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Mistletoe Lessons

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George Weasley was in a state of absolute bliss as he slid his key into the lock and opened the front door. It was the first time in months that all three of his children were home at the same time. Fred and George had come in from university the day before and by now, Callie would have arrived home fresh off the Hogwarts Express.

Not that he was expecting that he would actually see much of them during their two week holiday. Fred would be spending most of his time with his fiancée Charlotte, George would be running around with his cousin James as usual, and Callie would be spending yet another holiday with Michael Frobrusher…all that remained to be seen would be whether they would be spending it fighting, or snogging non-stop. George supposed it was mean, but he couldn't stop the little father part of his mind that hoped fervently it wouldn't be the latter. The idea of his little girl snogging non-stop brought to mind images that included his old beater bat which were never a good thing.

The house was surprisingly quiet as George let the door close behind him. Even with his kids out running about, Luna loved music, and…she loved it loud. He pulled off his heavy wool coat, hung it in the closet, then kicked off his shoes and went in search of his wife. As he passed the living room, a flash of red in the window seat caught his eye and he stopped abruptly. Callie sat with her arms wrapped around her legs and her face buried in her knees, her body shaking with soft sobs.

"Callie?" He spoke softly as he walked towards her, a tiny bit of guilt eating at him now. Only one thing could make his happy, lively daughter cry like this, or rather…only one person.

Callie lifted her face from her knees and wiped it off on her sleeve. She forced a smile onto her face but it was sad and came no where near her red and puffy brown eyes.

"Hi Dad."

"Hi Sweetheart." George sat down next to her and pulled her into tight bear hug. "Welcome home, I've missed you."

"I missed you too." She squeaked "I can't breathe."

George chuckled and let her go. "Sorry."

"It's okay." Callie sniffled and sat back against the wall again, her eyes drifting back to the falling snow outside.

"Michael?"

Callie nodded "He's so stupid sometimes dad."

"Of course he is, he's a seventeen year old boy." George smiled and brushed a piece of hair out of her face. "It's his job to be stupid."

Callie laughed "He's good at it."

"You want to tell me about it?"

"It's silly really…" She looked at him nervously, unsure how he might feel about what she had done. "See, Katy Greggor and I made these headbands, just as a joke."

"Headbands."

"Yes, we bewitched them…so that a piece of mistletoe hung over them."

"Oh…" George grinned inwardly, it sounded like something he and Fred might have done. "I see, and you wore this headband…"

"All day today…on the train home." Callie's lip began to tremble "Michael just ignored it! He didn't kiss me, not even once! It's like he thinks that I'm gross or something!"

George laughed despite himself. Considering all the times he had caught the two of them kissing, it was obvious that Michael Frobrusher did not think Callie was gross.

"He doesn't think you're gross sweetheart, it isn't like you haven't kissed one another before. You've been dating for two years."

"I know…but…what's his problem then?"

"I don't know honey," George sighed and a small smile came to his face "There's just something about mistletoe…"

-Flashback-

"And…Viola'!" George said with a flourish, waving his hand over the pile of cards on the counter carefully to be sure his concealed wand didn't fly out of his sleeve.

"That is amazing George!" Katrina Sharpe gasped. She was completely astounded … not to mention besotted, with George Weasley. "How did you do that?"

"Trade secret." He winked at Katrina then shot a grin over her shoulder at his twin brother Fred. "Can't tell my secrets, now can I? Where would be the fun in that?"

"Well…" Katrina sauntered from behind the counter, her eyes locked on his with a smoldering look. "I bet I could get you to tell me."

"Think so do you?"

"Yes, I do." Katrina grabbed his hand and pulled him towards an archway in the middle of the room, then she pointed upwards. "Oh look, mistletoe."

George's stomach clenched nervously. Flirting was all well and good, but he barely knew this girl. He bent down and hastily kissed her cheek, then he made short work of putting as much space between them as possible. Fred looked at him like he was insane as he stood scooping up his pile of cards from the counter … it wouldn't be good to leave magical transforming cards behind in a muggle store after all.

"We should get on Fred, mum will be waiting dinner on us."

Fred blinked at him in shock then gave himself a slight shake.

"Er…yeah, right. Bye Katrina."

Katrina stood under the mistletoe, her eyes wide and surprised. "Bye."

George didn't glance back before he pushed through the door.

"What the bloody hell was that all about?" Fred was on him before the door was even closed.

George, now completely embarrassed, attempted to brushed it off.

"Nothing."

"Nothing." Fred laughed loudly "You've been flirting with Katrina for weeks, then you finally get her right where you want her and you run away."

"I didn't run."

"You didn't kiss her either."

"I did too."

"You've given mum better kisses than that." Fred stopped George with a hand on his arm. "What's with you?"

"She's just too…pushy."

"Pushy."

"Yes, pushy." George nodded "Haven't you ever noticed…muggle girls are much more…"

"Pushy?" Fred looked at George incredulously "Honestly George, I'm starting to wonder about you. Do you like girls at all?"

"Of course I do!" George spluttered

"Could have fooled me. You didn't ask anyone to the Yule Ball…"

"I asked."

"When it was too late for anyone to say yes."

George smiled inwardly as he thought of the Yule Ball. Maybe he hadn't asked anyone, but the night had turned out all right in the end.

