I hope you liked that first chapter! Now here's the second, for your further enjoyment!

Disclaimer: I am not the almighty Queen J.K.R. or affiliated with her in any way, otherwise I would've starred in the Harry Potter movies.

Don't let the muggles get you down,

Jewels

After a few weeks of living at the Burrow, jobless, with Harry, Luna, and Ginny, Hermione had enough. "Look," she had said one day, as the four of them lazed around, "we need to get our lives straightened out. We need to get jobs and maybe our own places to stay, but that's not absolutely necessary," Hermione added, at Ginny's longing look. She knew that Ginny liked living at the Burrow.

"Well, I was thinking of becoming an Auror," Harry said. "I was going to wait until the drama of me saving the wizarding world died down a bit though."

Ginny laughed. "That's a fair excuse! I heard that the Holyhead Harpies need a new Chaser. I might try out for that."

Luna was the only one who seemed depressed at the thought of a job. "When I was young," she explained, in response to Hermione asking her what she would like to do as a job, "I always assumed that I would take over the Quibbler, but now I don't think I'd like to."

Hermione felt a sudden wave of guilt. Unbeknownst to Luna, it was partially her, Harry and Ron's fault that her father had been killed by Death Eaters. After they had escaped his house, the Death Eaters had taken him to Azkaban and he had died there. After the news of his death had spread to Luna, she had been less of her normal, dreamy self.

"Why don't you and I go job hunting together, Luna?" Hermione suggested, putting a comforting hand on the girl's shoulder. "I don't really have an idea of a job yet either."

Luna seemed to perk up slightly at this idea. "I suppose I should be going to Diagon Alley today anyways," she sighed. "I told George I would meet him for coffee."

Ginny gaped at Luna, nearly falling out of her armchair. "George? As in George Fabian Weasley? My brother, George?"

"Oh, his middle name is Fabian? That's nice," Luna said.

Ginny squealed. "That is so cute! He totally likes you, Luna!"

Luna frowned upon this new information. "Are you positive, Ginny? He just said we should get better acquainted . . ." But Luna's words never reached Ginny's ears, as the redhead was already on a full-scale rant about how George should've told her and pondering about what Luna should wear and wondering of George was considering it a date or not. Luna smiled softly at her best friend. "Well, I suppose she could be right . . ."

Luna slipped into the muggle coffee shop, unaware of the many muggles that found themselves staring at her. Her silvery grey eyes just scanned the shop for George. He shouldn't be this hard to find, Luna thought to herself, A ginger with only one ear . . .

"Luna!"

Luna's head whipped towards the voice and saw George just entering the shop. "Sorry I'm late," he said, "the shop was so busy today - "

"Hey, why do you have a stick behind your ear?" called a young boy, pointing at Luna. "And why do you have radish earrings? And why are your eyes so creepy?"

"Theodore!" A woman grabbed the child, and began pulling him out of the shop. "That was very rude! I am so sorry," the woman said to Luna. "Come along, Theo."

"I - It's alright," Luna replied, her voice cracking slightly. But the woman was already gone. Though George had seen the boy stick his tongue out at Luna as they left.

George also noticed the tears forming in Luna's eyes. "Let's go. We can have some coffee at my flat," George suggested, wrapping his arm around Luna's shoulders. Luna nodded meekly, following George's lead back to Diagon Alley.

The two walked in silence towards Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes. Upon entering, Luna couldn't help but smile. The shop was thriving, as usual, with people of all ages buzzing around the amazingly colourful store. She and George went up to the register, where Fred stood, talking with Hermione. "We're going up to the flat," George told his twin, with a look that said, 'I'll-tell-you-later.'

George took Luna upstairs and told her to get comfortable while he went to make some coffee for the two of them. Luna sat down on the couch, tucking her legs underneath her. George came back a few minutes later, with two mugs of hot coffee. Luna took one, saying 'thank you' before taking a sip.

George sat down next to Luna, looking at her intently. "What was it that hurt you? When he asked about your eyes?" Luna looked away from George, nodding. "But Luna, you have to ignore the kid, he didn't know any better. And besides, your eyes are beautiful."

Luna looked at George and tilted her head. He grinned. "What? You think I'm lying? It's true!"

Luna smiled softly. "I have my mother's eyes," she explained, placing her mug on the coffee table in front of the couch, "and I miss my mother. You have to understand George, too many people have insulted my eyes on purpose. I hate feeling like the only feature I've inherited from my mother is something to be ashamed of, because it's not!"

"You know what? I understand. Before we went to Hogwarts, Fred and I were teased by the local muggle boys, on those rare occasions we went out to town, because of our hair colour and our freckles. We hated it, maybe a bit too much, because those boys ended up in the pond. Actually, one of them ended up in a tree and, unfortunately, fell out, breaking his arm. Our first bits of accidental magic and we were already a nuisance to the world."

Luna gave a tinkling laugh, a laugh which George found that he loved. They continued to chat, getting to know each other quite well. For example, George now knew that Luna's boggart was a Digweeded Hapsey, whatever that was, and that her favourite colour, yellow, was influenced by her mother, who had always worn it. Luna had also learned that George had never been away from Fred for longer than a few days, which had been when Fred had been sent to their Aunt Muriel's without him as a punishment for pranking, and that his and Fred's patronuses were identical dolphins, which worked better cast together.

"So Luna, how did your job hunting with Hermione go?" George asked, expecting a good answer.

But Luna frowned and said, "Well, neither of us got a job. Everyone turned us down because I'm a 'looney kid' and Hermione's a 'muggleborn with no intelligence of wizard traditions.' Except they put it far more rudely than I have. I don't think anyone realized that she probably knows far more than they did."

George looked astonished. How could anyone think that? Sure, Luna was a bit looney, but in a good way! And Hermione, did he even need to get started on her? "Idiots, they don't know what they're missing," George muttered. Luna just smiled at him and took another sip of coffee.

George bit his lip in thought. He and Fred had been discussing getting some new staff, and Hermione and Luna seemed perfect! They were both pretty and polite, perfect for customer satisfaction, and they were both brilliant, perfect for helping create new products! Plus, if they did get new staff, they could let Lee and Verity go open their brand new Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes Hogsmeade Branch and work there.

"Well," George began, slowly, "how about you two work here?"