Disclaimer: Loaves and Fishes © (Luniepoo's imaginary publishing company) does not own anything in this book besides Luna and her family…. Well actually she is Luna… only Luna is a little tweaked to be better . Bwahahaha… Erm.. right…

So without further ado, I give you:

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(Shut up.. I can't think of a name. Whoever gives me the best one gets reviews on their stories, and a home-made 'special brownie'.. Made by moi)

The Weasley twins looked at each other mischievously. This was the first time they'd ever been in a Muggle 'Areporte', and it was rather exciting. All the hustle and bustle, the occasional toddler running loose screaming about for mother in the nude… All quite stimulating.

"Gred?" George asked his twin while sipping on a smoothie.

"Yes Forge?" His twin answered, also sipping a smoothie.

"Do you reckon that kid realizes that he's actually a 40-ish year old man whose mother is actually coming to visit him from her retirement home in Florida?"

"No... No I don't." The brothers grinned at each other evilly, and hid their laughter when a frail old woman came hobbling through a gate to catch the site of her son.

"Gordy! Gordy!" She cried with a thick Hungarian accent, the Weasley's were thinking the same thing,

'Gordy?' But their thoughts were interrupted when the old lady collapsed to the floor.

'Shit!'

The brothers moved with lightning speed, spelling the infant back to normal on the way, towards the woman.

"Grandma?" A horrified scream came from a girl that had just run through the same gate as the unconscious woman. She was short, maybe about 5'5, shoulder length brown hair, black thin-rimmed glasses, and a terror-stricken look on her face. She got down to her knees and listened to her grandmother's heartbeat.

"Daddy! Go get help!" She cried to Gordy, but he quite frazzled at being a 40-ish year old man again. She looked helplessly up at the redheaded pranksters that had now kneeled next to her, "There was some kid running around screaming when she came out of the gate, and then she fainted. May I suggest mouth-to-mouth?" George told her in a panic. If something happened to this lady him and his twin would never get over it.

The girl eyed him suspiciously, but started using mouth-to-mouth on her grandmother. "It's not working!" She cried in exasperation, but soon her eyes grew wide, and she got a look of defeat on her face. "Hold her head up!" She ordered to nobody in particular. Looked at his brother, but got a look saying 'You're closer', so he held the grandmother's head up a few inches off the ground. Fred held his breath as the girl leaned in close to her grandmother's ear and whispered something hastily into it. Almost instantly the woman took a laboriously drawn breath and sat up, George swore he could've seen a wand slip into the girl's sleeve… But he dismissed the thought with a poke in the ribs from Fred, and saw that the girl, her grandmother, and her father were looking at them with odd looks on their faces.

"Erm.. Hi… My name's Fred, this is my brother George… We saw it happen…." His brother explained, and they both stood up and looked into the eyes of the 40-ish man that was previously an infant. "Well Fred, George.. My name is Gordon, and this is my mother Doris, and my daughter Luna." He stated, gesturing to his family.

"My grandmother owes her life to you," Luna said solemnly, "If you hadn't suggested mouth-to-mouth I would've panicked and not done anything at all, erm…" She looked from twin to twin, not sure which one to thank.

"George," Fred said, nudging his brother, who quickly shook the girl's hand, meeting her tear-filled brown eyes.

"Luna sweetie, I called an ambulance while you were erm.. reviving your grandmother." Gordon told his daughter, breaking her eye contact with George. "We'll need you to stay here to answer questions while I take granny to the hospital, alright?"

Luna looked up at her father, her eyes now green, "Yes father." She answered carefully, not letting her tears effect her speech.

"So… who want's a smoothie?" Fred asked cheerfully after Doris and Gordon had been loaded into an 'Ambuelanse'. Luna and George both indicated they wanted one.

"Any particular kind?" He asked, getting a pen and pencil ready for requests. George gave a horrendously long and complicated smoothie name, while Luna simply said 'Surprise me.'

Fred off on a smoothie run, George decided that he would like to get to know this stranger better. "So Luna, where are you from? I can't quite place your accent." He asked her, trying to sound mature. But to his dismay, she laughed! How could she laugh at a question like that? It wasn't even stupid.

"Not many can." She explained, "It's a mix of Hungarian, Scottish, Australian, Dutch, French, Spanish, Italian, British, and Canadian… I'm quite a mix I must say!" George stared at her dumbfounded. "Tha-that's," he started counting the accents on his fingers, "9!" He exclaimed after counting and re-counting. "How? When? How?" He started, not sure what to say… She could probably speak all 9 of those languages… that was more than anyone he knew!

"A) I don't speak all of those languages," She started, like she had read his mind. Seeing another dumbfounded expression on his face she gave an all-knowing wink and continued, "I just lived on, well, we liked to call it 'Immigrant Alley', my grandparents immigrated to Canada when they were young, and when my parents met they lived next door and had me! But now we've moved to Britain, and my grandparents all moved to Florida…

and B)… You said how twice," She said playfully and winked at him right as Fred came behind her and screamed 'SMOOTHIE TIME!'…

A/N : Ahhh.. I've been waiting to make a George/Me… erm… Luna fic for ages now.. I think they're quite great together! Please review and tell me if you likey (cookies and constructive criticism accepted… Humorous bashing and brownies also accepted… Mean bashing and burned muffins will be thrown into the pit, along with the person who gave them to me)

I know this hasn't gotten that humorous yet.. This isn't even what I expected the first chapter to turn out like, but oh well… Sadly, I don't plan things out (accept for in my wee noggin'), and just go with the flow….

- Luniepoo

P.S Sorry on shortness... It's an intro chapter without much plot I guess... You just wait until chappie 2 -wink-