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Title:Need for love
Series? None, this one-shot stands alone and is not part of the HTO(Hidden in the Open) series.
Pairing: GeorgeLunaFred
Warnings:PG-13 for violence.
Had the explosion from their latest invention been a few seconds later, they might’ve missed the quiet knock at the door, but as it stands, they did not. As Fred set about cleaning the mess from the walls and table George went to answer the door, the smile on his face as he saw who had arrived at their flat above WWW at just before midnight.
It was Luna, but at the same time it was not the Luna Lovegood that Fred and George loved, it was not her at all.
Their Luna(whom they had been secretly in love with for almost a year now, but she had a boyfriend, hence the reason neither Weasley had acted previously) was happy, she spaced out, she had wide bright blue eyes that always seemed to have the lure of a mystery behind them; of secrets that she knew, secrets that George had been aching to find out for the longest time now.
No, this girl was not their Luna, this was a broken down and battered version of their Luna Lovegood.
Fred came up behind him, and reacted quicker than he had, “Blimey Luna get in here before you freeze to death.” George snapped out of his haze and stared at the girl as he helped her inside. She was in her night clothes, a light, thin spaghetti strap tank top and sweat shorts that almost made it to her knees. Her bottom lip was busted open and had barely crusted blood on it, there was a bruise in the shape of a handprint around her neck, she was limping and one of her wrists was swollen.
She looked paler than usual, her eyes were downcast, half-lidded and the way she walked showed none of the floating like grace they were use too. There was no spark to her anymore, and George and Fred both saw red as they helped her to the couch. George went to get tea as Fred went to the linen close to get a blanket for her, it was winter for merlin’s sake, why didn’t she apparate into their flat?
When they both sat back down on the couch, Luna tentatively sipping her tea after being wrapped in a blanket with a Weasley on either side of her(A position that she had remarked before to be the safest and most enjoyable place any person could be in she imagined). She stared at the floor dejected, and both brothers felt conflicting urges to comfort her and to kill whoever did this.
Right when they were about to ask her she leaned against George’s chest and fell into his lap, her hands setting her tea onto the floor gently as her feet rose to settle onto Fred’s lap, wincing as her ankle was jostled slightly.
“Please don’t tell Seamus I’m here.” Was all she whispered before falling asleep. Had it not been for the feet in his lap, Fred would have stood up to apparate to Seamus’s flat. Her boyfriend. Her fucking boyfriend had done this to her. He felt George’s hand on his shoulder, “Lets let her sleep for a little while, and then we’ll leave and go after him.” George was normally the more rational twin, but like hell was he not going to seek revenge on Seamus for hurting their Luna.
Luna of all people didn’t deserve this, and they began to wonder why she would even let that happen. As relieved as they were that she had come to their flat, that she felt safest here apparently, she had to know that they, and a number of other people, would want Seamus to pay after this. Hell, they could get the whole Order after the boy, they had practically adopted Luna halfway into the war when her father was killed, and she spent her last year at school between the Burrow and the Black family home, there were a number of people whom respected and cared for Luna a great deal, and quite a few of them had strong protective streaks.
After an hour of Luna sleeping soundly both men stood silently, gently setting her down on the couch and wrapping her in the blanket, by doing so they also discovered that several of her ribs were fractured, and their anger only built.
Walking to the floo they threw some powder in and stuck their heads through the flames, “Ginny! Get up, now it’s important, come to our flat now.” Without giving her a chance to ask questions, although she knew them well enough to know that something was very wrong and threw on her house robe quickly before apparating to her brother’s flat.
What she saw stunned her for only a moment before her mediwitch training kicked in and she rushed to Luna’s side, gently examining her as to not wake the blonde, and even though Luna was normally a light sleeper, she was sleeping heavily now, and even Ginny’s spells didn’t wake her.
“Who did this?” George and Fred could practically feel the anger rolling off of their sister in waves and when she turned towards them, her hand still gently going through Luna’s hair even though her body was still as if she was going to attack something at any moment.
“Seamus. We’re going after him now, stay here with Luna. Ginny did you know this was happening? Do you know why she let him do this to her?” the Twins saw realization dawning in her eyes and sorrow in them suddenly as she looked back at her closest friend.
“Never underestimate the need that people have to be loved, the need to be wanted.”
