luna had been staying up in the flat most nights, when she had to work the next day. They both slept better with the other there. Luna scooted closer to George and grabbed up one of his hands in both of hers. "What are you doing still awake?" George asked, trying to get his mind off of the panicked feeling in his chest.

"Oh, I don't know. I was reading this book on the rainbow unicorn, and how they only live on this very specific reserve in Ireland. They are so sought after that they are on the brink of extinction, they have to ward poachers off all the time. I want to go there." She stated. George grinned. It was unusual to hear Luna talk about a species that was proven to exist.

"Maybe we can go one day?" George shrugged. Luna smiled widely.

"Do you mean that?" She was almost bouncing she was so excited.

"Yeah, of course." George grinned, but knew he had to settle the blonde down. "But probably not for a while. So, you know, just calm down." Luna smiled and nodded.

"Are you feeling better?" Luna asked, concern etching her face.

"Yeah, I'm thankful you were here." He admitted, shooting a wink at Luna. She grinned, and surprised George when she flung a leg over his stomach, straddling him. He smirked and put his hands over her knees. She was wearing hippogriff patterned pajama bottoms and a loose black tank top. He was just wearing black and white plaid pajama bottoms, his usual nighttime apparel.

"I'm glad I was here too. And awake…I'm not so good at comforting people when I am sleepy." She laid her hands on his shoulders and massaged them lightly, eliciting a small groan from George. She smirked and leaned closer to George, catching his lips with hers lightly. George tightened his hold on her knees slightly and then slid his hands up her legs and onto her hips. Luna pushed lower and kissed George a little more fiercely, extracting another feral noise from George. He felt her smile against his lips. She broke the kiss and pressed small kisses down his jaw and onto his neck.

"You're a torturous woman!" He breathed out.

"Well if it's that bad…" Luna laughed, making to swing her leg off of George. He tightened his arm around her and pretty much growled. Luna laughed harder, and rested her head in the crook of George's shoulder, her breath on his neck driving him crazy. "I'm sorry George."

"You're not even a little sorry, are you?" He asked. She shook her head, giggling. "Well I can't say I really mind all that much."

"I was just trying to make you feel better." Luna defended herself. She laid herself fully on top of George, and then slid to the side, cuddling into his side with her head on his chest. George laid a kiss on the top of her head.

"I appreciate that." He clamped his arms around her and sighed. Luna was idly tracing patterns on George's chest.

"I don't mean to frustrate you." Luna's voice floated up to George's ear. His brows drew together.

"You don't frustrate me." He assured her. "Well maybe the tiniest bit, but it's a nice frustration." He grinned. Luna shifted her head to look up at George. She grinned.

"Okay." She said simply before laying her head back on his chest and snuggling further into his side. George soon felt himself getting drowsy, falling slowly to sleep, listening to the sound of Luna's breathing.

Luna awoke in the morning to the feeling of eyes on her. Unconcerned, she fluttered her eyes open and looked into George's eyes. "Good Morning Sunshine." She smiled.

"Morning Beautiful." He purred at her. She leaned up and kissed him briefly. She sighed and rolled out of bed, heading towards the bathroom. George mirrored her sigh and ran a hand over his face. His face was sprouting the beginnings of a beard that he was contemplating growing. He rolled out of bed and headed toward the kitchen, putting some coffee to brew, and starting to make breakfast for Luna and himself. He decided on omelettes, and proficiently made a tasty breakfast. He was just setting breakfast on the table when Luna emerged from the bathroom.

"Aw, you made me breakfast?" She asked.

"I sure did anything for you." He fluttered his eyes at her. Luna laughed and sat in the chair that George was holding out for her.

"I'm truly lucky." Luna's words floated toward him softly and George smiled.

"I figured that since you work today, and I don't, I could spoil you a little." Luna blushed a little bit, and then set into her breakfast, a satisfied sound escaping her.