"What you need brother dear, is a lesson on the ladies." Fred looked around, then a stroke of genius came to him as he spotted a small cart stationed outside of a shop. It just happened to be selling Mistletoe and he knew that George would show a little interest in the girl selling said Mistletoe.

"Hello Luna!" Fred smiled cheekily as they approached. He knew that George had formed a friendship with the girl, he had invited her to spend Valentines day with them the previous winter, but he had refused to go into details…or say what had brought it about.

"Hello Fred!" Luna smiled happily. She wore a ankle length white cloak trimmed in green faux fur with matching hat, scarf and mittens, and on her feet she wore bright orange boots with green pom-poms. She looked at George, her smile widened by a fraction of an inch…just enough to be noticeable. "Hello George!"

"Hello Luna!" Luna's smile wasn't the only one that had widened. "Happy Christmas!"

"Happy Christmas to you too!" Luna gave them both warm smiles, Fred smiled back…clearly seeing what George liked about Luna Lovegood. Despite her oddness, she was quite charming…and, she had been able to tell them apart. That was always a plus.

"Those are nice earrings." Fred reached out to tease the bit of Mistletoe she wore on each ear. "And quite practical as well…considering the season."

"It's good advertising. I bring mistletoe down into the village every year to sell, since Dad doesn't really like for the …" she leaned in and whispered "muggles to come up and pick it. What with all the Nargles around this time of year."

"Yes...those Nargles can be quite dangerous." Fred agreed…though he had no clue what she was talking about. "Particularly for the muggles."

"Would you like to take some home…on the house of course?" Luna picked up a huge sprig and put it in a plastic bag. "I'll toss in a Nargle charm as well."

"Thank you. But…" George began…this would only make Fred worse.

"That would be lovely, thank you!" Fred took the bag from her. "Though I can't imagine it will get much use."

Fred grinned inwardly. Perhaps what his brother needed was a little lesson in Mistletoe.

"George doesn't know how to use Mistletoe you see."

"Fred…"George cast him a warning look, Fred, of course, ignored it.

"You know Luna, perhaps you could help a little in that regard."

"Help?" Luna looked from Fred to George. She was always willing to help in anyway she could. "I'd be happy to help, if you just tell me what to do."

"I think what he needs Luna," Fred grinned and picked up a piece of Mistletoe from the cart "Is a lesson in mistletoe."

"Oh." Luna looked from Fred to George…wondering if Fred was planning to kiss George…it was a bit harsh as far as lessons went, but surely Fred couldn't mean for George to kiss her.

"Fred!" George growled at his brother through gritted teeth.

Casting his brother a sidelong glance Fred leaned towards Luna. "Surely you understand, the situation is quite dire…we must help him in anyway possible."

"Of…of course." Luna set her chin, determined to help in anyway possible. George was her friend, he had danced with her the night of the Yule Ball, and had been her Valentine. "I'll do whatever you need me to."

Fred grinned and handed George the mistletoe. "Hold this George."

George glared at Fred, refusing the take the mistletoe. No way was he going to stand by and let Fred kiss Luna. No way in hell! Fred gave him a look. "Well, if you don't do it, I will."

George's glare intensified but Fred just shrugged and turned back towards Luna. "Well, he's always been the stubborn sort. I guess I'll just have to hold it myself then."

Fred moved closer to Luna, the mistletoe held high over his head, a wide naughty grin on his face. His free arm went around Luna's waist and he began to lower his face to hers…his lips were an inch away…half an inch…a quarter of an inch…and then gone completely as George shoved him out of the way.

Luna's eyes were the size of quaffles when George took Fred's place, he looked at her for a second, his light brown eyes staring into the silvery blue…and then his lips were on hers. Soft, teasing…and so very sweet.

It lasted forever…and yet only moments…before George pulled away.

"Erm…"Luna stammered and looked at Fred who was standing next to them smirking madly, holding the spring of mistletoe over their heads

"I…I don't think George needs any lessons." Luna stammered, her knees weak and doing an perfect imitation of a jelly fish "He … he seems quite learned on the use of mistletoe."

-End flashback-

Callie laughed as she looked at her father. He had a wonderful sparkle in his eyes, the sparkle he always had when he spoke of the early days between him and her mother.

"And that was your first kiss." She sighed dreamily

"Yes." He grinned "Compliments of your Uncle Fred."

"You and mum were so romantic. Why can't Michael be like that?"

"It wasn't always romantic Callie…" George shook his head. "We had our bad times too…just like you and Michael. The point is…sometimes, you just have to be patient and let things happen in their own time."

"I suppose I was a little pushy today." Callie sat back against the wall. "But everyone wants to be kissed under the mistletoe…at least once."

"You're young honey…you've lot's of mistletoe ahead of you."

"You're right dad." Callie smiled the huge smile that reminded George so much of his wife. "I think…I think I'll go see Michael."

Callie jumped up and kissed his cheek, then disappeared out the door. George rose from the window seat and went to the tree to add the latest cut crystal angel for his wife's collection to the boxes beneath.

She came to him on quiet feet, tiptoeing up from behind. Luna tapped softly on his shoulder and he spun around. She was so beautiful…with each passing year, she only became more so.

"Hello Mrs. Weasley." he grinned down at her and slid his arms around her waist, noticing that she hid something leafy behind it.

"Hello Mr. Weasley."

"What are you hiding?"

"Mistletoe" Luna grinned and pulled the spring of mistletoe from behind her back and raised it to hold over his head.

"It's time for your yearly mistletoe lesson."

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