Series? None, this one-shot stands alone and is not part of the HTO(Hidden in the Open) series.
Pairing: GeorgeLunaFred
Warnings:PG-13 for violence.
Had the explosion from their latest invention been a few seconds later, they might’ve missed the quiet knock at the door, but as it stands, they did not. As Fred set about cleaning the mess from the walls and table George went to answer the door, the smile on his face as he saw who had arrived at their flat above WWW at just before midnight.
It was Luna, but at the same time it was not the Luna Lovegood that Fred and George loved, it was not her at all.
Their Luna(whom they had been secretly in love with for almost a year now, but she had a boyfriend, hence the reason neither Weasley had acted previously) was happy, she spaced out, she had wide bright blue eyes that always seemed to have the lure of a mystery behind them; of secrets that she knew, secrets that George had been aching to find out for the longest time now.
No, this girl was not their Luna, this was a broken down and battered version of their Luna Lovegood.
Fred came up behind him, and reacted quicker than he had, “Blimey Luna get in here before you freeze to death.” George snapped out of his haze and stared at the girl as he helped her inside. She was in her night clothes, a light, thin spaghetti strap tank top and sweat shorts that almost made it to her knees. Her bottom lip was busted open and had barely crusted blood on it, there was a bruise in the shape of a handprint around her neck, she was limping and one of her wrists was swollen.
She looked paler than usual, her eyes were downcast, half-lidded and the way she walked showed none of the floating like grace they were use too. There was no spark to her anymore, and George and Fred both saw red as they helped her to the couch. George went to get tea as Fred went to the linen close to get a blanket for her, it was winter for merlin’s sake, why didn’t she apparate into their flat?
When they both sat back down on the couch, Luna tentatively sipping her tea after being wrapped in a blanket with a Weasley on either side of her(A position that she had remarked before to be the safest and most enjoyable place any person could be in she imagined). She stared at the floor dejected, and both brothers felt conflicting urges to comfort her and to kill whoever did this.
Right when they were about to ask her she leaned against George’s chest and fell into his lap, her hands setting her tea onto the floor gently as her feet rose to settle onto Fred’s lap, wincing as her ankle was jostled slightly.
“Please don’t tell Seamus I’m here.” Was all she whispered before falling asleep. Had it not been for the feet in his lap, Fred would have stood up to apparate to Seamus’s flat. Her boyfriend. Her fucking boyfriend had done this to her. He felt George’s hand on his shoulder, “Lets let her sleep for a little while, and then we’ll leave and go after him.” George was normally the more rational twin, but like hell was he not going to seek revenge on Seamus for hurting their Luna.
Luna of all people didn’t deserve this, and they began to wonder why she would even let that happen. As relieved as they were that she had come to their flat, that she felt safest here apparently, she had to know that they, and a number of other people, would want Seamus to pay after this. Hell, they could get the whole Order after the boy, they had practically adopted Luna halfway into the war when her father was killed, and she spent her last year at school between the Burrow and the Black family home, there were a number of people whom respected and cared for Luna a great deal, and quite a few of them had strong protective streaks.
After an hour of Luna sleeping soundly both men stood silently, gently setting her down on the couch and wrapping her in the blanket, by doing so they also discovered that several of her ribs were fractured, and their anger only built.
Walking to the floo they threw some powder in and stuck their heads through the flames, “Ginny! Get up, now it’s important, come to our flat now.” Without giving her a chance to ask questions, although she knew them well enough to know that something was very wrong and threw on her house robe quickly before apparating to her brother’s flat.
What she saw stunned her for only a moment before her mediwitch training kicked in and she rushed to Luna’s side, gently examining her as to not wake the blonde, and even though Luna was normally a light sleeper, she was sleeping heavily now, and even Ginny’s spells didn’t wake her.
“Who did this?” George and Fred could practically feel the anger rolling off of their sister in waves and when she turned towards them, her hand still gently going through Luna’s hair even though her body was still as if she was going to attack something at any moment.
“Seamus. We’re going after him now, stay here with Luna. Ginny did you know this was happening? Do you know why she let him do this to her?” the Twins saw realization dawning in her eyes and sorrow in them suddenly as she looked back at her closest friend.
“Never underestimate the need that people have to be loved, the need to be wanted.”