"Mmm George, you should've been a cook instead of a prankster." She threw a wink at George. He made a 'forget about it' gesture with his hands and grinned. "We have a meeting tonight George, don't forget." She pointed her fork at him.

"Yes dear." He smiled. "Which I'm sure you'll remind me about at lunch, and when you come up to change after work." Luna just grinned and looked about airily. After they had finished eating Luna stood with a sigh. "I guess it's time for work. I'll see you at lunch." She walked over to George and pressed a quick kiss to his lips, throwing a quick wave at him over her shoulder before leaving the flat.

George and Luna were sat next to each other at the meeting, they were sitting at the back, and George had his arm slung around Luna, he was a little surprised when toward the meeting Luna stood, and made her way toward the front of the room.

"Hey everyone, my names Luna, and I'm an addict." The room chorused a hello back to her. "When you easily become addicted to things, you have to question things. Will I become addicted to this? Is it alright if I do? Something I've been struggling with a lot this week." She stopped talking for a minute her eyes roving a bit. "Where was I?" She thought for a minute before giggling and shaking her head. "Yes…I've been struggling, because I think I'm addicted again, but I think it's a good thing." There were some distressed mumbles running through the room. Luna held her hands up and smiled. "What I'm 'addicted' to is a person."

George felt a blush creep up his neck, but couldn't help the smile that appeared on his face.

"Yes, I'm becoming addicted to a wonderful man, and that kind of scares me. I don't want things to get out of control on me. And that's what happens. Things seem great, and you're happy, feeling better than you have in a long time. Then suddenly, it's gone, or something has gone wrong. So I'm confused as to what should happen next. What I should do. If anyone has any advice, or experience with this I would love to talk to you after the meeting." Luna nodded. "Thank you." She smiled before leaving the podium and returning to George in the back row. He shot a confused look at her, but didn't say anything.

A couple of people approached Luna after the meeting, and they stayed about a half an hour later than usual with her chatting to people. She did this at a discreet distance from George. When she was ready to leave George slung an arm around her and they walked silently away from the community center. "So Luna I am thinking of growing a beard, good idea, or not?" He asked. Luna looked up at him seriously, her eyes roaming his face.

"Good idea." She grinned at length. George sighed.

"Luna why didn't you talk to me about how you're feeling?"

"I did. And you made me feel better, but I just wanted some more opinions, and I am going to talk to my therapist about it." She sighed. If this was before the war, I would just do it; I was so much more carefree. I just want to make sure that I'm progressing, and not doing something that will hinder my progress." Her eyes opened wider. "Not that I think you are a hindrance." She clarified. "What are you feeling?"

"I don't know." George shrugged. His arm dropped from around her, and he grasped her hand, pulling her to a stop. "I'm confident that our relationship is a good thing. I'm not going to disappear on you, and I'm not afraid of your past, but I am interested in your future." Luna fought for breath. When George always said the perfect thing like that, it was hard to keep her thoughts in line.

"George…You're amazing at reassuring me. I have no interest in leaving you; I just want to make sure that I go about this relationship in the best way for us." George shrugged.

"I respect that. I'm not asking for anything. I just know that I don't want to lose you." Luna grinned and put her arms around his neck. "So even if that means that I have to chastely sleep in my bed next to you for the next twenty years…I'll do it." His gorgeous brown eyes sparkled down at her. Luna laughed and stood on her toes, attaching her mouth to his briefly.

"Why do you always have to be so perfect?" She asked.

"Ah, baby I was just born like that." He grinned.

"Luckily for me." Luna grinned back. George drew back and put his arm around Luna again, taking them back to his flat at a saunter.

AN: Holy smokes, it's been awhile since I updated this. I'm having a really hard time writing this story for some reason. I'm also not getting any feedback on it, so that isn't very motivating. This chapter is just kinda fluffy. Hmm. Hope you've enjoyed this chapter anyway. Please leave me a review! :)